[Congratulations on achieving your goal of holding a banquet worth four million and successfully maintaining your personality.] √】

Although I don't know how many people came to the banquet held by Jiang Chacha this time, the decoration on the scene is quite good.

The luxury car she didn't have to rent this time was directly asked by Jiang Yihan to drive the new Rolls-Royce that she liked to mention.

When he saw her walking downstairs, Jiang Yihan directly carried the keys to his new car, played handsome in front of her, turned the key around with his fingers, and said with a hippie smile: "How about it, brother's new car is handsome, take you for a ride." ”

Jiang Chacha stared at him with green hair, and ruthlessly dismantled him directly, "Can you drive." ”

The smile on Jiang Yihan's face instantly stiffened, and his arrogance was instantly reduced by half, and he stomped his feet angrily, "Hmph, when the master is a few years old, he will drive a different car every day and whistle your downstairs." ”

"I'll sue you for disturbing the people."

Jiang Chacha was too lazy to argue with him, so the two of them got into his car directly and went to the Delo Hotel at Fuyin's house on Yihe Road.

After two days of preparation, Jiang Chacha took the elevator and looked at the set of the banquet that had been 100% completed, and was very satisfied.

It's six o'clock in the afternoon.

The banquet starts at half past seven in the evening.

There is still an hour and a half left.

Jiang Chacha was a little expectant, and couldn't help but sit on the steps alone, holding her cheeks, and sighing.

She figured that no one had come to the banquet either.

Although she doesn't care about the actual number of people who come, after all, it is a banquet that costs money, so no matter how you say it, you can't waste this money. Moreover, this is also the first time in her life that she has done such a big thing, holding a banquet, banquet list, invitations or something, all of which are done by herself, and there is an indescribable sense of ceremony, no matter how you say it, it is a rare experience.

Therefore, if there are really only a few people, I may really feel a little sad.

She just received a message from Fu Yin, saying that she was coming, although people don't know whether to admit it or not, but Fu Yin is her self-confessed good friend in the game, or the "major shareholder" of this banquet, so it is reasonable that she must go out to greet her in person.

No, before Fu Yin arrived, she was already waiting on the first floor. As a result, Jiang Chacha found that he had come too early and was worried about the banquet, so he sat alone on the steps of the small side door, holding his cheeks and sighing.

Bian Jichen hasn't seen Jiang Chacha for a long time.

When was the last time they met, he had forgotten that it was near the end of the semester a while ago, and he was busy, and the maintenance of interpersonal relationships was much less, not to mention this ginger chacha, which was not a friend.

His mother returned home.

I got off the private jet last night and stayed at this Delo Hotel for the time being, and he is now in a car to pick her up.

Mother had just taken off her windbreaker when she arrived in J City, and she hadn't gotten used to the temperature here, and when she saw him, she nodded and didn't speak, and naturally someone behind her was carrying a suitcase for her, and she was making a phone call on her mobile phone in front of her, talking while walking on high heels.

Bian Jichen didn't speak.

The two walked out of the hotel door, and there was a customer's phone on the mother's side, so they walked away alone and answered there.

With a faint expression, he stood alone in front of the hotel window and played with his mobile phone.

As soon as he walked over, he noticed a woman sitting on the steps of a side door that had not been completed in a few steps.

She completely ignored the fact that she was wearing a dress, the long skirt was just like this she sat on the stone steps, she supported her hands on her knees, her delicate little face was supported by her hands, she held her cheeks, frowned slightly, and a pair of talking eyes looked at the tall buildings outside in a daze.

Her cascading fishtail skirt was pressed by her, as if she was not afraid of dust, the skirt slid down the steps very casually, her long skirt was a charming and mysterious lilac, I couldn't see any material, but it was sparkling, like the purple gauze mist on the mermaid's body, fluffy, and this dreamy purple fluttered lightly with the wind.

Coupled with the slightly sad expression on her face and frowning eyebrows, she really looked like a princess on the run.

Bian Jichen really thought that he would meet her in the Delo Hotel, but he didn't expect to meet her.

The party she had made a lot of noise on the school forum was something that anyone who could surf the Internet knew about in the Sakura.

When he found out about this, he was playing games with friends in an Internet café, and when he heard that there was such a list, he thought that with Jiang Chacha's character, he would definitely invite him to go. He moved the mouse, and as a result, his name was not found in the list.

Jiang Cha Cha she really talked and counted, she really didn't invite him.

At that moment, his mood seemed to have just breathed a sigh of relief, and before he could breathe, his heart was filled with something indescribable, although he couldn't tell how uncomfortable it was, but it was stuffy and suffocating, like being exposed to the sun.

Bian Jichen didn't bother her, he silently put the phone in his pocket, and then stood on the side of her blind spot, silently observing her.

He only remembered the last time they met, it seemed to be in Qiu Huating's house. She was drunk on cocktails and dressed in a school uniform, she was completely unconscious, her curly hair was scattered and half of her face was covered. Her cheeks were reddened like smoke, she had lost her usual claws, and that night, in the room of only two people, was so quiet that the only thing was the faint flicker of a little street lamp that leaked in from the outside on the balcony with the curtains drawn.

It's night, although it's not dark yet, but the street lights have been turned on, and there is a light next to her that has started today's work, the sky is the deep blue of the ocean, and the dim light is falling on her body, the junction of cold and warm, invisibly adding a layer of atmosphere.

In the deep blue sky, a pale white crescent moon has already appeared.

The stars have not yet appeared, but tonight in the city, there are probably no stars, and together with the unsightly feelings, they are buried in the dark and deep night of summer.

In July, she blew the cool evening breeze, and her bangs were blown by the wind, one moment like a dandelion, blown in the air, and the other time there was no wind, and then obediently pressed against her eyelids. And her eyelids drooped, listless, and her cheeks were also breathing with the wind, deflated for a while, and bulging again, and her cheeks seemed to be stuffed with two sugars.

He didn't know how long he had been watching her.

"What are you looking at?"

Even when his mother came over, he was shocked when she spoke up.

His cold eyes looked away slightly embarrassed, his face was cold, and his voice was cold, "It's okay." ”

The mother seemed to notice the person he was looking at just now, and also looked at Jiang Chacha on the steps not far away, she took a deep look, didn't comment on anything, then turned around with her bag, Bian Jichen's personality seemed to follow his mother, "Let's go." ”

Jiang Chacha didn't know that Bian Jichen had come over just now.

She was in a daze for half an hour, then left to pick up Fu Yin, and when she received Miss Fu, she also happened to receive a bouquet of flowers.

The receptionist at the front desk of the hotel said: "Miss Jiang, someone just now ordered a bouquet of flowers and sent it over, saying that I wish you a smooth banquet this time." ”

(End of chapter)