For some reason, Du Jiusheng felt particularly funny when he saw the two of them talking.
There is even a feeling that it is particularly funny, and she does not look like a wealthy lady at all.
However, these are not important, what is important is...
The important thing is that the Murong family's purpose this time is very clear, which is to replace the Luo family and become the number one real estate company in City A.
However, the method was too cruel.
He gently swayed the red wine in his hand and walked towards Murong Ao. He seems to like such parties very much, because at such parties, he can always see all kinds of beauties.
He has a 'special' hobby for beautiful women, and everyone in the business circle knows about this hobby.
Du Jiusheng glanced in the direction of a certain corner, then stepped forward and said to Murong Ao: "Brother Murong, did you have fun today?"
Regarding Du Jiu Sheng, Murong Ao felt that he could not catch up, but he was also unconvinced.
But even though he had this thought on the surface, he still looked at Du Jiu Sheng with a smile on his face and said: "Satisfied, Brother Jiu Sheng, you have survived a catastrophe, and you will be blessed later! The beauty who came to the dinner today is really There are so many, are there any you like?"
To be honest, Du Jiu Sheng hated this kind of people's thoughts in his heart, which was why he almost never came to such banquets.
He feels dirty.
Most of the people here seem to be bright and polished on the surface, but their private lives are extremely chaotic in private.
For them, being with this person today and that person tomorrow is just a one-night stand, and there is no difference.
This is the kind of person he hates the most.
"I didn't." Du Jiusheng narrowed his eyes coldly, took a sip of red wine and said, "What about you?"
"I'm... oh..."
Before Murong Ao finished speaking, a girl with long, curly black hair wearing a black dress fell into his arms.
"I'm sorry..." Yan Ying immediately jumped away from Murong Ao's arms, pulled the messy hair behind her ears and said, "I didn't dirty your clothes."
The moment Yan Ying raised her eyes, Murong Ao was stunned.
She is a magazine model, with a tall figure, fair skin, and most importantly, that face.
Purity and charm are combined, with a pair of obsidian-like peach blossom eyes that seem to glow.
"No... no." Murong Ao stretched out his hand and couldn't help but want to touch her face, but she dodged it.
She lowered her head slightly and pursed her lips.
Murong Ao's eyebrows moved slightly and he asked, "What's your name, beauty?"
"I..." She trembled slightly, her long eyelashes flickering: "Yan Ying."
"The name is really nice." Murong Ao looked at her with lowered eyebrows and said, "Would you like to go to the rooftop for a walk? It's a bit boring here."
"Ah?" Yan Ying's eyes seemed a little panicked. After thinking for a while, she said shyly: "Okay."
Du Jiusheng listened to the conversation between the two of them, with a cold smile on his lips: "Then I won't hinder you."
"Brother Jiu Sheng, Miss Yan and I are going for a walk." Murong Ao said with a smile on his face: "It's just a walk, a walk..."
Du Jiusheng just smiled without making any response. The moment he turned around, his eyes became colder and colder.
That touch of coldness is like the coldness that can penetrate into a person's heart when Yan Ying lowers her head.
And the two of them, after showing those cold eyes, had a faint smile on their lips that no one could understand.