Rong Xun was silent for a moment, and even the surroundings seemed to be dyed with silent darkness, his figure did not move, and his tone remained unchanged: "I promised you, I will naturally do it."

Su Jiuge breathed a sigh of relief and smiled lightly.

Nange, no matter where she falls in this world, she will find her.

Rong Xun walked to the bed, took the woman's white and tender hand, his eyes were well understood, and he said indifferently: "Since this is the case, we will be side by side together."

Seven o'clock in the evening.

Su Jiuge was wearing a silver sleeveless long skirt, a close-fitting style, perfect hips and breasts, delicate and decent light makeup, without the slightest beautification, still beautiful.

Rong Xun was wearing a straight army green military uniform, as long as jade, indifferent, hugging Su Jiuge's waist, bowing his head to her ear, and his cold voice was cold and beautiful: "Tonight is Ning Tian's father's birthday banquet, and people from all walks of life in the business and political circles are present, you just need to write down the people who are closest to Ning Zhengjun."

Su Jiuge nodded, his beautiful eyes looking at everything in the venue.

Drunk and golden, lustful, and powerful, this is Rong Xun's world.

"Are you saying that you might find the Ning family's hidden enemy tonight?" Su Jiuge lowered his voice and asked softly.

Rong Xun didn't shake his head, nor did he nod: "You just need to treat this banquet as an ordinary banquet."

Su Jiuge's heart suddenly froze for a moment, and he realized his gaffe, so he pretended to smile and said: "Chief Rong really loves Admiral Ning, and he actually paved all the roads for her."

Rong Xun's dark eyes couldn't distinguish joy and anger, but he loosened her waist: "I'll go over," and finally told him uneasily: "Don't use the ability again, I don't want you to die here with me."

Su Jiuge rolled his eyes: "Don't worry, I'm not so stupid, I ruined myself for a man who met in Pingshui."

Su Jiuge raised his chin, snorted, walked around the banquet hall, ate something, and then walked to a quiet and unmanned corner of the venue, blocked himself with curtains, and looked at the lights of thousands of homes outside the window.

The neon is flashing, the lights are red and green, and the world is happy.

"Miss Su, can you help me?" A weak voice rang out.

Su Jiuge turned his head, his beautiful eyes were surprised for a moment, and even more incredulous.

The person in front of him is a phantom.

Or, not human, not so far.

"Who are you?!" Su Jiuge looked at her vigilantly: "You and I look exactly the same."

The phantom touched his face, compared to Su Jiuge, it was pale and dark, but every facial feature, when taken apart, was eye-catching, and the combination was also bright and unique, exactly the same structure.

"My name is Wen Yihuan, and I am the second lady of the Wen family." The phantom smiled, his eyes moistened, and when he mentioned the name, there was only infinite sadness and mockery.

Su Jiuge searched in his mind, but he didn't get any information from the Wen family, but his memory jumped back to the day when he first fell into this world, and a woman who was exactly like her sniped Rong Xun.

"You are so bold, shoot the chief, you dare to appear in front of me!" Su Jiuge's face was angry, and he was angry.

Wen Yihuan shook his head: "You are my benefactor, how could I harm the people around you."

"What benefactor?" Su Jiuge asked.

Wen Yihuan and Su Jiuge look exactly the same, but if someone can see the two of them, they will definitely not mistake them.

Su Jiuge's temperament is flamboyant, dyed with a touch of naughtiness, dancing lightly, and Wen Yihuan is more gentle as water, graceful and graceful like the eldest lady in the boudoir.