Wen Xinya first went to the bathroom on the second floor and washed the wine that was splashed on her hands.
Suddenly, there was a rustling sound from the door latch. She was startled and hurried over to open the door, only to find that it had been locked from the outside.
Very good! She underestimated Wen Yuya. She didn't expect that she would dare to do this in such an occasion. Isn't she afraid of grandfather's anger
Wen Xinya couldn't help but laugh out loud! She wouldn't be so naive to think that a door could trap her!
Wen Xinya had no idea that Wen Yuya had been provoked by her to the point of losing all her rationality. Coupled with Xia Ruya's instigation, the only thing she could think of was revenge.
She walked to the window behind the restroom, turned over, climbed down the window, slid down the Corinthian columns outside, and found the security guard hiding in the corner: "I'm Wen Xinya, notify the public relations manager at the venue to come over."
The security guard naturally knew Wen Xinya. When he saw her suddenly appear in front of them, wearing a Scottish blue plaid shirt, looking elegant and noble, exuding a youthful aura, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened. He quickly picked up the Bluetooth communicator and reported the situation here to the public relations manager of the banquet hall.
Within a minute, the PR manager rushed out and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Wen Xinya: "Why are you here?"
Wen Xinya pointed upstairs and said, "Unlucky. Someone locked me in the bathroom and I came down from upstairs."
The PR manager looked up as she pointed and suddenly felt dizzy. The first floors of buildings in Europe are very high, more than ten meters high. Did she just come down from there
"Is there a secret passage that can lead directly to my room on the second floor of the manor?" It would be extremely impolite for her to leave the banquet in the middle of the party, and it would definitely not be possible to go in like this.
"Yes, please follow me!" The PR manager quickly led her around the back of the manor and up to the second floor through a secret staircase.
"Thanks!"
The PR manager sighed slightly, took off his chest pin, adjusted the channel and handed it to her: "If there is anything, just call me directly."
I'm afraid that Miss Wen's banquet will not go peacefully. No one knows what will happen afterwards. The public relations manager is trembling with fear, fearing that the banquet will be messed up by accident and ruin Tengfei's reputation.
"By the way, there is a camera in the bathroom!" Wen Xinya suddenly spoke, and her calm eyes suddenly looked at the public relations manager. Then she lowered her head and left her fingerprints under the screen on the wall of her exclusive room. The door opened with a click, and she stretched her legs and entered the room.
The public relations manager was completely stunned, looking at the door opening and closing, and a sudden chill ran down his back. He had been a public relations manager for many years, so how could he not understand the meaning behind Miss Wen's words.
He suddenly wiped the sweat off his forehead. This Miss Wen was indeed unusual!
He had already made a vague decision in his heart!
Wen Xinya changed into a light purple waist-hugging dress. The smooth silk drooped dynamically, and the silk threads were embroidered into exquisite and vigorous branches on the fabric. The pink silk threads were embroidered into blooming peach blossoms, extending from the hem of the skirt to the waist.
Her long black hair was tied loosely at the back of her head. A long glass-shaped hairpin with ribbed flowers was used to make a pair of butterflies encircling a jade flower. The stamens hung down to her ears, and two small jade beads were hung on the stamens. When she walked, the jade beads clinked against each other, and the sound was clear and pleasant to the ear.
There is a touch of makeup between her eyebrows and eyes, and there is a spiritual aura like the mist of Wushan Mountain.
Wen Xinya walked slowly into the banquet hall!
Wen Yuya's eyes widened in disbelief. Wasn't she locked in the washbasin? How did she get out
Wen Xinya walked up to Wen Yuya, her eyes sharp as a knife: "Do you really think that you can ruin my introduction dinner by locking me in the bathroom?"
Wen Yuya's pupils shrank, as if she felt thousands of swords cutting her skin. She turned her eyes away hastily, not daring to look at her, showing a panic expression: "Sister, what are you saying? I don't understand. Aren't you here? How could you be locked in the bathroom? Today is your introduction dinner. Who dares to do this? Aren't you afraid of Grandpa's rage?"
Wen Xinya's eyes seemed like a bottomless abyss, so silent and deep that it was frightening. She slowly blossomed into an icy flower: "It doesn't matter if you don't admit it. In fact, I don't necessarily have to ask you to admit it. As long as I understand it in my heart, that's enough."
There will always be a day to get it back!
Wen Xinya walked away from her calmly and gracefully, her slender back, with innate pride, and her shoulder brushed past Wen Yuya.
Wen Yuya stumbled in her 12-centimeter high heels and almost fell to the ground. Her embarrassed posture was seen by everyone.
At this time, soft and elegant piano music sounded.
Wen Xinya walked slowly towards the crowd, and everyone knew that she wanted to invite everyone to dance!
This is her first opening dance of the day, and she doesn’t know who she will dance with!
I don’t know which lucky person has the honor today to be favored by this girl who is the focus of everyone’s attention and radiates dazzling light, and to dance the first dance with her.
Everyone held their breath, as if they were pulled by her every move, and kept speculating!
Until, she stopped!
Everyone looked at Mr. Wen in front of her, and suddenly felt relieved.
"Grandpa, could you please dance with me?" Wen Xinya bent down slightly, acted like a gentleman and stretched out her hand to invite Grandpa Wen to dance.
Her action was inappropriate, but it was lively and playful, making many people in the audience laugh, and she once again livened up the atmosphere.
"Silly girl, dancing is an activity for young people. What do you want to do with an old man like me? Are you trying to embarrass me?" Old Master Wen's face turned red and he glared at her fiercely.
Mr. Wen's words made everyone laugh. Some people even couldn't help laughing out loud. Sporadic laughter echoed in the banquet hall.
Wen Xinya winked at her grandfather mischievously: "I am dedicating my precious first dance to you, you won't refuse my honor, will you?"
"My reputation as an old man will be ruined in your hands sooner or later." Saying this, he held Wen Xinya's hand and walked into the dance floor.
Wen Xinya snapped her fingers at the band, and suddenly a rhythmic syncopation sounded.
It turned out to be a gorgeous, elegant, passionate and unrestrained tango.
There was an uproar in the room! It felt like Wen Xinya was playing a prank on Old Wen! A man in his sixties dancing a frenetic and gorgeous tango was weird no matter how you looked at it.
"You naughty girl, wait and see how I'll deal with you." Grandpa Wen's face was serious. His dancing steps followed the rhythm of the music, moving forward and backward, with staggered speed and movement. The dazzling dance steps and the intertwined limbs fully demonstrated the beauty of the human body. The constantly changing center of gravity gave people a decisive and sharp feeling.
Wen Xinya stuck out her tongue at Grandpa Wen, smiling playfully and agilely, as if she had really broken free from all constraints and became lively: "Grandpa, you look so serious and self-restrained all day long. Aren't you tired? People also need to relax appropriately. Please don't thank me!"
Mr. Wen suddenly felt both amused and annoyed.