"Who is Song Kun?" Zhou Zihan tore off the note and flushed it down the toilet and returned to the living room.

Jenny helped her turn on the TV when she left, it was evening news time, "Mr. Song Kun, a senior official of our province, will attend the first dinner party of the show girls tonight......"

Song Kun is a high-ranking official. Father's old friend? What does he have to do with his father's death? Also Who is the person who delivered the note?

Is it Wu Muze? Why did he help her investigate? Why not just send her father a strange cause of death or a conspiracy? Or is it someone else?

No one can answer her question, there is a point of no return ahead, she can only walk by herself, the enemy is in the dark and she is in the light, and if she is not careful, she will be crushed.

However, this note allowed her to find out the clues of the investigation, "My father was the commander of the pro-guard army back then, so he must have a lot of friends, if you start from his friends, you may be able to find any clues?" At the very least, you can understand who your father came into contact with back then? Who have you offended? ”

Then you must attend tonight's banquet, and then find a way to get close to Song Kun.

After a short rest, Jenny appeared in her room to dress her up, and Zhou Zihan changed into a bright red dress and put on a light blue dinner dress.

The knee-length short dress set off her fair-skinned legs and slender legs, and the cheongsam-like neckline couldn't block her beautiful neck. The chest is open and semi-arced, and the cleavage can be faintly seen. As long as it is a man, it is estimated that he will have nosebleeds.

"Miss Zihan, you are so beautiful. This outfit is perfect for you. ”

"Thanks, did Mentor Jack pick out these clothes?" Zhou Zihan had to admire Jack, she looked indifferent and ruthless, her eyes were vicious, and her chest and hip size were just right.

"Yes, Mentor Jack is amazing. You don't know, he's the mentor of the former imperial concubine. Jenny complimented Jack vigorously, her eyes full of adoration.

"Mentor Jack is very charismatic." Zhou Zihan squinted his eyes slightly, looked at her through the mirror, and wanted to laugh with a look.

"yes. I like him so much. Jenny was intoxicated with her dreams, and then suddenly understood, "Ha, Miss Zihan doesn't make fun of people like this." ”

"Haha...... Our Miss Jenny is a nymphomaniac, too. "Zhou Zihan really likes Jenny's little girl. She was only a year younger than her, and she was kind like a younger sister.

"Hmph. Ignore you. Jenny pouted in anger.

"Haha......" Zhou Zihan laughed, sweeping away today's fatigue. Alright, alright, no more teasing you. ”

"The time is just right, let's go, Miss Zihan, I'll take you to the banquet hall. Mentor Jack and Miss Emma are probably already waiting for you. ”

"Hmm." Zhou Zihan chose a pair of stiletto shoes that were not too tall. The two of them made an elevator with Jenny to reach the banquet hall on the top floor.

The entrance of the banquet hall is filled with lily flowers, and you can smell the flowers as soon as you get out of the elevator. There were already waiters at the door of the banquet hall, and Jenny kept sending Zhou Zihan into the hall to find the location of her famous brand. Jack and Emma and Zhou Tingting were already waiting in their seats.

The banquet hall was filled with hundreds of large round tables, covered with pink tablecloths and fresh roses, with their tables in the center in front of them, and in front of them was the large stage and where the host spoke.

Zhou Zihan walked all the way and felt countless needle-like eyes behind her, and she automatically ignored them.

When Jack saw her, he got up and gentlemanly pulled out a chair for her to sit down.

Emma was very happy, "Oh, my Britney, this dress is so beautiful, you see, this convex and backward is sexy." Perfect for you. ”

"Thank you, Miss Emma. Your clothes are also beautiful. "It's rare for Emma not to wear strange clothes today, and although the makeup on her face is a little thicker, she finally doesn't wear green eyeshadow and purple lips.

"Hmph, it wasn't that Jack, the bastard, forced me to change. The old lady actually doesn't like this kind of dress at all, and she has no personality at all. Emma rolled her eyes at Jack, seemingly dissatisfied.