"I heard something seems to have happened to Long Lingyu"
Opposite me, Ge Songni's hand stroking her hair paused, and she looked at Jing Miao with smoky eyes, seemingly a little surprised that she suddenly mentioned that person.
"I've never heard of such a thing."
Ge Songni's tone was calm, she put down her hair by her ears and began to twiddle her fingers, looking bored.
"Miss Ge, I just want to know what happened to him and why he was suddenly taken away by the Discipline Inspection Commission. Can you help me ask..."
Jing Miao didn't expect that Ge Songni, who she had little friendship with, could help. Now she just wanted to know what happened to Long Lingyu.
The feeling of not knowing anything makes people feel uncomfortable. She doesn't like this feeling, she doesn't like it very much.
Ge Songni curled her lips and said in a somewhat impatient tone, "I never ask my father about these official matters and he doesn't allow me to interfere in these matters."
Jing Miao's heart dropped slightly, and she was so choked by Ge Songni's words that she could no longer speak.
"However," Ge Songni suddenly changed the topic, "I do know someone who works at the Discipline Inspection Commission. Maybe that person can help you."
Jing Miao was overjoyed, and her eyes that had darkened just now suddenly brightened up, "Really? That's great, thank you, thank you very much."
Seeing Jing Miao's excitement, Ge Songni narrowed her eyes and asked, "What's your relationship with Long Lingyu?"
"He is a soldier that my father once led."
Jing Miao answered briefly, and Ge Songni withdrew her gaze, grabbed the handbag on one side, and pulled Jing Miao up.
"Where are we going?"
"Go find that person"
Ge Songni was acting fast and drove Jing Miao directly to an apartment on the mountainside. Looking from a distance, the castle-like villa stood tall and brightly lit, decorating the place like a dream in a fairy tale.
Ge Songni walked in front with a familiar face. When the waiters saw her, they all accurately called her name, "Miss Ge". Judging from the situation, Ge Songni should come to this place often.
In the brightly lit hall, the fragrant shoulders of the woman in the dress could be vaguely seen. Jing Miao hesitated for a moment. Ge Songni realized that the person behind her did not follow her footsteps, and turned to look at Jing Miao.
"Aren't you looking for someone? That person is inside. If it weren't for the fact that he likes to turn off his phone after work, I wouldn't have brought you here. Aren't you anxious to know about that person?"
Ge Songni took off the white rabbit fur outside, handed it to the waiter at the door, and went in without looking back.
Jing Miao quickly followed and refused the waiter's thoughtful offer to bring her coat.
Graceful piano music flowed in bursts, and gorgeously dressed men and women held goblets and chatted in low voices. Jing Miao walked around, and her stomach began to churn again due to the warmth and various aromas inside.
Finally, when she was almost unable to hold on any longer, she found Ge Songni standing at the corner of the stairs.
"Why did you come?"
Ge Songni was a little displeased, but she didn't expect that when she entered this hall, she felt like a fish in water and disappeared without a trace.
"sorry"
Jing Miao apologized softly
Standing next to Ge Songni is a man with a Chinese character, about thirty years old, with a slight smile on his lips when he is not speaking, and he seems to be very approachable.
"If you want to know anything, just ask him, Mo Yuanyang."
After Gesongni made a hasty introduction, she took the wine glass and walked not far away.
The scene was awkward for a moment. Is there anyone who introduces people like this? Jing Miao couldn't help but criticize Ge Songni's arrogant behavior in her heart, but she still smiled slowly on her face, "Hello, my name is Jing Miao."
Mo Yuanyang always maintained that faint smile and spoke in a smooth voice, like a host on a TV station, "I heard Song say, about that case, I'm sorry, this is our rule, no matter what
When the conclusion is made, it will not be leaked.”
Jing Miao was slightly disappointed, but she also understood that these were the rules.
"Sorry, I'm sorry."
Mo Yuanyang's eyes suddenly focused on the door of the hall, and without waiting for Jing Miao to say anything else, he had already gone there.
Jing Miao was still unwilling to give in and wanted to know more information. She already owed Ge Songni a favor by coming here and she didn't want to return empty-handed.
Jing Miao, who was a few steps slower, chased after her, only to see Lan Xinya, who was wearing a deep V sapphire blue dress, standing quietly in the middle of the hall. She had the outstanding temperament of a ballet dancer who has practiced ballet for many years, but she just stood there quietly.
, it has already attracted the attention of everyone present.
Mo Yuanyang had already approached Lan Xinya. He was tall and straight, leaning forward slightly.
Jing Miao could clearly see that the smile on Mo Yuanyang's face at this moment was no longer the stereotyped smile just now, as if he was wearing a mask, but a sincere smile.
Some female guests around started talking quietly, "Lan Xinya? Didn't you go abroad before? Why are you back again?"
"No, I committed suicide on the day of Second Young Master Xiu's wedding."
"Ah? No! Didn't she look down on these people before? Why did she commit suicide instead?"
"At this moment, do you think that the Lan family is still the same Lan family as before?" The female voice that finally spoke gradually became louder, full of deep disdain.
"How did you meet her? She has the nerve to come here."
Ge Songni, who had disappeared just now, suddenly appeared next to Jing Miao, her red eyes staring closely at Lan Xinya who was not far away. Lan Xinya seemed to feel Ge Songni's hot gaze, turned around, took Mo Yuanyang's arm, Ting
Ting came meanderingly.
Lan Xinya's crimson lips curled slightly, "Miss Jing is so excited, she actually came out to the party?"
Why did Jing Miao feel that she could hear the hint of gloating in her soft tone?