In the evening, the birthday party of the richest man's daughter was held in the famous old western-style building of the Republic of China.

Walking into the French Western-style building, the lights are sparkling and luxurious, champagne is placed everywhere, and romantic bouquets of flowers from guests are piled up in the aisles.

When Fu Yin and the others passed through this corridor, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and noses, they thought, fortunately, they don't have any allergies to flowers here.

Ginger Cha Cha's birthday dinner invited many of Seizakura's students.

Fu Yin and Zhang Sichi walked around many corridors, and finally pushed open a white door at the end and walked in.

When I walked in, I saw a professional stylist holding a curling iron and styling Jiang Chacha's hair, while the rest of the makeup was already done.

"Didn't you say you were going to make her?"

Lin Xiaoxiao was stealing food, and her face blushed embarrassedly when she heard the words. And An Liuli, who had set up the flag, sat on the sofa cheekily.

"It's too tiring to get it."

Last night was just a pie, don't take it seriously.

Seeing that they were noisy next to them, Jiang Chacha also bent her lips silently.

Her hair was unusually beautiful in the hands of the stylist, very curly, bells and whistles without being overly exaggerated, and it also exuded a silky sheen, as delicate as a hairstyle only in a girl's comics.

And the face reflected in front of the makeup mirror, well-behaved and sweet, and because he was a year older, his eyebrows and eyes seemed to be longer this night, no longer as green as gardenias, but grew into delicate roses.

She was wearing a champagne pink dress, which was more feminine than the one she had worn before, pink and girlishly sweet.

At this time, she let others style her, and looked in the mirror by herself.

Well, she also thinks it looks good.

Soon, a beautiful smiling face appeared in the mirror.

When they were almost ready, they were dragged to the banquet.

They walked down the spiral retro staircase on the second floor, and the banquet was so gorgeous that it was like the scene she had only seen in Hong Kong films.

Lin Xiaoxiao stood in front and said, "There are a lot of people here today. ”

Jiang Chacha was nervous and squeezed his palms.

Without changing her face, she stood on the stairs and swept down.

I didn't see Bian Jichen.

It seems that he now has a girlfriend, and he will avoid suspicion of his former ambiguous object now.

Seeing that he was not there, Jiang Chacha's stiff shoulders slowly relaxed.

But at the same time, she felt that her heart was inexplicably empty.

Try not to think about it.

When the guests at the banquet heard the sound coming from the stairs, they knew that it was the heroine who had arrived today, so they all stopped laughing and raised their heads.

Jiang Chacha slowly walked down the stairs under everyone's amazing gaze.

It is a staggered, gorgeous and retro venue, where everyone is dressed in gorgeous clothes and decorated with various famous brands that can show their status.

A lot of people came to her with a smile and said happy birthday, ginger tea tea can smell different perfume smells from everyone.

If you smell too much, you will be a little dizzy.

She smiled, having been the vice president of the student council for a long time, she had learned how to deal with others and maintain relationships.

But it's very tiring, and this is just the beginning of the birthday party, so tired.

Finding an opportunity, Jiang Chacha hurried to the corner to eat something to fill his stomach and replenish his energy.

I don't know who came over and said beside her, "Don't you think today's piano sound is familiar?" ”

Jiang Cha Cha listened attentively for a while.

She nodded, "It's a little." ”

"Guess who's playing live today?"

Jiang Cha Cha was stunned, and then looked at the center of the banquet hall.

The antique giant crystal chandelier is particularly bright, and the brilliant light reflected on the man's shoulders shines.

I saw the man sitting in front of the black piano in the center, wearing a white tuxedo, gloves on both hands, dark black hair and dark eyes, reddish lips, drooping eyes, playing black and white piano keys, the lights seemed to favor him extraordinarily, and around him, creating a dream-like atmosphere, he was as holy as a feather, and he was the prince of this kingdom.

It's Cheng Ma.

(End of chapter)