Chapter Eighty-Three: The Atmosphere Freezes
Under the guidance of the guards, enter from the side hall, avoid the crowded gambling hall, and walk on the soft and comfortable red carpet.
Ling Lan looked at the decorations and ornaments on both sides as she walked, there were zodiac signs and constellation charts, and the order of arrangement was also very particular, in addition to being pleasing to the eye, there should be feng shui fortune, after all, this is a gambling house.
Walking around into a hall, the eyes are spacious and bright, more elegant than the golden splendor outside, every place seems to have been carefully carved, including the carvings on the tables and chairs.
The eyes fell on the stage on the left-hand side, the light gauze curtain was windless and automatic, and it was full of mystery in its elegance.
"Master Mo, you really came along."
Guan Liang's voice came out of thin air, and he was soon seen appearing from the right with a lazy step.
"Aren't you welcome?" Mo Ziyu responded bluntly, with a cold and arrogant attitude.
Guan Liang smiled mildly and had an excellent attitude: "How come, I can't ask for it." ”
At this time, Ling Lan finally saw the other party's appearance clearly, her eyebrows and eyes were clear, her facial features were handsome, her face looked tender like Fu powder, and she didn't know how to maintain it so well? The body is thin and weak, and his gestures are gentle and amiable, but he lacks a little bit of masculinity.
Saying that, Guan Liang ignored Mo Ziyu and came directly to Ling Lan.
"Miss Ling, this mask is not comfortable to wear, so it is better to take it off!"
Ling Lan chuckled: "Guan Gongzi is right, he is indeed panicked. ”
As she spoke, she happily took off her mask and straightened her hair by the way.
"By the way, Mr. Guan, I don't know how you found me?" She asked nonchalantly.
Mo Ziyu frowned, and when she put the mask aside, displeasure flashed in her eyes, but she endured it and didn't have a seizure.
Guan Liang's smile is very warm, which makes people feel like a spring breeze.
"If you want to find someone else, it's hard to say, because you're coming with Lord Mo, so it's easier."
Ling Lan was speechless, the last time she was worried about being implicated by Mo Ziyu, she proposed that they would not be able to go together, but the result was still the same.
It's all because the man's aura is too strong, and the mask can't hide his identity at all.
Thoughts flashed and she smiled reluctantly: "I see, it's because Lord Mo is too well-known." ”
After speaking, she apologized for the last time she missed the appointment, and the other party was very understanding and offered to understand, and said that she was very happy to come this time.
This man is simply the best warm man.
Mo Ziyu's face was already very ugly, but fortunately, he was still wearing a mask and would not scare others, but despite this, the air pressure near him was extremely low, and the temperature seemed to have dropped.
Guan Liang waved his hand at the stage, and through the looming veil, he could see a figure flickering inside.
In front of the low table, sitting on the soft futon, Ling Lan was in the middle, Guan Liang and Mo Ziyu were on both sides, and there were beautiful girls who brought tea and pastries and fruits, and this treatment was upgraded at once.
When the maids retreated, the bright light gradually faded, and became a warm color that was very soft, only slightly brighter on the stage.
Ling Lan clearly heard Mo Ziyu's cold snort, obviously disdainful of it.
She thought that the man was wary and hostile to Guan Liang, whether it was Zhao Kang's murder before or the whereabouts of the shark bead that You Zhi said this time were related to the other party, so she didn't think much about it.
In the silence, there is a melodious and tactful guzheng sound on the stage, which is pleasant to the ear, making people unconsciously relax, and a light singing voice comes after the prelude...
This lyric is Ling Lan's favorite, she has listened to it countless times, but this time it may be because of the "live version", she thinks it is better than before, it is pleasant, and it is definitely a feast for the ears.
And she could hear that there was a change in the tune, which showed that Guan Liang had modified it, and it sounded more perfect.
At the end of the song, Ling Lan took the lead in applauding and praised without hesitation.
At the end of the song, the performers on the stage retreated, and the lights in the hall turned on again.
Guan Liang shook his head modestly: "The real talented person is you, I just changed it slightly." ”
Mo Ziyu grabbed the teacup hard and brought it to his lips and drank it all, and when he put it back in place, it made a crisp sound, as if it was deliberately made to be heard.
Ling Lan turned her head to look at him, feeling that the other party's state seemed to be different from what she had guessed.
Guan Liang was calm: "Master Mo has always been quiet, it is not easy to sit here and listen, but Miss Ling is still powerful." ”‘
Mo Ziyu finally raised his head, and his eyes were full of frost when he was exposed: "After listening to the song, let's talk about business!" ”
Guan Liang was puzzled, and his face was puzzled: "Master Mo, our business today is to listen to music and talk about lyrics. ”
Mo Ziyu raised his hand to support the table, and the negative emotions gradually subsided.
In the subtle atmosphere, Guan Liang said tentatively: "Other than that, I don't know what else is going on?" ”
As he spoke, his gaze fell on Ling Lan and asked with his eyes.
"Shark Zhu, are you familiar?"
Unexpectedly, Mo Ziyu was so straightforward, and Ling Lan automatically reduced her sense of existence.
She lowered her eyes and looked at the teacup and couldn't help but be stunned, the tea in the jade teacup was green and rippling, there were three small glass fish at the bottom of the cup, and when the teacup was shaking, the glass fish seemed to swim with it, beautiful,
While she was looking at Xiao Yu, there was already a silent battle between the two men, and she didn't notice it at all.
When she realized that something was wrong with the silence around her, Mo Ziyu had already stood up.
"Guan Gongzi still has something to do, let's go back first."
At the same time, Guan Liang also stood up, not to be outdone, and looked at Mo Ziyu.
"Miss Ling, there is another reluctant request, if you can, can you take a step to speak?"
Ling Lan obviously sensed that the atmosphere had fallen into a freezing point, and the expressions of the two of them were not right.
She had a headache, why should she be involved?
"I suddenly remembered that there is something important, you guys talk slowly, I have to go back first, Guan Gongzi, let's make an appointment another day!" Without waiting for the two to react, she hurried towards the way she came.
There was no sound behind her for a while, and she guessed that Mo Ziyu didn't come out with her, okay, I don't know which nerve of the man didn't match it, so it's better to stay away from him.
Put on a mask and go outside alone, take a deep breath and feel the fresh air, and your mood gradually improves.
"I'm in a hurry to leave."
Ling Lan, who had just relaxed and was about to leave, paused at her feet, turned around and looked at Mo Ziyu, who came behind her without knowing when, speechless, what did the other party mean?
"Are you angry? I don't understand. She was blunt.
Mo Ziyu's face was still calm, and he said in a low voice: "Didn't you just immerse yourself in it and make an appointment with someone to say goodbye?" ”
Ling Lan repeated his words in her heart, and her patience disappeared: "That song is really good, I like it very much, now I'm going to work in the shop, what else do you have to do?" ”
Hearing the stiffness and displeasure in her tone, Mo Ziyu's emotions went out of control without warning.
Strode forward and grabbed her wrist, and pulled her away.
"What are you doing? Let go! ”
Ling Lan struggled to break free, but found that the man's hand was extremely strong, and he staggered a few steps before he saw Tianyi with a complicated expression and the carriage behind him...