He didn't come to the ball, but he was always paying attention to the ball, what did he mean by that?

Mu Feichi's mind has never been able to figure it out, and she doesn't dare to delve into it.

Being reminded by him like this, Yan Jiaren smiled awkwardly, but her brain spun quickly.

She can understand that the young marshal does not attend the ball, after all, looking at the whole of Kyoto, the banquet that can be attended by him can be counted on half a hand!

But he has been paying attention to her dance scene, and now he is reminding her that the dance party is in chaos, does this want to see her wrist to deal with sudden accidents or is it just a kind reminder?

Does his concern for her mean that she finally has a chance to get closer to him?

She couldn't figure out his thoughts, and it took a while to squeeze out a sentence: "Do you want the young marshal to go down and have a drink together?" The prom invites all friends from this circle. ”

She didn't dare to say that she should be able to meet his acquaintances, everyone was eager to climb him, she could become his acquaintances, and there were very few who were recognized by him, who dared to put gold on her face without fear of death?

"I've got something to do." A simple sentence directly shows his refusal.

"Okay...... If you are busy and free, welcome to the ball! ”

Even if she was unwilling to leave like this, people were obviously not happy to appreciate her face, and she didn't have the courage to be reluctant, so she could only leave with disappointment.

How happy you are when you come, how depressed you are when you leave.

Mu Feichi didn't look at her much, and turned his head to look at the monitor on the laptop screen, his little thing set up such a big game, and he couldn't finally fold it in his hand.

Otherwise, with his temperament, Yan Meiren would be so abruptly disturbed, he would not have a good face.

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At the dance party, because of the dispute between Liang Xinyi and Yun Ziling, the surrounding guests looked at them angrily.

Especially Liang Xinyi deliberately raised the volume to mention the dress on Yun Ziling's body, and intentionally or unintentionally pointed out the identity of Director Yun Ziling's daughter, which attracted a lot of attention around her.

Yan Meiren's design works are expensive, and the purchasing power of a director's daughter is directly related to Yun Yuanfeng's salary level, and the more Liang Xinyi says and analyzes, the more she feels that the origin of the dress on her body is unknown.

If it's not that the origin of the dress is unknown, then the source of the money to buy the dress is unknown, after all, she knows very well that Liang Xiuqin is not as rich as she was when she first came to Kyoto, otherwise it would be impossible to blackmail her into spending money to buy the qualifications to stay in the Yun family!

She has a general idea of how much the director earns each month, but even if the income is not low, it is not easy to casually spend 30,000 yuan to buy a dress that is only worn once.

So she grabbed this and didn't let it go, if she really wanted to find out Yun Yuanfeng's corruption, then there would really be a good show to watch!

Liang Xiuqin saw that Yun Ziling was bullied by Liang Xinyi, and she couldn't bear to come over, staring at Liang Xinyi with the demeanor of a hen protecting her chickens.

Yun Ziling was already weak-hearted, and Liang Xinyi was still in front of her, so she couldn't think of a way to remind her of her mother's dress for a while, which made Liang Xiuqin think that it was just Liang Xinyi's envy and jealousy and deliberately finding fault.

But when she realized that Liang Xinyi's attention had been on this dress, it was too late!

Because, Yan Jiaren has returned to the dance scene!

As soon as Yun Ziling saw Yan Jiaren coming back, she subconsciously wanted to hide, but Yan Meiren walked straight towards her as if she had seen something.

She had come back to deal with the dispute here, and before she could see what the guest looked like, she noticed the dress on her body.

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