Chapter 188 A Wolf Enters the Room 1

When I returned home and looked at the empty room, I felt frustrated again and again. I couldn't tell whether it was because of this too quiet environment or because of the melancholy and lingering shadows floating in my heart. She sighed gently, as if to exhale the dullness in her heart. She lit up the light of the light yellow light in the bathroom, hung the bathrobe on the wall, stood quietly in front of the mirror, looked at the person in the mirror, and glanced at the eyebrows, the slightly pale but charming face. Feeling familiar and strange in her heart, she looked carefully, and Hu Linglong's charm was revealed everywhere between her eyebrows. Although she was unwilling to admit it, this face reminded her naked, which was an indisputable fact. Perhaps, the only thing to be happy about is that it is beautiful, amazing, charming and beautiful, but what's the use of this? Isn't it still not getting the man's heart? Instead, this face suffered an illusory and embarrassing disaster for her. Thinking of the disaster and Taylor's uncertain face, her heart was creepy, and there seemed to be a trace of thought in her mind. Before she had time to think deeply, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door. She picked up the eyebrow scraper on the washstand with all her guard. Although it was small, it was sharp enough.

She quickly did all this and shouted out in a concise tone, "Who?"

There was silence outside the door without any response, but she knew clearly that the sound just now was definitely not her hallucination, and she was keenly aware that the other party was still in the room. He gently moved his pace to the door and stopped to listen to the movement outside the door. He was slightly surprised. The other party's concealment ability was very strong, and it seemed that his skills were not ordinary. Occasionally, she heard some rustling sounds, and the other party seemed to be turning her items. After a sound, the room fell into silence again. She maintained a vigilance posture like a frightened bird. Her hand slowly touched the door handle of the bathroom and gently twisted it. Just halfway through the door handle, she suddenly heard a sharp sound. Her hand unconsciously paused and listened to the movement outside the door.

A loud bang was the sound of closing the door. She guessed that the other party had left, and the tense nerves slowly loosened. Then she unscrewed the door handle and swept the room sharply. Except for the wind blowing the curtain on the window, it made a slight sound, and there was no other abnormality. She hesitated to return to the bedroom and saw the water cup on the dressing table overturned to the ground, and the sharp fragments stood scattered on the ground. She had to take the broom from outside the bedroom, carefully swept the fragments into the garbage shovel, and finally glanced on the table and swept around, except for the broken water cup she casually placed on the edge of the table. Broken, other things are no different. Those bottles and cans containing precious skin care products are placed in a mess on the dressing table as before, and the position has not even changed.

Her eyebrows frowned unconsciously, and the water cup placed on the table was knocked down, proving that the other party had just appeared near the dressing table, near the dressing table? She opened the drawer of the dressing table doubtfully, in which there were nothing more than some messy sundries, including shopping lists, daily electrical repair orders, clothing purchase lists, etc. She picked up the top one, which was the payment receipt for applying for the driver's license the day before yesterday. She put * back in place, closed the drawer, and typed it annoyingly. Open the wardrobe next to it, pick a pair of denim shorts from it, pull out a white T-shirt, quickly put it on, and then pick up the bag and mobile phone thrown in **. After this change that made her confused, she didn't want to stay at home at all. This feeling of fear was really terrible, as if her fate was held back by someone, making people feel bored for no reason, but she couldn't find an outlet to vent. There was nothing to do.

After packing up neatly, she fled home, but she didn't expect to receive a call from Lei Shaochen. She looked at the caller ID on the screen and gently landed her slender finger on the answer button, but she didn't press it for a long time. She hesitated whether to answer it or not. She didn't forget how unhappy their last conversation was. She put the phone back in her heart. In the pocket, let it ring happily in the pocket until it is silent. She shook her head, stopped thinking about his call, and took a car to Xuanyuanfan's training hall.

It's not how much she wants to go here, but that she has no place to go. The best Xiaoyan lives in the Zhang family and keeps that sad love. How can she add insult to her and worry? And fat girls, because of Che Enjun, also have many faint barriers between them. Although they are not deep, it is difficult for them to restore the relaxed atmosphere of the day. Perhaps friendship is like this, but it is just a way for people to warm each other. Once some bottom lines are touched, who will have nothing Are you willing to insert a knife in your ribs without regret?

Everything is conditional equivalent exchange.

It's like Xuanyuanfan.

He has always treated her very friendly, but every time she gets along with her, she can feel the complex emotion contained in his eyes, not the heat between men and women, but she can't tell what the specific feelings are, but the strange feeling has been lingering in her mind. Deep and shallow, disturbing her heart.

When she appeared in the training hall without warning, Xuan Yuanfan did not show any surprise. Her eyes rippled with warm eyes and thoughtfully ordered people to make juice for her, which was the taste of mango she liked.

Take a sip, and the sweet fruity fragrance lingers in her mouth, strongly stimulating her faint taste buds. Perhaps because she is pregnant, her taste is thicker. Coincidentally, today's juice concentration is higher than before. Drinking it in the mouth and melted in the throat, the sour and sweet taste brings a very satisfying pleasure.

She put the fruit cup on the table and seemed to scan the training hall inadvertently. Finally, her eyes fell on Xuanyuanfan: "Seeing that you are quite formal. You just came back from the dinner party?"

Xuanyuanfan smiled gently: "Everything can't avoid your beautiful and sharp eyes. However, you only guessed half right. Speaking of this, he paused like a barrier, gracefully picked up the Longjing on the table and took a sip, and then continued to speak slowly: "The banquet starts at eight o'clock and is about to go out. How about the charity night of Yang Zhicheng, the richest man? Are you interested in going there together? I'm missing a female partner."

Receiving the request in his eyes, Jingyi stood up and smiled: "Why not?"

After a little meditation, I thought of my dress, and was a little melancholy: "It's just that I'm dressed..." After saying that, she lowered her head and looked at her overly casual dress. If she said she would go to the nightclub, her dress would be suitable, but now she is going to attend the richest man's charity party. Dressed like this, she is afraid that she will be stopped at the door for closing the door.

Xuanyuanfan glanced at her, glanced at her body inadvertently, and then picked up his mobile phone and made a phone call.

She walked into the changing room with a beautiful evening dress, and her mood could not calm down for a long time. When Xuanyuanfan looked at her, she clearly felt that his eyes stayed on her stomach for a long time. Although it was a few seconds, why did she feel a little uneasy? Did she think too much? As she thought about it, she took off her denim hot pants and short-sleeved T-shirt, turned around and stood in front of the dressing mirror, looking at the flat belly, sighing slightly in her heart. The little life of only one month can't show any characteristics at this time. Her waist is still as slender as before. Wearing this exquisitely cut lace dress evening dress, she looks more beautiful. After wearing it, she took out the lipstick from her bag and gently applied it. The beautiful red was stained on her bright red lips, eye-catching and gorgeous, like a beautiful rose, which was seductive.

"You are so beautiful tonight!" Even Xuanyuan Fan sincerely praised it. Jingyi's small white face without rouge was slightly stained with crimson, which was dyed with a more natural color than rouge gouache. She smiled politely and politely: "Tonight, you are also magnificent, like a handsome noble man."

On Yang Zhicheng's charity night, Jingyi thought it would be held at the last auction venue, but she did not expect that it would be the Jinxiu Garden Villa, the gathering place of the city's rich. Jinxiu Garden has beautiful scenery by mountains and rivers. It covers a wide area, but only a few villas have been built. There is only one family within a few miles. Living here is rich or noble. It is very difficult for ordinary people to get close to this area. Every villa is well guarded. If you search carefully, there will be all kinds of the most advanced protection. The system can find traces here. If someone unknowingly invades, the owner only needs to press a button, and the intruder can be crushed without leaving a trace.

Jingyi picked up a glass of red wine from the waiter's hand, sat down at the corner of the banquet, carefully looked at the people coming and going, glanced at the strange faces, and lingering among the glory of the banquet. The luxurious crystal chandeliers poured down and bloomed with gorgeous glaze-like brilliance. There are occasional paintings on the white walls, each of which is an art treasure. The magnificent celadon is placed in an excellent position, pentrating the brilliance of historical precipitation. The wide stairs wind up, and the fine carvings are coiled into modern and beautiful handrails, gorgeous and romantic. On the whole, this well-guarded villa is like a mansion where the prince and princess live.

But in such a beautiful place, only the richest man in A can enjoy it. Originally, Yang Zhicheng's career was out of town and did not set foot in City A, but in recent years, he has frequently moved the bases of some core industries back to City A, which probably means that he has fallen to the roots.

I heard that he has an adopted daughter who is very beautiful. I wonder if he can take the opportunity to see her face at such a banquet? Just as she was thinking so, there was a woman, dressed in a black tight skirt, shining brightly between her neck and earlobe. She came from the beautiful stairs, and her hands and feet were full of beautiful demeanor. This must be the legendary adopted daughter of Yang Zhicheng, right? Jingyi thought so, and her eyes inadvertently fell on the woman's small and beautiful face, and her expression was suddenly shocked. Was it her?