Reborn superstar is too frivolous

Chapter 752

Sure enough, as Leng Qianche expected, Ruidi took her to a grand banquet held on the island, took her to a corner, stuffed her with a small cake, and then hurriedly left. Before leaving, he did not forget to send a circle of bodyguards around she.

It caused the people attending the banquet to cast their eyes here frequently.

And Leng Qianche raised his eyes, and raised his eyebrows slightly after seeing Leng Yunchen, who was indifferent and formally dressed, and walked in front of him with a beautiful face of "Yamamoto Ye", holding a wine glass and raising his hand slightly to him.

"Please have a drink."

Leng Yunchen's eyes were cold, and he glanced at Leng Qianche calmly, seeing her familiar smiling eyes and unfamiliar face, his fingers paused almost imperceptibly.

Leng Yunchen looked at her quietly, seemingly in a daze.

Someone in the circle of bodyguards immediately said: "Sir, I advise you not to reject our wife."

Leng Qianche glanced at him meaningfully.

Leng Yunchen raised his eyes indifferently, instead of looking at the bodyguard who made the sound, he looked directly at Leng Qianche, "Ma'am?"

Leng Qianche smiled: "I don't know when I became someone else's wife."

The bodyguard immediately said: "You just lost your memory. You used to be very affectionate with our Patriarch. Now in the process of recovering your memory, it is inevitable that you don't remember it."

It's quite nonsensical.

Leng Qianche smiled, blinked her eyes, bright as stars, and said to Leng Yunchen, "Do you believe it?"

Leng Yunchen remained silent, picked up the wine glass at the side, took a sip, and stopped looking at Leng Qianche, "Excuse me."

Looking at his back, the feeling of familiarity grew stronger, and Leng Qianche was sure that he must have known him before he lost his memory.

Using the excuse of going to the bathroom, Leng Qianche tore off the heavy skirt, took out the pannier, put it in the toilet cubicle, locked the door and nimbly turned it out, and put the long hair that she had attached in front of the mirror. He coiled it up, took out all the headgear and clips, pulled up the hem of the skirt, and clamped it with clips... Soon she changed the skirt into another style.

Facing the mirror, she tore off the human skin mask along the sides of her cheeks. Because she did not use a specific potion, her face turned red after the mask was torn off. She took out the cosmetics in her small bag and applied them a few times. , covering up the most obvious features of her face.

Leng Qianche blinked at the mirror, took off her black colored contact lenses, her eyes were water-colored, she took out a small bottle of paint she had hidden from the bottom of her skirt, and poured all of it on her skirt, blending it into pieces The color, combined with the pink skirt, has a feeling of dye.

Leng Qianche straightened her hair again, leaving two strands of hair on both sides of her cheeks, and quickly dried the clothes to half-dry in front of the dryer.

After finishing all this, she raised her hand, threw the paint bottle into her locked compartment with a light throw, and the paint bottle rolled to the ground, making a slight noise.

The bodyguard outside immediately said, "Ma'am, are you okay?" There was a feeling in his tone that he could rush in at any time.

How scared is she to run away?

Leng Qianche's lips curled into a sneer, "It's okay."

The bodyguard paused, and the voice sounded again, "Ma'am, the Patriarch told us that if you leave our sight for more than 3 minutes, let us find you, you...you better come out."

Leng Qianche knew that more than half of the bodyguards were female bodyguards, so she didn't doubt what this bodyguard said. While arranging her hair in front of the mirror, she said calmly: "Got it, come here."

The bodyguards still did not breathe a sigh of relief.

The head of the family has repeatedly emphasized that this lady is as resourceful as anyone else, and it is actually very difficult to trap her with them. If the head of the house hadn't sealed the illusion on her body and drugged her, the lady might have run out a long time ago up.

They looked at each other, thinking of the rumors about the lady, they didn't dare to relax their vigilance, and listened carefully to even the slightest sound in the toilet.

slam-la-

It was the sound of washing hands, and then a strange female voice sounded.

"Thank you."

The voice is mellow and has an elegant texture.

It should be the wife of which family.

"You're welcome."

The sweet and soft voice of the mistress's wife also sounded.

"See you later." That elegant and decent voice said.

"Ah."

The bodyguards consciously stepped out of the way, and an elegant and natural lady walked out from the corner of the toilet. The lady had a delicate and beautiful appearance, her makeup was hazy, her temperament was decent, and she was elegant and intellectual through the baptism of years.

The lady came out from the corner of the toilet, and was startled when she saw so many of them surrounded here.

But she didn't ask any questions, she put her slender hands on her stomach, her posture was decent and elegant, she nodded slightly to them, then turned and left, her back was straight and dignified.

The bodyguards continued to surround them, waiting for their wife.

They didn't see that the upright and elegant lady who had left long ago showed a slightly sinister smile after turning around.

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After Leng Qianche came out, he did not leave hastily. With a glance, he noticed the young man in the corner exuding the aura of "Do Not Disturb".

The young man is a little younger than her, but he is already much taller than her. His brows and eyes are picturesque, as if they were painted with a splash of ink, but they are clear and delicate. His cold and unpopular eyes are quietly staring at the wine glass between his slender knuckles. , silent.

A skirt suddenly appeared in the empty line of sight.

Leng Yunchen raised his eyes coldly, under the light, his skin could really be called icy muscle and jade bone.

Leng Qianche smiled, "Have a drink?"

Leng Yunchen didn't speak, eyes drooping, long strands of hair tied up with a blue headband hung slightly from his shoulders to his chest, his face was still indifferent and delicate, but he drank the wine in his hand do.

Leng Qianche smiled deeper, drank the wine in his hand, put the empty glass on the tray of the attendant, picked up a small cake, took a bite, and looked at Leng Yunchen, "Do you want to tell me Tell me what happened before I lost my memory."

Leng Yunchen turned to look at her, his eyes were cold, and asked back: "Are you not running away?"

He did know who she was.

"Don't run away." Leng Qianche finished eating the small cake in one gulp, her mouth was bulging, she chewed and swallowed slowly, and said, "So you can tell me?"

Leng Yunchen glanced away, "What do you want to know."

Leng Qianche also set her eyes on the center of the fragrant clothes and temples. She was sitting on the sofa, exuding a noble and elegant temperament, but her tone of voice was not elegant at all.

"I know my own life experience, and I just want to know who you are and what relationship you have with me."

Leng Yunchen: "..." He was silent for a while before saying, "My father married your mother."

Leng Qianche raised her eyebrows, "It's pretty bloody, then you are my younger brother? Leng Yunchen?"

She has heard of him.

Leng Yunchen nodded.

"Okay, it's much easier if you're on your own." Leng Qianche smiled slightly, "Brother, I need you to help me with one thing..."

Hearing the "brother" that Leng Qianche blurted out, Leng Yunchen paused for a while before saying "um".

Leng Qianche smiled: "My brother is really good."

Before Leng Yunchen had any reaction, she continued, "The situation is like this now, that inexplicable patriarch kidnapped three hostages in order to let me come, you help me find the three hostages, I can rescue them myself .And my brother...help me inform him that I'm safe."

Leng Yunchen didn't talk much, he just nodded his head and said "hmm".

Although not much, it gives people a very convincing feeling.

There is a distance between the two sitting on the sofa. Within this distance, almost three people can sit down. The expressions of the two are also very flat, and the voice of the conversation is not loud. The hall is filled with music, unless they are sitting on the sofa. , otherwise you will not be able to hear what they are saying.

Leng Qianche ate another small cake, said "It tastes good" and then got up, patted a small wrinkle on the skirt, looked at the bodyguards who suddenly surrounded the whole venue, narrowed his eyes slightly After a moment, she smiled and said, "It's not too late to discover."

Leng Yunchen didn't say a word, got up, took a glass of wine, turned and left, blended into the crowd and disappeared without a trace.

Leng Qianche knew that he was trying to avoid suspicion, otherwise it would be difficult for Rui Di to suspect him first.

"It's quite understandable."

After she said something, she turned around and saw that a group of bodyguards had surrounded her tightly.

Those who attended the banquet were not people who had never seen the world, even if they panicked, it was only for a moment. Seeing Ruidi approaching, some people were dissatisfied.

"Is this how the Elvis family treats guests?"

A lady with slightly high cheekbones came out of the crowd. Her face was slightly elongated. With the height of her cheekbones and sharp eyes, she looked very mean.

Her yellow hair was fixed on the top of her head, with a standard European-style lady hairstyle, and the tutu skirt was the most traditional one. The dark purple cuffs were slightly wider, and she wore black gloves on her slender hands.

Leng Qianche noticed that the lady's cuffs were embroidered with the logo of the hermit family of country F, and she spoke F language, with a standard accent, and dared to challenge Rui Di in public, so her status in the family was estimated Not low.

Sure enough, Reddy's attitude towards her could be regarded as polite.

"I wonder what Mrs. Jameson's opinion is about our family's way of hospitality?" He glanced at the noble lady lightly with his deep blue eyes, and his voice was slightly lowered.

The look in his eyes made the people around him unable to bear to look away, not daring to look directly at him.

Mrs. Jameson was not afraid at all, she sneered and said: "Don't use that trick against me, I am not afraid of you, the young head of the family, and the Jameson family will not be afraid of you Elvis either!"

Yo, start a fight?

Leng Qianche rolled his eyes, sat on the sofa and picked up a glass of juice to eat melons and watch the show.

Reddy, who had been paying attention to Leng Qianche, couldn't help softening his eyes when he saw that she was watching the show, and he didn't care about Mrs. Jameson's deliberate provocation.

"If Madam is dissatisfied, you can bring it up. I'm not a roundworm in Madam's stomach. I don't know what Madam thinks at all." Reddy said indifferently.

Mrs. Jameson's eyes were full of anger, but she quickly suppressed it, and the sneer on her lips rose again, "What? Elvis is getting more and more arrogant now? Not only regretting the marriage, but also dare to provoke us like this?"

What she said was completely inconsistent with the previous sentence, and anyone with a discerning eye could see that she was deliberately finding fault.

Leng Qianche's ears moved slightly, and he heard the whispers in the crowd.

"Mrs. Jameson is really annoyed that Miss Liv's marriage was repented by Patriarch Reddy, right?"

"You must be annoyed. It is obvious that Elvis's old owner has already decided on the marriage - the Elvis family asked for this marriage, but after the old owner passed away, the new owner actually broke off the engagement directly? Isn't that Did you slap the Jameson family in the face? I heard that Miss Liv cried a lot and was depressed for a month!"

"Ah? Miss Liv loves Patriarch Reddy very much? No way, didn't he get engaged shortly after being found by the old Patriarch? He doesn't have time to spend with Miss Liv at all."

"You don't understand! Ms. Liv has never been rejected in her life, and you know her beauty... Being spoiled as a little princess by the family, suddenly being rejected by a man and annulling the engagement is definitely unacceptable! Mrs. Jameson is very Miss Alif, Patriarch Reddy even invited her, this really underestimates the arrogance of Mrs. Jameson."

"Hush! Keep your voice down! Just keep watching."

Leng Qianche took a bite of the melon, expressing that it tasted good, and wanted to eat it again—as long as she saw Rui Di being embarrassed, she would really want to continue watching.

"I think the matter of regretting the marriage is over," Reddy said flatly.

"Passed?!" Mrs. Jameson suddenly clenched her skirt tightly, her eyes were stern, "I can't pass!"

She took a step forward, her high heels made a "da" sound, her pointed chin was raised, she squinted her eyes, and said with an extremely haughty attitude, "Our Miss Jameson family is not what you Elvis can trample on if you want. of!"

Reddy still said flatly: "The marriage is retired, if Madam thinks I'm trampling on Miss Jameson, then Madam may think so. I have nothing to say."

"you……!"

Mrs. Jameson was extremely angry. After suppressing her anger, she turned away her face and let out a sneer. Her sharp eyes narrowed, and she seemed to have a thin knife in her mouth as she slashed across Leng Qianche's cheek, "I heard that Patriarch Ruidi has a new wife. I came here just to see who the lady who robbed us of Liv's seat is, I thought she was so beautiful, but I didn't expect..."

She sneered and said disdainfully, "That's all."

Leng Qianche: "..."

Are you alright?

It was really a huge pot thrown up.

To be honest, Leng Qianche covered up all the features of his face, and at first glance, it seemed that only those purple eyes could attract people to look more, but if he looked more, he would find that even if his face was not She has lost her characteristics, but her temperament can still make people extremely fascinating and unable to take their eyes off.

But Mrs. Jameson doesn't care about this kind of thing, she only knows that this woman who robbed her daughter's wife's seat is not as good as her own daughter, so it's just Elvis, the young head of a small broken family who is blind no vision!
If Mrs. Jameson continued to target her, Reddy would still be too lazy to care, but now she actually pointed the finger at the person she cared about the most, and Reddy's eyes darkened a bit.

There was also a little coldness on his lips.

"Ms. Jameson." He stood in front of Leng Qianche, his eyes were cold, and his words were a bit harsh, "How many times do I need to repeat? I have no interest in Miss Jameson at all. Not loving is not loving, there is no other reason, no matter how beautiful she is, I don't love her, even if you say so now, I will tell you."

Looking at Mrs. Jameson's distorted face, he suddenly smiled.

"Don't love her like your husband doesn't love you."

　Love you guys! !
　　
　
(End of this chapter)