Panting and running to the gate of the mansion located in the courtyard, Zheng Hongqin patted his chest and breathed a sigh of relief.

The cringe he had when he met his eldest brother in the corner just now had disappeared without a trace at this moment, and his mentality adjusted very quickly.

However, Zheng Hongqin's quick adjustment of mentality can be regarded as a good thing, otherwise he and those brothers and sisters have not looked up and looked down in the past few years, and if he was depressed every day, then he would have gone crazy a long time ago.

Probably in response to the old saying that fools have foolish blessings, right?

"By the way, Master Fang, there is still nearly an hour before the official start of the birthday banquet, why don't I take you to take a peek at the celebrity backstage?"

After his breath stabilized, Zheng Hongqin suddenly raised his eyebrows, and asked Fang Wuwei beside him with an obscene expression. The appearance of cowering before seemed to be Fang Wuwei's eyes.

"Celebrity backstage?"

Fang Wuwei was still thinking about the attitude of those ghost doctors and Zheng Hongqin's brothers and sisters just now, but at this time, seeing that Zheng Hongqin suddenly changed the topic, he was still a little stunned for a while.

But after thinking about it, Fang Wuwei remembered what Zheng Hongqin said in the car two days ago, as if he had mentioned that there was a celebrity at Grandma Zhengfu's birthday banquet. It is estimated that Zheng Hongqin now wants to take himself to see the stars.

"Come with me, anyway, the birthday banquet is about to start, by the way, I'll take you to visit~"

Without waiting for Fang Wuwei to say anything, Zheng Hongqin hooked Fang Wuwei's shoulders with a wicked smile and dragged Fang Wuwei into the mansion of the Zheng Mansion.

Zhumen Huawu, British luxury.

If the courtyard of the Zheng Mansion is a combination of East and West, it is an artistic treasure. Then at the end of the courtyard, the mansion in the Zheng Mansion no longer has much sense of presence in Oriental art.

A completely European-style mansion, to say the least, has nearly 1,000 square meters. As soon as you enter the half-open door, the gleaming marble floor is the first thing that catches your eye. When you walk through the smooth marble floor, which is not wide, you can feel that the designer has specially isolated a space, which is used to represent the area of the marble floor, which is just an excessive area in the vestibule of the mansion.

The lavish foyer, with its intricate lighting glowing beige, casts a faint shadow on the soft carpet on all four high walls. It was supposed to be yellowed and revealing the hue of the living, but today it has been washed away by the red of the birthday feast.

A huge landscape of longevity, a half-height statue of the birthday star, neatly placed on both sides of the front hall, let people feel the oriental festivity. The service staff of the Zheng Mansion carefully shuttled in the middle of the front hall, wearing red horse coats or cheongsams, which looked even more festive.

In the softly carpeted vestibule, there were already dignitaries in neat suits or traditional costumes talking to each other. They let out a few laughs, or nodded and whispered, trying to make as many friends as possible to escort their careers.

"Master Fang, go here. I'll show you where you're sitting at the table that night, and then I'll take you backstage to the star. ”

Although Zheng Hongqin didn't often see such festive decorations, this was still his home after all, so he didn't have much excitement, just pulled Fang Wuwei from the edge of the luxurious front hall to the main hall behind.

"Oh. . . ”

Fang Wuwei, who was shocked by this luxurious decoration for a moment, looked around, and passively moved forward, walking towards the backstage at the end of the hall.

。。。。。。。

"Master Fang, you sit at this table when you have a birthday banquet in the evening. ”

When passing by the dozens of round tables in the hall with neat tableware, Zheng Hongqin specially pointed to Fang Wuwei's seat at dinner in the evening.

No matter where the banquet is, there will always be a distinction between the main and secondary tables. Therefore, Zheng Hongqin, as the host, still carefully introduced the details that need to be paid attention to at night with Fang Wuwei.

This table is located on the right side of the hall, very close to the stage, and should be regarded as the main table.

"I'll sit at the main table, but I'll come running when I'm almost done. ”

Zheng Hongqin added with a grin as he pointed to a large round table on the left side of the stage as he walked. Although he is an illegitimate child, he can be regarded as a member of the Zheng Mansion. And he is deeply loved by his grandmother, so it is natural for him to sit at the main table.

Nodding thoughtfully, he secretly noted the location of the round table. When Fang Wuwei passed by the round table he was going to sit at night, he found that two chairs had been pulled out on the side of the round table.

"Huh?"

There are two chairs separated by several seats, one with a small beige LV pouch on the seat and a navy blue trench coat neatly stacked on the other.

[Has anyone already come?]

With such a brief thought popping up in his mind, Fang Wuwei quickly continued to walk backstage with Zheng Hongqin, not thinking about it anymore.

Several utility rooms that were independently isolated temporarily served as the backstage of tonight's Zhengfu birthday banquet. Even though the weather outside is still a little chilly, with the heating in the background, it looks as hot as summer.

The smell of rouge powder on my face was already a little greasy just by standing nearby.

Yinghuanyan danced, girls wearing various performance costumes, chattering beside them, leaving a faint fragrance. And the girls are like congealed white skin, swaying under the light, which makes people a little confused.

Fang Wuwei walked in front of a woman, her eyeshadow eyes glanced at random, her eyes were like silk, turning a thousand times, euphemistically and hotly conveying her inner thoughts.

Fang Wuwei passed by a young girl, painting a light red lipstick, the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, her peach cheeks were smiling, clear as autumn chrysanthemums, pure and seductive to express the beauty of youth.

Fang Wuwei rushed behind a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, painted with fresh and elegant makeup, like the sun, moon and stars to attract everyone's attention.

The double pupils are sheared, sparkling. The teeth are like rhinoceros, white and flawless. It seems to have a clear air that is not tolerated by the world, and it seems to have a strange brutality, which makes people can't guess and can't see clearly. But it makes people realize that the moment they see her, they are already attracted by her face.

Then I saw the girl wearing this beige evening dress and pink makeup, slapping Zheng Hongqin's head and scolding playfully:

"Zheng Hongqin, what the hell have you been doing lately!"

“？！”

Turning his head in surprise, Fang Wuwei was stunned, why is this girl's painting style different from others?

“！！”

Zheng Hongqin, who was photographed, was also stunned, and secretly said in his heart that it was not good, but he didn't expect this eldest lady of the West family, who no one could afford to provoke, to come!!