Ling Shu felt that Zhen Congyun was not here for him at first.
The opponent's target was the French consul not far in front of him.
The French are romantic and like to join in the fun. The Zhen family's birthday party caused a sensation in Shanghai, and celebrities in politics and business gave them face. The consuls of other countries might be a little reserved, and sent a counselor secretary to represent them, but the French consul was very interested in coming in person.
To choose him as a partner for the first dance is both respectable and speechless.
Those who are dissatisfied will definitely not dare to go to the trouble of "Master Yang".
Reasonable.
However, when Zhen Congyun saw Ling Shu behind the French consul, he temporarily changed his mind.
Ling Shu felt bad, turned around and wanted to slip away, but it was too late.
Miss Zhen walked towards him, smiling and holding out her jade hand.
"Mr. Ling, can I invite you to dance with me?"
In the eyes of everyone, there was an uproar.
Most of the people present did not know Ling Shu.
But it doesn't matter, from tonight, Ling Shu will become a celebrity in Shanghai.
Because Miss Zhen actually abandoned so many young heroes, big bosses and celebrities, and chose an unknown young man.
Although, he is indeed very handsome.
The light on his face made it almost impossible to look away.
But with so many people present, is this one outstanding
Lin Dingkang was stunned.
With a dreamy look on his face, he even suspected that he hadn't woken up yet. His face couldn't help but show a dull look, and he muttered to himself, "A real person doesn't show his appearance, and his appearance is not a real person!"
If he had guessed more than 20 years ago that a face can make Miss Zhen fall, Lin Dingkang felt that he would definitely put himself back into his mother's womb and cast a white face again.
In front of him, there was even a scene where Miss Zhen and Ling Shu walked into the marriage hall hand in hand, which became a legend in Shanghai, and Ling Shu's carp jumped over the Dragon Gate.
To go, or not to go.
Ling Shu hesitated.
He doesn't have as many ridiculous fantasies as Lin Dingkang, and he doesn't have the ambition to show off.
He originally just wanted to come over and have a good dinner, and by the way, he would find an opportunity to get closer to Miss Zhen, and he would come and go often in the future. As he said to Yue Dingtang, if he could take this opportunity to catch up with Dean Wang Relationship, there will be another way in the future.
But don't get so close all of a sudden!
Those eyes that fell on him were like a sharp arrow, piercing Ling Shu's scalp numb.
"I'm not good at dancing, only a little waltz."
Ling Shu said, holding Miss Zhen's hand.
If Zhen Congyun wanted to dance rumba, he would take the initiative to abandon him.
If Zhen Congyun still insisted on jumping with Ling Shu, then Ling Shu's move would not make her lose face.
"It's okay, then waltz, just follow my rhythm."
Zhen Congyun grinned, her skirt swaying like waves, swaying and shining brightly.
She was surprisingly easy to talk, so Ling Shu had to be respectful rather than obedient.
The people around saw that the dance was a foregone conclusion, and they all spread out, and when they spun into the center of the dance floor, they were surrounded again, like the stars lining the moon.
"Why aren't you curious, why did I choose you?"
While dancing, Zhen Cong Yun said.
The volume was not high, just between the two of them.
Ling Shu: "I have two answers, I don't know which one to choose."
Zhen Congyun: "Oh?"
Ling Shu: "One, it's because of my outstanding demeanor that you ignore the French consul who is more suitable than me. After all, Yushu Linfeng was given to me by my parents, and I can't do anything about it."
Zhen Congyun was teased to the point of trembling.
"What about the second?"
Ling Shu: "Secondly, Miss Zhen doesn't like me, she wants to see me, a nameless boy, who is hated and envied by all parties, maybe, tonight I just stepped out of Paramount with my front foot, and my back foot will be covered up. He was beaten up in a sack and thrown in a dark alley."
Zhen Congyun smiled and said, "If I say it's the second type?"
Ling Shu: "I also held Miss Zhen's jade hand and danced, so I can only bear a little weight that I shouldn't bear in my life."
Zhen Congyun: "It's really interesting to talk to you. If only I knew you earlier."
Ling Shu: "These words give me a bit of an ominous premonition. It seems that people who often say such things will say some bad things next."
Zhen Congyun: "Tonight at the dance, there are countless people who want to approach me and talk to me. Among them, there are those that the Zhen family likes and those that the Zhen family doesn't want to offend. I'm dazzled, and I don't know who to choose. No one wants to choose, instead of choosing one and making others unhappy, it is better to choose no one, pick the one with the least background, and everyone has nothing to say."
Ling Shu sighed: "Yue Dingtang is my immediate boss. You say that I have the least background, and Chief Yue will be very sad."
Zhen Congyun smiled: "The Yue family is indeed not light, but you are neither Yue Dingtang's younger brother nor his wife. Will he offend others for you? Assistant, just change another one, even if you add the old man. The affection of your classmates, your current job is already a favor for his old classmates, right?"
Ling Shu: "It seems that Miss Zhen has also investigated me. I feel like I'm naked in front of you, and I can see it all."
Zhen Congyun: "Everyone who approaches me, I always have to find out the origin, otherwise there will be danger, what should I do?"
Ling Shu nodded: "It makes sense, others are fragrant pastry, you are a large piece of gold, if the fragrant pastry is thrown on the road, people who may not have eaten will pick it up. If you stop on the street, it will definitely not matter. Everyone should be excited."
Zhen Congyun pretended to be angry: "How can you use gold to describe a woman? Usually it refers to roses."
Ling Shu: "Rose will wither, and gold will keep its value forever and will not fade. Besides, a rose may be considered romantic by the French, but the Chinese may not eat it, and gold will be different. People from all over the world, who doesn't like?"
Zhen Congyun was happy again.
The attitudes of many little people around her tend to be at two extremes. They either try their best to flatter and try to get some benefits from her, or they pretend to be arrogant and use unruly to cover up their inferiority, as if this will eliminate it. identity gap.
But Ling Shu is different.
He is neither like the above two types of people, nor is he submissive, nervous and shy, even in such occasions, he can advance and retreat freely.
This has to be said to be a talent.
Maybe it has something to do with his past family background.
"The three dances will end later. During the intermission, follow me and introduce you to a few people. It's up to you how many relationships you can get on." Zhen Congyun threw him a candy.
Ling Shu did not dare to accept the candy, for fear that it was mixed with rat poison.
Zhen Congyun didn't care whether he dared to pick it up or not. At the end of the music, the two of them separated for a moment. She lightly touched the flaming red lips with her middle finger, and then threw it towards Ling Shu.
A blow kiss.
Zhen Congyun picked up the hem of her skirt and bent her knees slightly, and walked out gracefully without taking a cloud with her.
The remaining Ling Shu was surrounded by many different eyes and voices.
Those words and eyes were like arrows shot out by a hundred thousand troops, shooting at Ling Shu with precision and accuracy.
Ling Shu put on the ignorant armor, shook the arrows to the ground, smeared oil on the soles of his feet, also dodged into the crowd, and disappeared without a trace in a moment.
The dance music sounded again, and everyone held the hands of the dance partners one after another and danced gracefully on the dance floor.
The aftertaste left by the first dance just now is still very long.
Ling Shu's name has quietly appeared in many people.
Lin Dingkang's heart was filled with a lot of question marks, and he was trying to find an opportunity to question Ling Shu. When he didn't know, this old classmate always seemed to bring him a lot of surprises.
He looked around, and just saw a person suspected of Ling Shu, and the next moment he was lost.
The other party is like a loach wandering in the crowd, slipping without leaving his hand, and not letting anyone catch it.
Although everyone was watching, but surrounded by so many people, in fact, only the people closest to him could see Ling Shu's appearance. Some, stand in the corner, basically no one will find him.
After he came, he only drank two sips of champagne and didn't even taste the small cake, so he was forced to make such a show. Ling Shu felt really regretful.
He picked up the strawberry cake closest to him and placed it on the plate, and forked a small piece into his mouth.
The sweet and sour strawberry jam and the aroma of cream are fully diffused. I heard that all the buffets tonight were ordered and delivered by the Zhen family. They all used the craftsmanship of foreign chefs. It seems that foreign chefs start their own business after all. Unusual.
Ling Shu thought, the discomfort of being used by Miss Zhen as a shield also dissipated a lot.
When the appetite is appeased, there is time to do other things.
He raised his head and looked around at random, while turning his body to the shadow of the light and avoiding it.
Suddenly, Ling Shu's eyes stopped in one place.
He saw Jiang He.
The man was standing on the balcony not far away.
Lin Dingkang had just introduced him, and Ling Shu was so impressed that he recognized him quickly.
Jiang He should have come with Lu Tongcang tonight, but it was not Lu Tongcang who was talking to him on the balcony.
It was Chen Wendong, He Youan's driver.
Not long ago, Chen Wendong was listed as one of the suspects in the serial threat letter.
In He Youan's mouth, Jiang He once warned her not to get too close to Lu Tongcang.
From the perspective of others, Jiang He is a ruthless and ruthless person, and it is entirely possible for Lu Tongcang to do anything for the safety of Lu Tongcang.
Including Lin Dingkang just now, also told Ling Shu not to provoke Jiang He easily.
Jiang He and Chen Wendong, two people who should not have been involved in the first place, are now standing together and talking.
If it was a chance encounter, with the breath of the river, no one would enter, and there would never be any intersection with He Youan's driver.
Does this mean that He Youan's guess is true? The murderer behind these threatening letters is really Chen Wendong? He couldn't do it alone, so he colluded with Jiang He
The cake in Ling Shu's hand had not yet been eaten, and the two people on the balcony had already separated. Chen Wendong hurried into the room and quickly disappeared into the crowd. The lights flickered on and off, making it difficult for Ling Shu to find each other.
He decided to follow Jiang He.
Just after the three dances, Jiang He extinguished the cigarette in his hand, left the balcony, and walked towards the door.
Ling Shu didn't even think about it, and immediately put down the cake and followed.
He had a hunch that the mystery of the death letter might be solved tonight.
At the very least, part of the mystery can be solved.
As for Miss Zhen's introduction to him, it doesn't seem to be that important.