Chapter 20:

Luo Ding's presence this time has been a little higher than the previous one at the anniversary celebration.
Many of the guests who were present coincided with the anniversary. When Luo Ding arrived, several guests who had talked with him at the previous banquet quickly gathered around to say hello.
Although Pan Yizheng has not been able to enter the film industry, but the position on the front line of the television circle is not low, Luo Ding was able to invite her as a female companion, which was unexpected. It is not a secret to start shooting in the circle, and the news of Luo Ding's role in the role of Fu Zhu has gradually become known. But a small supporting actress and Pan Yixuan, who is a female starring role, have at most a relationship with several rival plays. There are not many friends in the circle, and she pays special attention to the friendship line with male friends. In order to avoid gossip, she rarely appears alone with male friends except for special events such as the red carpet awards. What kind of personal relationship did Luo Ding rely on to make Pan Yizheng ignore the tabloid reporter's tongue as a female companion?
The group exchanged their eyes in private, and saw that Luo Ding and Pan Yizhen were familiar with each other, but they were not ambiguous. They could also see that the personal relationship between the two was maintained by friendship. Gong Liangguang, Wu Yuan, Duan Xiubo, and Pan Yixuan, none of these people are casual characters. Since Luo Ding began to appear in the public view, they have become supporters one by one but seem to be happy. .
Pan Yixun and many people present are familiar. She is cheerful and generous, but it does not mean that she is really a silly elder sister. Off-line liveliness is nothing but the true face shown in front of close friends. Externally, a woman who can take down the title of the younger at the young age naturally has her communication skills.
Holding Luo Ding's wrist with a smile on his face and handing it over to the other side, Pan Yichang calmly touched the people who came around to greet him, and his mind's understanding of Luo Ding changed again.
A man standing upright like a white birch under the light is different from the usual silent silence with a little youth. From entering the banquet range, Pan Yixuan felt that his aura was different. Calm, restrained, gentle, and leisurely, he is still silent, but is obviously different from the lazy silence when he is in private.
Pan Yizhen didn't resist looking up at him secretly. This is what Luo Shiding often makes her feel strange: He is obviously so many years older than him, but when he gets along, he always has the illusion that he is a junior. This is really not that she is too narcissistic, but that Luo Ding's aura is too mature, not like a young man in his twenties! She could feel that the other party's response to the inferiority of those in the senior circle was not disguised, and the distinction between self-confidence and arrogance could not be easier for the eyes of fire eyes.
Ji Jia and such fun-loving people, the private party is naturally not as normal as the annual meeting. The people who attended the banquet were obviously two orders younger than the previous one, mostly young men and women between the ages of 20 and 35. The lights were dim, and the music was as dense as drums. Everyone was quite entertained. Groups of three or five people they did n’t know gathered together to make a bunch of champagne to dance, and the atmosphere was noisy.
"Luo Ding!" Ji Jiahe's voice came through the noise, with his characteristic hoarseness.
Luo Ding turned around and found that he was wearing a playful dark green suit today. The other party seemed to have drank some wine, staring at Luo Ding's eyes as if sparking a flame, and he was extremely focused. When he ran near, he found Pan Yizheng who held Luo Ding's arm, and his brows frowned slightly. He smiled and grinned a bit: "The beautiful lady is accompanied, so beautiful!"
Luo Ding smiled, avoiding the other party's intention to grab his waist by shaking hands: "Sister Pan took good care of me and became impure once you said it."
Ji Jiahe touched a soft nail, squinting and staring at Luo Dingqin's cold eyes, only feeling like he had taken medicine and felt itching. It was tickling again, and he didn't dare to act lightly after being rejected. Ji Jiahe didn't know what happened to him. He apparently dived into countless big-name stars in the circle, but in front of Luo Ding, he couldn't help showing timidity.
He had no choice but to give himself a step with a smile, pretending to be indifferent: "Pure? It's crazy to find this thing in me!"
He smiled, and went to greet with Pan Yizhen again, his eyes seemingly falling on the delicate hand that Pan Yizhen hung between Luo Ding's elbow, his fingers getting harder and harder behind his back.
"The ball will start in ten minutes." After a moment, he smiled ambiguous and pointed backwards. "The two first come to the backyard to rest?"
The backyard has an unbelievably large space. As a furnished pool, it rises above the ground. The translucent glass has a very interesting texture. The water surface reflects the lights on both sides, sparkling on the faces of the guests on both sides, giving people a sense of snorkeling. Illusion.
The corner was divided into a rest area, and the separate small table was almost half full. Luo Ding thought of Pan Yi's high heels of no less than ten centimeters, so he took her to sit down.
The arrival of the two attracted the attention of many people, and it was not long before they sat down, and a man in an Armani suit came forward and patted Yiyi Pan's shoulder.
The smile in Pan Yichen's eyes suddenly disappeared: "Mr. Lu?"
Luo Ding noticed the change in her expression for the first time. She raised her eyebrows at the person she was looking at. The other person looked only twenty years old. She had a hot brown short curly hair and was very expensive. A diamond watch on her wrist was nearly eight. Digits.
Unlike media people, unlike artistes, temperament is by no means an artist. Nothing but small open.
Lu Yuan stared at Pan Yixuan, with a little fascination in his smile: "Miss Pan, you have met again, you are getting more and more beautiful. The dress you wear today is also very suitable for you."
Pan Yiyan frowned slightly and nodded politely: "Thank you." This man named Lu Yuan has been pursuing her since six years ago, and the method is quite fierce. She used to pull a truck of roses every day to stop her shooting Show love at the entrance of the studio. Pan Yishang was even touched for a while, and later he heard the history of Lu family's underworld. Lu Yuan, as the four young masters of the Lu family, has been in the thug group since he was a child. He has specialized in smoking, drinking, and drug gambling. Such people, even if they have money, will be dead.
I didn't know that Lu Yuan was just playing with a mentality at first. After Pan Yixuan rejected him, he became serious. Luxury car villa yacht aircraft promised, seeing Pan Yizhen retreating farther and farther, this shaking m is like a neurosis, the interest is rising.
Lu Yuan stared at Pan Yixuan's smile. He couldn't feel empty in his heart. The An's group had too much influence. He didn't dare to survive with An An for a woman. But for the first time in so many years, he experienced the rejected loss, and Pan Yixuan was like the white rose he wanted so much that he couldn't forget it all his life.
Now it's hard to see him again, but the other person is intimate with a young white face, Lu Yuan's heart seems to ignite a fire, and he can't calm down in any way.
Luo Ding saw that Pan Yixun didn't want to have an intersection with the other party, and quickly got up and stood with her, holding her behind his arm without any trace.
Lu Yuan grabbed Luo Ding's arm at once, and his face was not good: "Who are you?"
Luo Ding turned his head and smiled at the corner of his mouth. The temperatureless look was like a steel blade pierced into Lu Yuan's eyes. The momentary momentum made Lu Yuan retract his hand like he was burnt.
"My name is Luo Ding." Luo Ding adjusted his slightly wrinkled cuffs and stretched out his hand with a smile. "Hello, Mr. Lu."
Lu Yuan's heart remained unchanged, and he stared a little at the young man in front of him. Obviously it was about the same age, but he just felt a sense of deterrence when facing his father and brother.
Subconsciously shook hands with the other party, and then looked back. Lu Yuan was both angry and indignant, and almost stared at Luo Ding's eyes.
A group of good brothers behind him have noticed that the atmosphere is not right here, and have gathered around, standing behind Lu Yuan in doubt.
Luo Ding raised his eyebrows slightly, and just when he wanted to speak, his shoulder suddenly heavy, and he pressed a strong arm.
Duan Xiubo's smiling voice sounded from the side: "How long have you seen each other before you met?"
Everyone's eyes changed suddenly, and even Luo Ding couldn't react, and only two seconds later, he smiled in cooperation: "Duan Brother, are you here?"
Duan Xiubo dialed his forehead hair, smiled down, and looked very familiar, and then looked up at Lu Yuan: "The male is eighteen, he has grown up. Some time ago, your elder brother said that he couldn't find you People, do n’t play too close to Ji Jiahe, be careful that he will damage you.

Lu Yuan took a step back, opened his mouth, and shouted, "Nan Duan."
He looked into Luo Ding's eyes with a little doubt, and the tension that had just erupted was long gone, and he asked indefinitely, "This ... is this?"
"Have you not introduced yourself to them yet?" Duan Xiubo looked down at Luo Ding and did not find a little bit of shackles in the other's determined eyes, and his smile became more and more real. Son, my senior is my brother. In the entertainment industry, everyone will take care of me more and sell my face. "
Lu Yuan bit his lip, showing a slightly reluctant smile, and nodded at Luo Ding.
Luo Ding smiled and nodded, as if the unhappiness was just an illusion. Duan Xiubo's arm was heavy on his shoulder, and his tousled hair also made him want to comb in the mirror, but now he can only pretend to be calm and smirk.
The lights suddenly dimmed, and Ji Jiahe, wearing a dark green suit, jumped onto the stage with a frantic look.
"Thank you all for being here !!!" He shouted while holding Mai, and a low muffled laughter sounded, "Now ask everyone to drop their glasses and leave their companions, 3! 2! 1!"
Luo Ding's back was suddenly shoved, and the laughter around him became noisy. When everyone hadn't expected it, the surrounding lights suddenly went out.
"!!!" Luo Ding immediately turned around and fumbled with Pan Yichen, but more and more people around him, he could not find the trace of the other party.
He frowned and tried to squeeze into the crowd to continue searching, but his back was suddenly hugged by a pair of strong arms.
Luo Ding was startled and struggled subconsciously.
Suddenly his ears became hot, and Duan Xiubo's voice with a smile sounded a little dumbly: "Don't move, there are too many people, Pan Yizhen just hid in the rest place, nothing will happen."
Pushing around, Luo Ding had no time to answer, but felt that someone was hit hard, and there was less and less space behind him, and he was directly squeezed into Duan Xiubo's arms.
Duan Xiubo's low mute laughter was introduced into the ear with the tremor of the chest cavity, and Luo Ding had no time to break free, but his shoulder was suddenly caught by one hand again.
Ji Jia and hoarse and voices sounded in the dark: "Haha, I caught you!" 2k novel reading network