In the evening, Zhang Yanjun changed into a black strapless long evening dress and admired herself in front of the mirror, only to see the black dress set off his white shoulders more snowy, and the tight waistband made the woman plump. Outstandingly, the tightened neckline of the dress just reveals no more, no less than half an inch of charming cleavage...
"I heard that Murong Xinluan likes to wear white clothes, is it also very eye-catching when I wear black?" Zhang Yanjun said to herself.
Lan Ruo put her mouth in behind her, "Sister Yanjun, you look good in everything you wear? No worse than Murong Xinluan, she has such a good body."
Hearing Lan Ruo's last words, Zhang Yanjun suddenly remembered that Zhang Yuan had said these words in the morning, and her pink face immediately turned red for no reason, and she sighed in her heart, dead little wolf.
Then Zhang Yanjun moved her eyes and looked at Xiao Lanruo in the lower right corner of the mirror, and saw that the little girl was looking at herself with envy.
"Haha, if Xiao Lan is still young, when you grow up in the future, your body will be like your sister, better than her." Zhang Yanjun walked over and embraced Lan Ruo and comforted.
"Sister, I also want to see Murong Xinluan." Lan Ruo pleaded, she is also Murong Xinluan's little fan.
"En, okay." Zhang Yanjun thought that it should be okay, so he agreed, and let Lan Ruo change into a new dress. Before leaving, Lan Ruo put on the compass necklace again, and she had already taken the contents inside. Go, I also opened it to Zhang Yanjun, so she can wear it in front of Zhang Yanjun.
Zhonghai’s night is brightly lit, drunk and drunk, and the air is full of powder.
At 7 o'clock in the evening, Zhang Yanjun brought Lan Ruo in a cute princess dress to the Zhonghai Satellite TV Building. Today's small banquet was in the internal restaurant on the top floor of the competition. Several well-known hosts from the entertainment department of China Shipping Satellite TV attended.
There were three tables in the small banquet hall. As the most well-known announcer of China Sea Satellite TV, Zhang Yanjun was naturally at the same table with Murong Xinluan, and Lan Ruo was also sitting beside Zhang Yanjun.
"In order to celebrate the successful hosting of the Murong Xinluan concert co-organized by China Sea Satellite TV, I suggest that everyone raise their glasses and respect our protagonist, Miss Murong."
Zhang Yanjun was sitting next to Murong Xinluan. She, as the organizer's most famous person, should also be more active. This table is basically full of young and beautiful women, so there is no white wine. Everyone drank dry red.
"Thank you, China Shipping Satellite TV, China Shipping Media, and all the good friends who came today. China Shipping is my second hometown. It is very pleasant and very kind to cooperate with friends in my hometown. Murong Xinluan is here to thank you all!" Murong Xinluan said something on the scene, and then first did it in respect.
On such occasions, Lan Ruo is a little cautious, watching Murong Xinluan and Zhang Yanjun greeting each other while drinking a drink.
Then, in order to cheer up, Murong Xinluan and several masters of China Sea Satellite TV sang a few songs. The atmosphere of the banquet hall was also a lot more lively.
Zhang Yanjun looked at the beautiful singers beside him, and this table was full of beauties with their own characteristics. He couldn't help sighing. Zhang Yuan, the little wolf, refused to be so resolute. If he knew that there were so many beauties, he would definitely regret his death. Up.
Will he regret it? He seems to have changed his temper. Zhang Yanjun thought again, impossible! Jiangshan is easy to change, and his nature is hard to change. This kid is so charming and he is a beautiful woman. It must be because he is afraid of asking about new species. Well, it must be the case. But in this way, this kid is still very principled. of.
Zhang Yanjun’s face was a little hot, her pretty face was beautiful, her cheeks were full of color, and she didn't know whether it was a few glasses of alcohol or the atmosphere here was too warm, so she volunteered and went up to sing.
Zhang Yanjun's position is between Murong Xinluan and Lan Ruo. Lan Ruo is not big and has no words. He happened to be blocked by the radiant Yanjun, so Murong Xinluan hadn't noticed this taciturn person. Little girl, but when Zhang Yanjun got up and left, Murong Xinluan's eyes fell on Lan Ruo.
The compass necklace hung on Lan Ruo's chest first jumped into Murong Xinluan's eyes, finishing Murong Xinluan's heart with a sudden jump, her pupils shrank at once, and the noise around her seemed to be gone in an instant, as if she had arrived. On the cloud, the only thing that stayed in her eyes was the necklace.
"Miss Murong, I toast you a glass, I wish you..." A China Sea Satellite TV host came over with a wine glass.
But Murong Xinluan, who is usually very polite, replied impolitely, "Wait a minute."
Then, regardless of the embarrassing male host, Murong Xinluan quickly moved to Zhang Yanjun's seat and asked kindly: "What a lovely little sister, are you Yanjun's younger sister?"
Lan Ruo didn't expect that the big star in his heart would take the initiative to talk to him, and his small face immediately turned red, and he stuttered and replied, "Yes... and it's not... That's right."
"What a cute little sister." Murong Xinluan smiled and touched Lan Ruo's hair. Of course, she was not concerned about the relationship between Lan Ruo and Yanjun. She seemed to suddenly see Lan Ruo's necklace, her eyes brightened, and said : "Little sister, your necklace is so special."
Although she is an idol in her heart, when Murong Xinluan asked about her necklace, Lan Ruo still clung to the necklace like a reflex, shrank sharply, and the hostility in her eyes immediately emerged.
"Don't be afraid, little sister, can you give it to your sister? My sister doesn't want you." How can Murong Xinluan let go of this rare clue? Although such a necklace is not very valuable, it is handmade and is the same all over the world. There will never be a second one.
Lan Ruo is most afraid of others asking about her necklace, which is like her scar, which can't be touched, so how can she let others see it so happily.
Murong Xinluan was also anxious in her heart, but she couldn't go up and grab it. The moment she was anxious, she was already a little trembling between her words, and her excitement suddenly made her feel a little frustrated, "Sister, please, just let my sister, this necklace is very Familiar, exactly the same as sister's previous necklace."
Lan Ruo didn't believe it, and replied: "This is my necklace."
"I know it's yours, but before this was my sister's. Later, my sister gave this necklace to a very important person. How about my sister?" Murong Xinluan pleaded.
Lan Ruo didn't know how to refuse. She didn't know the origin of this necklace or the identity of the man. Maybe it was possible to know Murong Xinluan, and Murong Xinluan gave him the necklace, which also shows that they are not. Enemy, so Lan Ruo is a little shaken.
Murong Xinluan saw that if Lan was not so determined, he added: "If this one is really the one worn by my sister, then its code is 122."
Murong Xinluan knew the password without touching it. Lan Ruo believed it, but she was still wary and didn't take it off. Instead, she held the compass with her hand and sent it to Murong Xinluan.
Murong Xinluan stretched out gently, but very emotionally rubbed the smooth and shiny silver plate back and forth with her slender fingers. Her finger movements were very gentle, as if she was feeling a lover’s face, her eyes were so gentle, It's like seeing the man I love most.
"Do you know why its code is 122?" Murong Xinluan didn't look up, and asked softly, as if saying to herself, Lan Ruo shook his head and listened to Murong Xinluan continue to say: "This is a 19th century one. Italian craftsmen made it in memory of the great poet Byron, because Byron’s birthday is December 2nd, this code was set."
Hearing that the other party not only knew the password, but also knew the allusion of the password, Lan Ruo didn't doubt it anymore, so he asked, "Sister Murong, can you tell me, who did you give this necklace to?"
"It's the most important person in my sister's life." Murong Xinluan finished speaking, let go of the necklace, and asked, "Then you can tell my sister who gave this necklace?"
"En..." Lan Ruo didn't know how to say it. The thing on the taxi was like the biggest stain in her life. How could she take the initiative to tell others, so she lied: "I picked it up."
It was easy for Murong Xinluan to see that Lan Ruo was lying, but she didn't point it, but asked: "When you picked up this necklace, did you pick out anything weird?"
"No." Lan Ruo shook her head quickly. She was afraid that Murong Xinluan would continue to ask the previous question and changed the subject: "Sister, why don't you open it?"
Murong Xinluan smiled and said, "My sister is very satisfied when she sees this necklace. It must contain the secrets of her little sister. It won't be good if I see it, little sister, I don't know your name yet."
Murong Xinluan's empathy immediately gained Lan Ruo's great affection, and immediately replied: "My name is Lan Ruo, Sister Murong, you are so kind."
Murong Xinluan squinted and smiled very amiably, her expression could make the other party disarm instantly, regardless of men and women, young and old, extremely gentle.
"Lan Ruo, your sister is so nice. Is your surname Lan? Are you Yanjun's cousin or relative?" Murong Xinluan asked with a smile.
Lan Ruo, who was numbly anaesthetized by Ms. Murong, honestly confessed: "I was picked up by sister Yanjun, and my parents don't want me."
"Why? Such a cute little Lanruo, why don't they want you?" Murong Xinluan has the spirit of breaking the casserole and asking the end.
"Because her father married a stepmother." Yanjun, who appeared in time, had finished singing and walked back, worried that Lan Ruo would tell those things. A little girl said in public how cruel it was to be insulted by others, so she hurried to speak first. .
"Oh, what a damn stepmother." Murong Xinluan replied, embarrassed to occupy Yanjun's seat again, so she moved back to her position and said to Zhang Yanjun, "Yanjun, you are not married yet. Well, is it convenient to bring a little girl?"
"It's very convenient, she is like my sister, and tells you a secret, her cooking skills are very good." Zhang Yanjun said happily.
"Oh, yes!" Murong Xinluan was surprised to Lan Ruo again, and then said: "Actually, I also like Xiao Lan Ruo, I will stay in Zhonghai for a day and a half, I think..." Murong Xinluan is embarrassed. He smiled, "I'm going to your house tomorrow to try Xiao Lan Ruo's craftsmanship, I don't know if it is convenient..."
"Convenient! Of course it is convenient. I live alone, oh, and Lan Ruo, no outsiders." Zhang Yanjun agreed, thinking in his heart that tomorrow is Saturday again, and the little model is coming, she will see the big star. Will be very happy.
"Okay, then it's settled." Murong Xinluan was also very happy, not forgetting to make a strange face to Lan Ruo, "I will wait for you to make something delicious tomorrow."
After Murong Xinluan finished speaking, her face suddenly darkened, as if she was thinking of something, and then changed her words: "Oh, I have to ask about my economy first, if I can spare time tomorrow." After Murong Xinluan finished speaking, she faced the next door. The table remotely waved, "Ashley."
Murong Xinluan's movements caused everyone's eyes to focus on the direction of her fingers. When the short skirt woman at the next table stood up, no one noticed that Lan Ruo's face was pale.