Chapter 85: Seventh World (Republic of China)

The night is full of lights, bypassing several streets, where the lights are bright, several cars are stopped one after another, someone is dressed in a suit, and a long black coat is put on the outside. With the current hat, nodded from time to time, and walked into the largest ballroom in Jiangcheng.
There are many great people in Jiangcheng. Some are self-made and some are inherited from their ancestors. Today, Jiangcheng seems to be somewhat divided. Naturally, there is someone behind the largest ballroom in Jiangcheng. The second master of the Mo family took over the property of the Mo family ten years ago. The young adults, however, have a fierce force, holding guns in their hands, and carrying a group of brothers, have established a foothold here in Jiangcheng.
The Mo family had a great career. After the Mo family went, many people waited to see the Mo family joke. How do orphans and widows keep this business? Who knows that the second elder of the Mo family, Ze Yu, had an elegant name, but Jiangcheng was infected with blood during that time.
Today, this ballroom is also the site of Mo Erye. Today, the atmosphere of this ballroom seems a little tense. There are several gunshots faintly heard outside, with mixed voices. However, the ballroom is still staggered, rich celebrities, senior political officials seem to have all today It's here. When Mo Zeyu walked in, the hall was still a moment. He seemed to have a faint blood smell on his body, his face frosty and cold.
He was wearing an expensive black suit with a straight back and a cold temperament. Even if he had already converged, he still felt pain in his life. He looked pale, showing a little forbidden from the inside out. He felt stride. When I walked forward, one person brought a glass of red wine. He took it and shook the glass to the crowd. The red wine in the light seemed to be blood, and some people looked away.
Mo Zeyu narrowed down the killing intention that had just appeared in his eyes. It seemed that nothing had happened. He said lightly: "All the people are happy." Then he raised his head, raised his glass, and drank it.
No matter what they thought, everyone responded with a smile.
At this time, a person near the age of 40 or 50 approached him with a glass of wine. After the two had a glass of wine, the person, Gu Feng, looked at Mo Zeyu with a smile and said:
"... If only my boy was half as good as Mo Erye."
Mo Zemin ticked the corner of his mouth, unkindly meant to be sarcastic, drank this glass of wine, but didn't answer the sentence, and his deep eyes moved to the person standing beside the railing over there, Gu Jia's kid, Gu Huaisheng, blue win out of blue Yu Lan, although Gu Feng has not yet delegated authority, this Gu family is already half of him. The only one in Jiangcheng who can compare with Mo Zemin is this person.
The people at the side also laughed and didn't answer this, and coping with the past, they knew that Gu Feng was talking about the scene.
Gu Huaisheng had a glass of red wine in his hands and felt a gaze cast on him. He took a sip of red wine and looked up. When he saw Mo Zeyu, he narrowed his eyes, looked at Mo Zeyu with four eyes, and nodded his head. After drinking the wine in your hand, you look back.
A waiter hurried over, bowing her head and not knowing what to say to him, Gu Huaisheng's brows frowned suddenly: "She said she was uncomfortable?"
The waiter had a cold sweat on his forehead. Yu Guang slipped aside to Mo Zeyu, and he let out a sigh of relief. "Yes, Mr. Gu, Miss Luo said she was not comfortable, and I won't come out tonight with you . "
Gu Huaisheng was standing in the backlit area. At this moment, when he heard the waitress repeating it again, he suddenly closed his eyelids and cast a shadow on his face. The red wine in the wine glass shook slightly, and the red liquid flowed along the glass wall After a lap, he swung back again, not talking for a long time.
Between the wine glasses, Mo Zeyu noticed Gu Huaisheng's situation and lowered his voice to ask the people around him: "Recently, the Gu family has found someone to accompany here?"
People around thought for a while, Fu Er said: "Second Lord, Luo Ran." He is a close friend of Mo Zeyu, and Luo Ran is just a head card in this ballroom.
Mo Zeyu was not in Jiangcheng this time, but he also knew his own pillar. At this time, he heard that Gu Huaisheng was also her guest of honor, but he nodded slightly, and was more impressed with the name. People say:
"Go and see what's going on."
The man only returned after a while, and told Mo Zeyu the news. It turned out that Gu Huaisheng had come to Luoran this time, but she pushed with physical discomfort, but she was sleeping in the room.
Mo Zeyu drank the wine in the wine glass, and frowned slightly, then stopped the matter.
And here, Gu Huaisheng finally looked up and said a word, coldly, finally in line with his reputation abroad: "Go again."
The waiter responded and hurried back.
This time, Gu Huaisheng didn't wait too long, and there was some movement on the spiral staircase in the center of the ballroom. A woman was wearing a carmine red cheongsam, with her side split to the thigh, and some delicate patterns were embroidered from her chest to her waist. With the most popular hairstyle, she stepped on the soles of the bluestone gray high-heeled shoes, step by step, like a tempo. Rao and Xulai came. She touched the armrest lightly with her fingertips, her eyebrows faintly looked down. There are thousands of styles and contentment.
Gu Huaisheng stood slightly upright, put the wine glass on the table, and cast her eyes heavily on the woman who had just said she was unwell. She loved wearing dresses and a pair of black leather gloves. She was a cheongsam and a charming temperament. Can't help but catch your eyes.
Mo Zeyu heard the voice, leaned slightly to the side, and after seeing the man clearly, he held the glass slightly, and stared at her dimly. Although she stayed in the ballroom for more than three months, but this It was the first time he saw her, and Mo Zeyu rubbed his glass with a finger, and gently moved the corner of his mouth.
Someone really can dye a green smoke oil painting on their own, and sure enough, it has a well-deserved reputation.
She entered the ballroom only in March, but she had countless guests. Mo Zeyu lifted her eyes slightly, and suddenly looked up at the person. She lifted her chin gently, apparently in this uncomfortable environment, doing unbearable people, but Without a trace of frivolity, his eyes were very dull.
Mo Zeyu and her looked at each other for a long time. In fact, it was just an instant. Luo Ran nodded at him and moved his eyes to Gu Huaisheng. She stepped on two steps and finally reached the flat land. She stepped on the small high heel. He walked towards Gu Huaisheng, and as soon as he approached him, he was taken into his arms and taken to the sofa seat aside, and his staring wolf-like eyes disappeared faintly.
Mo Zeyu looked away, but those eyes were printed on his mind, as if it were as plain as water, but also hidden secretly. Mo Zeyu suddenly opened the corner of his mouth, pulled his meticulous tie, and led the person towards the backstage of the ballroom. Go, Yu Guang can only see her in the man's arms, and tap the tender white fingertips at the corner of the man's mouth.
Gu Huaisheng's dark eyes fell on the woman in his arms, his voice was cold and cold: "I don't want to see me."
His light statement seemed to see through her tricks, Luo Ran faintly lifted the corners of her lips, and a delicate face looked forward to Shenghui. If she reached out and stroked her foreplay, she seemed tired: "Some It's comfortable, why don't I want to see you. "
Gu Huaisheng's vision fluctuated slightly, but she didn't believe her. She avoided him for three days. Today, she also asked for three reminders before she came down. Was she uncomfortable? He pulled his lips coldly, as if to say anything more.
When she saw her white wrists lifted, her lush fingertips pressed against the corners of his lips, blocking what he was about to say, she lifted her chin lightly, and her delicate red lips half-opened: "Shh, don't talk. "
Gu Huaisheng looked at her with dim eyes. She seemed to be interested too. She raised her white face, used her lips as a finger, and printed it on his lips. With a touch of softness and softness, Gu Huaisheng looked into her half-open In her eyes, she seemed indifferent and agitated, making people indistinguishable, but she couldn't stop sinking. Following her heart, she kissed her lips and said no more.
At the end of the kiss, Gu Huaisheng seemed to return to his demeanor again, stunning Luo Ran, and seemed to be sitting in confusion. He looked faintly: "A new batch of dresses is coming to the department store. Will you take a look tomorrow afternoon?"
She loves foreign objects, small umbrellas, small skirts, and leather shoes. She wears a large round hat with a sloping brim, covering most of her face, exposing a delicate and small chin, and red lips that seem to sway. It looked so dazzling that it slammed into his heart, just like she was wearing a cheongsam today, which easily attracted everyone's attention.
When Luo Ran heard what he said, he did not respond. He took a cigarette from his jacket pocket, put it in his mouth, lifted his chin lightly, and Gu Qingyan's eyes flashed darkly. He took out a lighter and lit her.
She took a long, slow breath and spit out a ray of white smoke, leaning halfway on his arms, her eyes half blurry and half blurry, like a bad woman in that alleyway, leading every man who went home to the road of no return .
"Huh?" Since Gu Huaisheng wanted her, she was not allowed to avoid it.
Luo Ran held a cigarette in one hand and leaned his head lightly: "Tomorrow afternoon, you send someone to pick me up."
She didn't leave the night at night, but in front of the ballroom's first card, she never saw her in the hospital. It was rumored that she had a large number of guests, but Gu Huaisheng didn't know if she had any relationship with others, but her attitude towards everyone It's all the same, he knows, for her, he's just a member of this ballroom.
Gu Huaisheng gathered a lot of thoughts in her heart and suddenly asked her: "Do you like watching movies?"
Luo Ran didn't know where he came from, and handed him the smoke he had gotten tired of. He saw him take it, put it in his mouth, and took a spit, as if he was holding back, and it caused Luo Ran to slap him. Squinting his eyelids, his white fingertips slid down his chest, answering his questions lightly:
"Love to watch when the show is good." If it is not good, then naturally it is not love to watch.
Gu Huaisheng has been with her for almost a month, and most of them understand her meaning, do not know how to cultivate a temperament, love the most beautiful clothes, the best food, even this drama, he does not want to listen to poor, what he thought A lot, just a calm word on the face:
"The new theatre crew sings Farewell My Concubine, I heard it is a famous character from the south."
The fingertips of Luo Ran turning around his chest finally bent and retracted, leaning halfway in his arms, a flash of emotion flashed in his slightly concealed eyes, a famous horn from the south? Then, the female lead who returned from studying abroad should also appear.