"Mr. Luo, good night. Gong Ji got out of Luo Cheng's arms and lightly printed a kiss on the corner of his lips, with a little piety.

She was afraid that this was the first time she had said goodnight to him, and maybe it would be the last.

"Gong reporter ......" Luo Cheng looked at Gong Ji's little face in a daze, as if choked in his throat.

Gong Ji showed a small smiling flower, and then got into Luo Cheng's arms, hugged the most comfortable position, and soon fell asleep.

Maybe it's a dream. In the dream, she heard what L.A. had said to her, vaguely, like a face in the fog, unable to see or hear.

Early the next morning, Gong Ji was pulled up from the bed by Luo Cheng.

She changed into an evening dress that L.A. had personally chosen for her.

In the mirror, she is dressed in a pure white evening dress, like a fairy who has fallen into the mortal dust. Her long hair was shawl, and her snow-white chest was empty, and she looked a little empty and thin.

At this moment, Luo Cheng came over with a jewelry box, and when he saw Gu Ying's self-pitying Gong Ji, a flash of admiration flashed in his eyes.

"The palace reporter is beautiful. This time, L.A. didn't want to say anything against his will. Gong Xi is a piece of jade, as long as it is carefully carved, it can exude her unique light.

Gong Ji pursed her lips and smiled, a little unaccustomed to Los Angeles's praise.

Luo Cheng took out a gorgeous and dazzling gemstone necklace and helped Gong Ji put it on.

"This is Angel Tears?" Gong Ji asked in disbelief as she saw the gemstone necklace clearly.

"You know the goods, it is the angel's tears. Los Angeles replied with a chuckle.

Gong Ji looked at the tear-shaped gemstone necklace, and didn't dare to wear such a valuable thing. If she accidentally lost this necklace, she couldn't afford to lose it if she sold it.

Angel tears are inlaid with 30 gems and 1,000 diamonds, worth tens of millions of dollars, and are treasures of the British royal family. What Los Angeles got out of nowhere, could it be a goose product?

After thinking about it carefully, Gong Ji felt that this possibility was zero. Los Angeles is a well-known figure in society, and when she attends a big occasion, there is no reason for her to wear a fake necklace, which is the face of the Luo family.

She no longer thinks about anything, and whatever is valuable is something outside of her body.

An hour later, Luo Cheng and Gong Ji appeared at the anniversary banquet together.

As soon as they appeared as husband and wife, everyone was attracted to all their attention. The man is dressed in a black suit, his hair is wild and uninhibited, and his deep facial features are like carved out of the hand of God, so every point is just right. Coupled with his cold and noble temperament, he calmly and wildly like a cheetah, all of which made the heartbeat of the women present accelerate.

The palace concubine beside Luo Cheng is also as beautiful as a fairy, pure as a white rabbit, her soft facial features and fresh temperament like a chrysanthemum also make the men present look at it intently.

As soon as they entered, the spotlight fell on them.

Gong Ji subconsciously closed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, she found a man standing in the crowd, with a pistol in his hand, aimed in her direction. For a moment, she was dumbfounded, forgetting how to react.

Luo Cheng noticed that Gong Xi's expression was different, and he followed her line of sight......

Between the lightning and fire, Luo Cheng stood in front of Gong Xi.

After a gunshot, the screams continued, and the people fled in all directions in panic.

Gong Ji's mind was blank, she looked at the crumbling Luo Cheng with a pale face, and when she saw that he was about to fall, she hurriedly reached out to support his body.

At that moment, she felt a hand full of blood......