Holy Maiden, please be in peace

Chapter 231 The Single Word 'Qing'

Sitting on the private seat on the third floor, Sikong Wangxing looked at Lin Xun's table from time to time.

At that table, Lin Xunzheng chatted happily with his colleagues, and kept commenting on the dancer downstairs.

"How does this girl dance so stiffly?"

"This girl's smile is very unnatural."

"This girl should be a newcomer, she looks a little nervous."

"Why is this girl dressed so coolly? Isn't she afraid of the cold?"

The voice of Lin Xun's comments naturally reached the ears of Sikong Wangxing and Zhuling.

Originally, for Zhuling, although she had a sense of familiarity with this "Mr. Lin" before, she even had an urge to bite him.

But after coming to Chunfeng Tower, compared to the unprecedented novelty, the familiarity has long been lost by Zhuling.

At this time, Zhuling was looking around at Chunfeng Building, so how could she have time to take care of him.

Anyway, if I can't remember it, then I don't want to.

Besides, the girls dancing downstairs are so pretty, their waists look as soft as those of Sister Nongqin and Sister Sikong.

It's just that the man's comment aroused Zhuling's idea again.

Zhuling pouted even more, thinking that this man was a bit annoying.

My young lady dances very well, it's not as unbearable as you said.

Besides, don't look at him if he's dressed coolly, why do you keep staring at his thighs?

snort!hypocrite!
As for Sikong Wangxing, he didn't have much thought.

She just kept looking at Lin Xun, if possible, Sikong Wangxing wanted to know what his wife's name was from their conversation.

It's a pity that Mr. Lin and his colleagues only drink and eat food, or comment on the dance in the audience, or just scold the boss for how Akuya is, and rarely talk about personal matters.

Looking at it, in Sikong Wangxing's mind, this man named Lin Pei overlapped more and more with him in his memory.

For some reason, in Sikong Wangxing's heart, he felt that he was Lin Xun.

At the same time, Lin Xun, who was sitting in his seat, felt Sikong Wangxing's gaze behind him, and Lin Xun felt uncomfortable.

The buttocks twisted and turned, as if an ant was biting his own buttocks.

But Lin Xun felt that he would never be discovered.

How could he be found out if he disguised himself so well?

However, this feeling is really weird.

Although he and Sikong Wangxing will break off the engagement at that time.

But no matter what, Sikong Wangxing is also his fiancée.

I am watching my sister dance, and my fiancee is watching me watching my sister dance
This feeling is really uncomfortable.

"No! I have to leave quickly, otherwise, I and Sikong Wangxing are still tied to the Qingtian Xuannv, so I don't know what will happen."

"Does my aunt know Mr. Lin?"

Sitting next to Sikong Wangxing, Qing Guan poured Sikong Wangxing a glass of wine.

"Ah, the one I don't know." Sikong Wangxing rolled his eyes, "It's just that this Mr. Lin looks a bit like an acquaintance."

"I see."

Qing Guan just smiled. Although she has not been engaged in the seafood industry for a long time, her ability to read words and demeanor is not bad.

The relationship between this girl and Mr. Lin may not be that simple.

But I can't say much about myself.

And at this moment, on the stage on the first floor, the coolly dressed dancer danced to a song, and everyone gave rewards one after another.

Even on the third floor, there are many talents who spend a lot of money for the beauty, and there are many of them at the table of Lin Xun.

Although they are sitting on the third floor, except for Lin Xun, it doesn't mean that they really have no money.

For example, Lao Sun, if he has no money, can he take ten concubines?

Their fathers are well-known wealthy businessmen in Los Angeles.

It's just that Lin Xun is very dismissive of this behavior of driving up seafood prices.

Whether it's my previous life or the ancient times now, it's because of these people that the price of seafood has skyrocketed!This kind of atmosphere is unacceptable.

But soon, a maid came forward and said that the Ice and Snow Festival is coming, and the Ice and Snow Festival Poetry Club is full of talents. My lady loves poetry and is willing to discuss poetry and songs with the talents tonight.

"Sister Fang, what does this young lady mean?" Zhuling asked cutely.

Zhuling didn't know why this dancing lady didn't want a tip, but a poem, and the poem couldn't be eaten.

And why discuss poetry at night?
In this regard, the young lady is also a little embarrassed, and I don't know how to explain it.

Because it seems that no matter how I explain it, it seems that this girl's snow-like heart will be dyed.

"It's making a name for yourself."

Just when the little sister was in a difficult situation, the mature big sister walked out and sat beside them with a smile.

"This girl who just finished dancing has just shown her face, and her reputation is not obvious. If she wants to become famous, poetry is the only way. A superbly sung poem can greatly increase her popularity, and her net worth will inevitably double. In the future, she will be more than just This is just a reward.

Even if there are really good lines sung, it is a good story about gifted scholars and beautiful ladies. "

As soon as this mature big sister finished speaking, the talents of Chunfenglou wrote poems to describe this dancer like chicken blood.

Anyway, writing poems doesn’t cost money, so what if you get the favor of the other party?That's blood money!

Sikong Wangxing listened to the poems written by these talented scholars, but she didn't listen to them. She kept looking at him who was just drinking in front of him, wondering if he could compose poems.

If he can compose poems and make good sentences, then there is a great possibility that he has really admitted the wrong person.

After all, Mr. Lin is well-known for his marksmanship, and he is obsessed with cultivation. How deep will his attainments in poetry be?

Pay attention to Sikong Wangxing's eyes, this mature big sister just smiled: "Actually, if you want to really talk about the best poetry, it is nothing more than Mr. Lin."

"Young Master Lin?"

"That guy?"

Zhuling didn't expect that this man, who judged people's clothing and stared at other people's thighs, could write good poems.

"Yes." The mature elder sister smiled, "But it's a pity that Mr. Lin only writes poems for his wife."

Speaking of this, the mature big sister sighed softly:
"Guests, don't think Mr. Lin is more serious about watching people dance than anyone else. In fact, Mr. Lin came to us to watch the dance. Others say that Mrs. Lin is strict. In fact, I think Mr. Lin really loves Lin. Ma'am?"

"This man?" Zhuling was very surprised, a little bit disbelieving what this big sister said.

"Yes." The mature elder sister said with a smile, "Mrs. Lin is also a famous beauty in our Los Angeles city. Her surname is Jiang, and the single character is 'Qing'."

(End of this chapter)