On the corridor on the third floor of the hotel, Yan Jiaren stood silently at the elevator entrance, saw her coming over and looked up at the small living room at the end of the corridor, and said in a low voice: "The young marshal has just come out of the VIP room, and he is in the living room at this moment!" ”

"Got it, you guys go down first!" Yan Jiaren looked at the small living room in front of her, took a deep breath, stepped forward on her high heels.

The soft carpet hid the sharp footsteps of her high heels, and in the small living room, Mu Feichi sat on the single sofa by the window, with a notebook on the table in front of him, and the direction he was facing happened to be the entrance of her walkway, and she raised her head from the laptop screen as soon as she approached Mu Feichi.

Mu Feichi's cold eyes fell on Yan Meiren, an uninvited guest, and the displeasure of being disturbed was undisguised, and the eyes that looked at her were also a little sharper.

At just one glance, Yan Jiaren had the illusion of being in the ice and snow outside, and this man was still as cold and arrogant as ever towards women.

Such an unstoppable arrogance, in a king like him who came down from the battlefield, is not disgusting at all!

On the contrary, there is a kind of enigmatic magic that deeply attracts the unique heroic complex and aesthetic of their women.

Whether it is a cynical wealthy young master, a ruthless shopping mall elite, or an elegant gentleman's son, these men are missing a little unique taste in her eyes.

But Mu Feichi is different, he was born with a noble background, he was born with arrogance and unbeatable coldness, after inheriting the position of the person in power, even if he was in the army, the Mu family's family business was not affected in the slightest!

And he is still a soldier, and his iron-blooded wrists and the heroic aura of killing on his body make her even more crazy and obsessed!

Although the Yan family is not a high-ranking family in Kyoto, they are backed by a famous family like the Jiang family, which also gives them a little more confidence than other families.

She worked so hard to study abroad, just so that she would be qualified to match him when she returned to China in the future, and if she hadn't heard some inside information that was still confirmed, she wouldn't have been able to return to China in such a hurry.

I thought that he would definitely come after holding a reception ball and asking his cousin to send him an invitation, but he didn't come for her!

"Young Marshal ......" stepped forward, Yan Meiren pulled out a standard smile, and looked at the cold-eyed man in the sofa with a hostess attitude.

"I happened to be holding a dance party downstairs, and I heard that they happened to be in the hotel, so I shouldn't have bothered you, right?"

In front of him, Yan Jiaren unconsciously softened her temperament, and she didn't even dare to speak too arrogantly, for fear that in the eyes of the person she liked, she was a daughter who had no one in her eyes and no celebrity cultivation.

It's a pity that Mu Feichi didn't eat her at all, his gloomy eyes fell on the monitoring screen of the notebook, and he could see every move of the dance party downstairs clearly.

Yun Ziling and Liang Xinyi argued and ridiculed each other for a long time, attracting the attention of many guests around them.

The two of them made a fuss, but Yan Jiaren came to him instead, and if she didn't return to the ball, he knew very well that the girl's plan would fail because of him.

This is one of the factors that she can't control when she lays out, after all, he didn't expect Yan Jiaren to come up, and when she just left in the surveillance, he guessed that his whereabouts were exposed.

Furrowing his eyebrows slightly, he turned his notebook to Shangyan Beauty, and reminded him indifferently: "Miss Yan, something happened to your ball." ”

Yan Jiaren looked at the laptop screen, and the focus was not on the ball, but on his actions to watch the ball, which made her a little confused.

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