There are rows of vehicles parked at the entrance of the quiet music hall, and doormen stand on both sides to control the flow of people. Not everyone can enter here.
A Rolls Royce parked in front of the door, attracting the doorman's attention.
The door opened, and the driver immediately got off the driver's seat and bowed to open the rear door.
A pair of shiny Monk shoes stepped out of the car with long legs, and precisely stepped on the red carpet stretching under his feet, as if the red carpet was just for him.
Immediately afterwards, the tall figure came out of the car, his upright figure was wrapped in a windbreaker and trousers, his hair was combed back neatly, revealing his full forehead and that handsome face, under the moonlight, it was shocking god.
The man walked towards the door with strides, his clothes were windy, and his aura was that of a superior.
"Excuse me" The doorman unconsciously put on the honorifics, wanted to ask about the background and the invitation card, but the moment he met the man's eyes, he couldn't help but graciously opened the door for him.
There are other mysteries in the concert hall. After passing through the empty front hall, you enter a road with shady trees on both sides, a fountain in the middle, and steps and corridors on the top. There was a lot of toasting in the hall.
At this moment, a man and a woman stood in the corridor.
The man stopped suddenly. He stood under the shadow of the tree, the darkness around him merged with him, his indifferent expression changed slightly, and he narrowed his eyes to look at the man and woman who seemed to be admiring the moon.
He was far away and couldn't hear what the two were saying, but he saw the man unbuttoning his suit one by one, then took off his suit jacket and put it on the woman.
The man's eyes were extremely deep for a moment, and the faint treachery in his heart was raging everywhere, agitating and clamoring for him to rush up to snatch her back immediately, and hold her in his arms, every inch of his skin was filled with his breath.
But he restrained himself in the end, stared at the two men with gloomy eyes, couldn't hold back the chill in his heart, turned around and left.
The doorman looked inexplicably at this man with a sense of dignity flowing in his gestures, and walked out of the concert hall. The driver, who thought he would have to wait for a long time, was taken aback. , got into the back seat.
Almost immediately, he felt the temperature in the compartment drop sharply. The man leaned back in the chair without any expression, but he couldn't help but tremble from the bottom of his bones.
"Boss." The driver said cautiously, "Didn't you say you want to pick up someone? Should we go now or"
The man opened his eyes, and there was a flash of deepness and coldness in his eyes. Just as he was about to say "go", his hand touched the bag beside him inadvertently.
It was a rather exquisitely packaged handbag, and a black box could be vaguely seen inside.
He stroked the paper bag with his fingers, and lowered his eyes after deliberating for a moment: "Wait a little longer."
The driver had no choice but to wait without doing anything.
The thin suit jacket was attached to her body to resist the cold outside, but the warmth was only for a moment, and Gu Wanyan felt as if a deeper chill rose from her tailbone, making her hands and feet cold.
She was about to tear off the suit for a moment, hesitating whether to wear it for a while, but it was only for a moment. She still endured the cold and tore off the suit and handed it back to Ji Xiuzhu.
"It's okay, I'm not cold." Gu Wanyan pointed to the hall, "The ventilation is enough, I'll go in first."
After all, she is also a married woman and cannot get too close to other men.
What's more, this is still the imperial capital.
There are eyes everywhere, if she doesn't pay attention, it's hard to guarantee that she won't be criticized by caring people.
With the suit draped over his arms, Ji Xiuzhu was stunned for a moment, then looked at Gu Wanyan's beautiful back, he pursed his lips, feeling a little choked up by the concept "she doesn't want his coat".
But Gu Wanyan didn't notice it at all, and went straight into the hall.
She picked a corner position, avoiding the center of those circles, intending to catch her breath. Ji Xiuzhu was pulled over by someone he knew to chat, and before leaving, he glanced at her, and only after making sure that there was no problem, he talked with people calmly.
As Gu Wanyan was walking, she suddenly noticed a shadow falling in front of her. She looked up, and it was Wen Xiaoshan who had just left the stage.
She changed into a dress and became elegant again, without any trace of the embarrassment she had just lost in the piano fight.
She was looking at Gu Wanyan carefully, and said after a while: "They are all using your plagiarism to laugh at me now!"
But when she mentioned this matter, there was no trace of dissatisfaction or irritation, but more like an ordinary complaint.
Gu Wanyan took a fixed look at her and apologized: "I'm really sorry, I've embarrassed you."
Wen Xiaoshan twitched the corners of her mouth, as if she realized that this was not in line with her usual ladylike demeanor, and she returned to her dignified appearance.
"Then is it true what you plagiarized?"
She just asked casually, as if she was just asking how the weather is today, but Gu Wanyan actually shook her head,
"no."
She didn't spend too much time talking, just denied it, and Wen Xiaoshan nodded as a matter of course,
"I think it should be fake too. How could I lose to a plagiarist?" The corners of her lips curled up, "It seems that you have been implicated by me, but there is no way, who made those people Jealous of me!"
Gu Wanyan almost laughed out loud, she seemed to have discovered the unknown side behind this orthodox celebrity, narcissistic and a bit rough.
"I plagiarized in my junior year, what does it have to do with you?"
Wen Xiaoshan looked her up and down, and said dissatisfied: "Then you copied it quite early."
Gu Wanyan: ""
This young lady was really interesting, Gu Wanyan chatted with her until the banquet was over.
She bid farewell to Wen Xiaoshan, and walked outside with Ji Xiuzhu.
"Mr. Xu still needs to discuss the matter with a few teachers. Let's wait in the car."
Ji Xiuzhu was by her side, keenly aware of the urgency of the girl's pace, presumably it should be¡ª¡ª
feel cold.
But remembering the jacket that Gu Wanyan had rejected before, he hesitated for a while and still followed him, then took a few quick steps, and opened the car door for her.
Gu Wanyan lifted the hem of her skirt, and just as she was about to get in the car, she suddenly noticed a cold gaze looking at her, which made her back stiff.
This feeling is a bit familiar.
Gu Wanyan straightened up, looked up and looked around, but only saw rows of famous cars hidden in the shadows.
Ji Xiuzhu looked at her: "What's wrong?"
She shook her head, feeling that she might be a little sensitive. He is thousands of miles away, how could he appear in the imperial capital?
Without further hesitation, Gu Wanyan lowered her body and immediately lowered her head into the car. She leaned against the window and looked at the dark night under the blessing of the black car window.
Suddenly, a low-key, luxurious Rolls-Royce with smooth lines swam past her like a fish, blowing a gust of wind and flying away. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com