The night was filled with darkness, and around a few streets, where the lights were bright, and several cars stopped one after another, some people wore decent suits, put on a long black coat, and held the current foreign hats in their hands. Enter the largest ballroom in Jiangcheng.
There are many big people in Jiangcheng, some are self-made, some are inherited from ancestors, and now this Jiangcheng seems to be a bit divided, and there are people behind the largest dance hall in Jiangcheng. The young man who has just come of age has a ruthless strength, holding a firearm in his hand, and a group of brothers, to gain a firm foothold in this Jiangcheng.
The Mo family has a great business. After the old man of the Mo family left, many people waited to see the Mo family's joke. How did the orphans and widows guard the family business? Who knew that Ze Yu, the second master of the Mo family, had an elegant name, but Jiang Cheng was stained with blood during that time.
Today, this ballroom is also the site of the second master Mo. Today, the atmosphere in this ballroom seems to be a little tense. There are a few gunshots outside, with mixed voices, but the ballroom is still staggered, rich and famous, and high-ranking political officials today seem to be gone. When Mo Zeyu walked in, the hall was still silent for a moment. He seemed to have a faint smell of blood on his body, his face was frosty, and his whole body was cold.
He was wearing an expensive black suit, his back was straight and his temperament was cold. Even though he had restrained his sharpness, he was still stabbed in pain. Walking forward, someone brought a glass of red wine. He took it and shook the glass at the crowd. The red wine inside seemed like blood under the light, causing some people to look away.
Mo Zeyu held back the murderous intent in his eyes just now, as if nothing had happened, and wrote lightly, "Everyone has a good time." When the words were finished, he raised his head, raised his glass, and drank it all.
No matter what they were thinking, they all smiled at this moment.
At this time, a man in his 40s and 50s approached him with a glass of wine. After the two had a glass of wine, that man, Gu Feng, looked at Mo Zeyu with a smile and said:
"... If only that kid in my family was half as good as Second Master Mo."
Mo Zemin twitched the corner of his mouth, sarcastically, he drank this glass of wine, but did not answer the sentence, his deep eyes shifted to the person standing by the railing over there, the boy from the Gu family, Gu Huaisheng, who was born out of blue. Yu Lan, although Gu Feng has not delegated power yet, most of the Gu family already belongs to him. The only person in Jiangcheng who can be compared with Mo Zemin is this person.
The people who responded to him also laughed and didn't answer this. After dealing with it, they all knew that Gu Feng was just talking about the scene.
Gu Huaisheng had a glass of red wine in his hand and felt a gaze cast on him. He took a sip of the red wine and looked up. When he saw it was Mo Zeyu, he narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at Mo Zeyu, and nodded lightly. He drank the wine in his hand and looked away.
A waiter rushed over, lowered his head and didn't know what to say to him, Gu Huaisheng's brows suddenly knitted together: "She said she's not feeling well?"
There was cold sweat on the waiter's forehead, Yu Guang turned to Mo Zeyu, who was relieved, and spoke again: "Yes, Master Gu, Miss Luo said that she is not feeling well, so she won't come out to accompany you tonight. ."
Gu Huaisheng stood in the backlit place, when he heard the waiter repeating the words again, he suddenly closed his eyelashes, casting a shadow on his face, the red wine in the wine glass in his hand swayed slightly, and the red liquid flowed along the wall of the glass After a circle, he swayed back again, without speaking for a long time.
Between the wine glasses, Mo Zeyu noticed the situation on Gu Huaisheng's side, and asked the people around him in a low voice, "The Gu family recently found someone to accompany him?"
The people around him thought about it for a while, and said with ears: "Second Master, it's Luo Ran." He is a close friend of Mo Zeyu's side, and Luo Ran is just a top card in this dance hall.
Mo Zeyu was not in Jiangcheng for a while, but he also knew that he was a pillar of his own family. At this time, when he heard that Gu Huaisheng was also her guest of honor, he just nodded lightly. He had a little more impression of the name. man said:
"Let's see what's going on."
After walking for a while, the man came back and told Mo Zeyu the news. It turned out that Gu Huaisheng came to Luo Ran this time, but she pushed him because of her discomfort. In fact, she was just sleeping in the room.
Mo Zeyu drank the wine in the glass, frowned slightly, and didn't care about it anymore.
And here, Gu Huaisheng finally raised his head and said a word, coldly, finally in line with his reputation outside: "Go call again."
The waiter responded and ran back quickly.
This time, Gu Huaisheng didn't wait too long. There was some movement on the spiral staircase in the center of the ballroom. A woman was wearing a rouge red cheongsam, with the side slits reaching the bottom of her thighs. Some delicate patterns were embroidered from the chest to the waist. Wearing the most popular hairstyle at the moment, she stepped on a pair of bluestone gray high heels on the soles of her feet. Step by step, she seemed to beat the beat. She was gracious. She tapped the armrest with her fingertips, and looked down lightly with her eyebrows. A variety of styles, feel comfortable.
Gu Huaisheng stood up slightly, put the wine glass on the table next to him, and cast his eyes on the woman who just said she was unwell. She used to love wearing dresses, and she loved a pair of black leather gloves. Don't stop, it's eye-catching.
When Mo Zeyu heard the voice, he turned slightly to the side. After seeing the person clearly, he held up his wine glass for a while, and looked at her with a dark look. Although she had been in the dance hall for more than three months, she was still stunned. It was the first time he saw her, Mo Zeyu rubbed the wine glass with his fingers and twitched the corners of his mouth.
It turns out that there are people who can be stained with a pair of blue smoke oil paintings by themselves. Sure enough, their reputation is well-deserved.
It was only three months after entering the dance hall, but there were countless guests who entered the curtain. Mo Zeyu raised his eyes slightly, and suddenly met the person's line of sight. She raised her chin lightly. There was no trace of condescension, and his eyes were very dull.
Mo Zeyu and her looked at her for a long time, but it was only a moment. Luo Ran nodded lightly at him, and then shifted her gaze to Gu Huaisheng. She took two steps one step at a time, and finally reached the flat ground. She stepped on small high heels. He walked towards Gu Huaisheng, and as soon as he approached him, he was taken into his arms and taken to the sofa seat beside him. The wolf-like eyes that had been staring at her only disappeared vaguely.
Mo Zeyu looked away, but those eyes were imprinted in his mind, which seemed plain as water, but also seemed to be hidden and charming. Mo Zeyu suddenly opened the corner of his mouth, reached out and pulled his meticulous tie, and led him towards the backstage of the ballroom. Go, out of the corner of the eye, she can only see her in the man's arms, tapping the tender white fingertips at the corner of the man's mouth.
Gu Huaisheng's dark eyes fell on the woman in his arms, and his voice was cold: "I don't want to see me."
His light statement seemed to see through her tricks, Luo Ran raised the corners of her lips lightly, and her delicate face was looking forward to brilliance. It's comfortable, why don't I want to see you."
Gu Huaisheng's eyes fluctuated slightly, but he didn't believe her words. She avoided him for three days. He pursed his lips coldly, as if to say something else.
Seeing her raise her thin white wrist, her green fingertips pressed against the corner of his lips, blocking what he was about to say, she lightly raised her chin, her delicate red lips half-opened: "Shh, don't talk. "
Gu Huaisheng looked at her, his eyes were dim, she seemed to be interested, raised her small jade white face, used her lips as a sign, and placed it on his lips, with a hint of gentleness and softness. In the eyes, it seems indifferent and flirting, making people indistinguishable, but can't stop sinking, following her heart, kissed her lips, and said no more.
After the kiss, Gu Huaisheng seemed to return to his sanctimonious appearance. He hugged Luo Ran, as if he was sitting still, and said lightly, "A new batch of dresses has come from the department store. Tomorrow afternoon, I will take you to see it?"
She loves foreign objects, a small umbrella, a small skirt, and leather shoes. She wears a large round hat with a sloping brim, covering most of her face, revealing a delicate and small chin, and red lips that seem to be raised. The appearance is extremely dazzling, and it hit his heart, just like her cheongsam with slits today, which easily attracted the attention of everyone present.
Luo Ran didn't react when he heard his words. He took a cigarette from his jacket pocket, put it in his mouth, and raised his chin lightly at him. Gu Qingyan's eyes flashed darkly, and he took out a lighter and lit it for her.
She took a slow inhalation, then spit out wisps of white smoke, half leaning on his arms, her eyes half-squinted and half-blinded, just like the bad girl in the alley, hooking every man who goes home to the road of no return .
"Huh?" Since Gu Huaisheng wanted her, he was not allowed to avoid her.
Luo Ran held a cigarette in one hand and turned his head lightly: "Tomorrow afternoon, you can send someone to pick me up."
She didn't leave the stage at night, in front of the top card of the dance hall, but she never saw her entering anyone's courtyard. It was rumored that she had many guests, but Gu Huaisheng didn't know if she had any relationship with others, but her attitude towards everyone All the same, he knew that to her, he was just one of the people who came and went in the ballroom.
Gu Huaisheng suppressed the many thoughts in his heart, and suddenly asked her, "Do you like watching dramas?"
Luo Ran didn't know where he came from, and handed him the tired cigarette in his hand. Seeing that he took it, he put it into his mouth and took a swig, as if he was enduring something, which made Luo Ran flirt. Lifting his eyelids, his tender white fingertips slid down his chest, answering his question lightly:
"If it's good, I like to watch it." If it's not good, then of course I don't like to watch it.
Gu Huaisheng has been with her for nearly a month, and he understands most of what she means. He doesn't know how to cultivate his temperament. He loves the most beautiful clothes and the best food. Even in this play, he doesn't want to listen to the messenger, what he thought in his heart. There are many, and he just said calmly on the face:
"The new troupe sings Farewell My Concubine. I heard it's a famous actor from the south."
Luo Ran's fingertips twirling on his chest finally bent and retracted, leaning halfway in his arms, a hint of emotion flashed in his slightly concealed eyes, a famous actor from the south? Then, the heroine who returned from studying abroad should also appear.