"Brother Heng, I sprained my ankle..." Qian Zhener pursed her lips in grievance, looked at the man pitifully with her watery eyes, and said coquettishly, "You can carry me to the rest room."
It's really a little girl who asked someone to carry her on such an occasion. I don't know whose daughter she is.
Ni Qianling naturally didn't take it to heart. She could have stabilized her body after the collision, but in this situation... she had to pretend to be reserved!
He smiled and said: "It doesn't matter, the little girl is also anxious to catch up with you. It seems to me that her foot is twisted. You should take care of her first."
Just as he was talking, there was a small commotion at the door, and everyone was speaking in a hushed voice. Suddenly, it became quiet in front of him, and everyone with eyes and ears in all directions couldn't help but look up.
Faintly, I heard several gasping sounds.
"Uncle is in front." Duan Zhaoan, who stepped on the luxurious carpet and received countless stunning glances, entered the venue with his elegant features and Gu Chen, who was dressed in a dress and was the center of attention, entered the venue.
Maybe the crystal chandelier in the banquet hall was too bright. Gu Chen squinted his eyes slightly, and a lazy, cat-like smile appeared in the corner of his eyes, making the originally stern and inviolable face melt into the fireworks of the world.
It's less cold and more like a blooming flower that makes everyone want to pick it.
"It doesn't sound like we're talking about business, but more like we're talking about love." Gu Chen smiled faintly when he saw several elderly men accompanied by pretty women.
Duan Zhaoan was no stranger to these occasions, and he was not surprised by the combination of young and old. His deep eyes calmly collected the gaze that fell on Gu Chen, and a cold look flashed through his dark eyes.
The combination of good-looking men and beautiful women has always been eye-catching. Good looks are only superficial. Without temperament, no matter how good-looking a man is, he loses his charm. The same goes for women.
The two people who came over, the man was tall and tall, wearing an expensively tailored black suit, which gave him a sense of dignity that none of the men present could have, recreating the king's demeanor.
As for the woman, that fiery red dress as bright as the sunset showed off her unique temperament. Elegance, laziness, luxury... were not enough to explain anything.
I have to admit that these two are really blessed by God. When they walked together, the idiom "a perfect match" flashed in everyone's mind.
Gu Chen walked slowly, her beautiful face lightly covered with powder showing her supreme nobility. Following her elegant steps, the rhinestones surrounding the fishtail skirt shimmered under the light, and the dazzling rhinestones glowed like silver waves on the sea.
, and on her side is the beautiful tail that comes riding the waves, elegant and mysterious, which vividly embodies the temperament of an oriental woman.
"You are everyone's focus." Under the astonishing gaze, Duan Zhaoan's dark eyes dimmed, and the corners of his slightly pursed lips showed a trace of... jealousy.
Gu Chen laughed. She had attended similar banquets, but no one dared to let her attend in a women's dress. A Joaquin black military uniform could also become the center of attention.
"You're not bad either. I saw several little girls staring at you with bright eyes." With a smile, her face blossomed and she walked over, receiving more gasps.
While talking to Qian Zhener, Zheng Heng had his back to the door of the hall. Feeling something strange, he turned around and saw the woman in red who looked like a celestial being under the light and shadow. He was suddenly startled and his pupils narrowed even more.
