Ling Cang returned to school. Jiang Wenxuan also went home. As soon as he entered the door, he bumped into Jiang Mingxian with a gloomy face: "Where have you been."
"Ah... I went out to wander around twice." Jiang Wenxuan laughed dryly: "I didn't go out for a while. I won't be back soon."
"Wenxuan, you are not young anymore. Why are you always as willful as a pudding... you sneak out from time to time. Do you know how worried I am..." Jiang Mingxian sighed and said helplessly: "I know. There are a few bodyguards behind me. You find it annoying. But now is a special period..."
"Brother..." Jiang Wenxuan interrupted Jiang Mingxian very carefully: "Why are you talking in the same tone as Ling Cang now..."
"You and Ling Cang went out."
"yes."
"Oh." Jiang Mingxian nodded with relief: "Then I'll be relieved."
"You don't trust me. Don't worry about that little brat."
"Although this little kid is young, he has a very mature mind. He looks a little stupid, but in fact he is very smart..." Jiang Mingxian glanced at his sister and said meaningfully: "I'm telling you, he is better than you. "
"Oh..." Jiang Wenxuan has always wanted to be strong. In the past, if she heard her brother say that someone was better than herself, she would definitely argue. But this time she didn't take it seriously: "By the way, brother, do you know Ding Maozhong?"
"Ding Maozhong... is quite tall. He looks quite polite. He always has a sneer on his face."
"right."
"Probably more than three years ago. He came to Minghai from the south. He is mainly engaged in the real estate industry. He seems to have a strong economic background. However, the climate here in Minghai is not suitable, and the development results are mediocre. As for more, I will not understood."
"This person seems to be quite crazy. He doesn't take our family seriously."
"You had a conflict with him."
"It wasn't me. It was Ling Cang who had a fight with his son. He rushed over to take Ling Cang away. I happened to meet him and wanted to save Ling Cang. But it seemed that he didn't want to give face."
"His son is also in Minghai No. 1 Middle School. There can't be any big conflict between him and Ling Cang. At most, it's just a fight between children. If Ding Maozhong goes to war over such a small thing, it shows that his temper is limited. It also shows that he is a person. It won't be a great weapon. But..." Jiang Mingxian thought for a moment, and then added: "It's better to investigate, lest another powerful dragon appears in Minghai and we are still kept in the dark."
"How are you going to investigate?"
"No one here in the north knows about him. I guess the southern family should know something about him. If you haven't even heard of the southern family, then this person is not something to be afraid of. But..." Jiang Mingxian shook his head in embarrassment: "I just don't know. Is the Southern Family willing to help us?"
On the day of the reception, Jiang Wenxuan arrived early, but after waiting for a while, Ling Cang was nowhere to be seen.
"Lingcang, you little bitch. If you dare to be late, I will go to your school and skin you. If you dare to let me go, I will throw you back to Daxinganling to feed the tigers..." Jiang Wenxuan was cursing fiercely. .I accidentally discovered a young man sitting not far away.
This young man is not very old. He is wearing a dark gray suit. Normally, the color dark gray is not suitable for young people. But when this suit is worn on him, it looks very decent and shows a kind of elegance.
Nowadays, men spend a lot of time on their hair. They tend to catch up with women and often make many tricks. He is not the same. He just has a very ordinary flat hair, but it is very attractive. With a handsome face, it makes people look very attractive at first glance. Have a good impression.
What is different from other young masters is that he has a bookish air about him and is not vulgar at all. It seems that he has been here for a while. He has been standing there looking at Jiang Wenxuan. However, Jiang Wenxuan did not feel disgusted. If it were put in the past, at least he would not be disgusted. Keep your eyes open.
After a while, the young man came over and made a "please" gesture very elegantly: "Can we go in?"
"Who are you?" Jiang Wenxuan frowned slightly and asked strangely: "Do we know each other?"
"You didn't recognize me."
"The voice sounds familiar. But... I have never seen you before."
The young master smiled and shook his head: "Don't be kidding me. I've been standing there for a long time. How could you never recognize me?"
"Hey, if you want to get a girl, this method is too old-fashioned. You are also looking for the wrong target." Jiang Wenxuan sneered and told the other party rudely: "I am waiting for someone. I am not interested in playing riddles with you. Trouble. You go away immediately. Otherwise I will call security."
Young Master sighed helplessly: "It's me..."
"Who are you?" Jiang Wenxuan said, raising her hand to greet the security guard not far away.
"Miss Jiang, do you still remember the bitch Ling by the Daming Lake?"
"You..." Jiang Wenxuan was stunned when she heard these words: "You are Ling Cang."
"yes."
If the voices were not exactly the same, Jiang Wenxuan would not believe it at all. The good young man in front of her was the poor student from the mountainous area. She looked carefully, up and down, and finally confirmed that it was Ling Cang himself.
Her hair was combed meticulously and without those off-putting black-rimmed glasses. Ling Cang looked so handsome. His facial features and figure had not changed. How could a person show such a big difference before and after? Jiang Wenxuan Quite puzzling: "You went to South Korea."
"Even if I go for plastic surgery, I can't do it so fast." Ling Cang shook his head helplessly: "It's just that you told me that I can't embarrass you, so I dressed up properly."
"I didn't expect it. It turns out you can..." Jiang Wenxuan subconsciously wanted to praise Ling Cang. However, thinking of Ling Cang's various irritating performances in the past, she swallowed her words again: "Okay. Let's go in."
"Please." Ling Cang bowed slightly and stretched out his right arm to point toward the door. Jiang Wenxuan naturally took her hand.
This cocktail party was actually hosted by a club for rich and powerful children. Therefore, most of the people present were young people. They had nothing to do. They just gathered together to chat. Only when Ling Cang walked into the venue did he realize that there were many familiar faces.
Except for Lin Xuening, several people who had a good relationship with Ling Cang were there, including Shen Fanlei. When Liang Xiangyu saw Ling Cang, he walked over quickly: "Boss, you are here too."
"Well, thanks to Miss Jiang's invitation..." Ling Cang pointed at Jiang Wenxuan politely and replied with a smile: "Come here and feel a little noble."
Shen Fanlei had been chatting with Liang Xiangyu. When he heard this sentence, he asked strangely: "When did you recognize a boss again?"
"My boss has never been changed." Liang Xiangyu said innocently: "This is Ling Cang. You didn't recognize it."
Liang Xiangyu had seen another face of Ling Cang. As for Shen Fanlei, although he had seen the performance at the art festival and knew that Ling Cang would look handsome in a suit, he never thought that Ling Cang would take off the appearance of the sharp guy on campus. Later, you can still be so personable: "Ah... it's you. I didn't recognize it for a moment."
"Leilei, you guys are already here..." Jiang Wenxuan knew that Shen Fanlei was Ling Cang's girlfriend, but she didn't know that the two had broken up. She felt that it was not good to hold Ling Cang's arm in front of his girlfriend, so she She let go of her hand. For a moment, she suddenly felt a little reluctant to leave: "You guys talk first. I'll go over there and say hello to my friend."
Jiang Wenxuan had just left. Ding Shijia came over and said, "Everyone is here. Why is it so lively?" After saying this, Ding Shijia noticed Ling Cang: "What do you call this person? I haven't seen him before."
"We've met before. And we're very familiar with each other." Ling Cang reminded with a smile of unknown meaning: "I met your father two days ago."
"You have met my father." Ding Shijia recalled it carefully. Finally, he shook his head in confusion: "I'm sorry. I didn't remember."
"I'll give you another chance. Make a good guess. There will be a prize for the correct answer."
"I'm sorry. I really can't remember..." Ding Shijia smiled and shook his head. Speaking of which, he was still very graceful. He treated people generously and decently. From the moment he met Ling Cang, he behaved very politely and well-mannered. The look of being frightened by Ling Cang two days ago has disappeared. If the other person was a stranger, I would be very happy to make friends with him. "Stop joking. Just tell me."
"My name is Ling Cang."
"Ah..." Ding Shijia was stunned: "Which Ling Cang."
"From Minghai No. 1 Middle School." Ling Cang reminded with a slight smile: "We are classmates. Have you forgotten?"
Ding Shijia took another good look at Ling Cang and finally discovered that the voice and facial features were clearly that of Ling Cang: "You...why are you like this?"
"Then what should I look like?"
Ding Shijia wanted to say: "You should be earthy and sharp, not handsome and gentle." But in front of so many people, he was embarrassed to say it too directly. So he changed his way of saying: "I think this This is not the place you should come."
"I can come wherever people can come."
"Why can't my boss come?" Liang Xiangyu added next to him: "The person who invited him here is none other than the daughter of the Jiang family."
"Really..." Ding Shijia felt very uncomfortable. It was not because Ling Cang climbed up the big tree of the Jiang family, but because Ling Cang could be so handsome. He had always been very confident when he stood in front of Ling Cang. I don't know. Why is he so ashamed of himself? He feels like he looks like a nouveau riche, but Ling Cang behaves like a hereditary noble.
He secretly pinched his thigh a few times. Pain bursts came from his leg, telling him that this was not a dream. But he still couldn't figure out why a person could show such a big difference before and after.