Nangong Minglu appeared at the Fengyun Ball wearing a white strapless evening dress, holding Ling Haotian's arm, which immediately attracted waves of screams.
Tonight, Nangong Minglu has bright eyes and white teeth, she is pure and graceful, and she is the most beautiful person in the room. There is no doubt that she is the most beautiful person in the room.
The well-tailored white evening gift and a set of ruby jewelry she wore were not purchased by Ling Haotian with her that day. Instead, Ling Haotian found a top master to tailor them according to Nangong Minglu's side.
Ling Haotian didn't understand why he did this. He just felt that he wanted to do it and he would be happy if he did it, so he did it.
Everyone's eyes fell on Ling Haotian and Nangong Minglu. The monk from far away knew how to recite sutras, not to mention that this "monk" was the legendary boss of the famous Yinshang High School!
Han Xiyan was no exception. He was also looking at Nangong Minglu. His graceful figure, elegant manners, dignified and beautiful, calm and noble. This Nangong Minglu was more than a hundred thousand different from the Nangong Minglu in his memory.
Eight thousand miles!
But Nangong Minglu's eyes were looking for Rong Yanwei, and finally she found her brother in the far corner. Nangong Minglu greeted Rong Yanwei with a sweet smile, and Rong Yanwei raised the wine glass in his hand and smiled at Nangong.
Minglu nodded lightly, and looked at Nangong Minglu with eyes full of appreciation and pride.
"Why is Xiaolu's dance partner Ling Haotian?" Yi Xuanchen, who was beside Rong Yanwei, frowned slightly and asked softly.
"I don't know. She has been wandering with her mother for such a long time. She has become accustomed to freedom and likes to run around wildly. I don't really care about her affairs." Rong Yanwei looked at Nangong Minglu and answered with a smile.
For Rong Yanwei, it didn't matter who was Nangong Minglu's dance partner. What was important was that his sister was happy, but Yi Xuanchen looked a little worried.
"Wei, don't you know? Ling Haotian already has a fiancée, and, how should I put it," Yi Xuanchen thought for a moment, "It is said that Ling Haotian's fiancée has an unusual identity and background, and every girl who has been in close contact with Ling Haotian
My son, nothing will end well in the end. For example, he disappears inexplicably, is raped, is disfigured by having acid thrown at him, etc., and the reason that is found out in the end is always a reasonable accident!"
"Really?" Rong Yanwei became alert and turned to look at Yi Xuanchen beside him.
The music started playing, and Yi Xuanchen nodded. Instead of talking to Rong Yanwei, he separated from the crowd and came to Nangong Minglu.
"Xiao Lu, can I invite you to the first dance?" Yi Xuanchen chuckled, bowed slightly, and elegantly extended an invitation to Nangong Minglu.
