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    When the lanterns first came on, the neon lights on Xiafei Road were particularly dazzling in the drizzle.  The streets are busy with traffic, well-dressed men and women are walking in a hurry, and the sound of cheerful music floats out of the dance hall windows and echoes on the streets.

    Wu Yunchi recently met a budding singer, and the two were having a heated fight.

    The little singer was hired by a Nanyang boss and bought a very spacious apartment in a new elevator building on Xiafei Road.  When the boss returned to Nanyang, the little singer held a dance party in the apartment.

    There were everyone at the ball, including young men from wealthy families, compradors from foreign companies, popular actors, and celebrities from all walks of life.

    Rong Jiashang had never been interested in such noisy dance parties, and stood aside aloof and indifferently, like a beautiful iceberg.  The female guests at the ball were all relatively reserved and only dared to look around, but no one dared to come forward and strike up a conversation.

    "Huh?" A beautiful girl passed by and spotted Rong Jiashang.

    Rong Jiashang looked up and saw that it was Du Lanxin.  His face stiffened, and he secretly wondered why he didn't look through the almanac before going out.

    Du Lanxin said with a smile: "Are you still angry with me?"

    Rong Jia Shang was very annoyed with her when she refused to open a pot. He said bravely: "I don't remember when I was angry with you. I'm afraid you remember the wrong person."

    Du Lanxin didn't care about the ridicule. She leaned on Rong Jiashang's arm and said affectionately: "It was my fault that day. Later I thought, you are young and have no experience. Just play more in the future."

    Rong Jiashang felt disgusted in his heart and sneered: "Some of Miss Du's games are better played by someone who knows how to play them."

    Du Lanxin leaned against him, looking at the dance floor with her fragrant hair, and asked: "Then what kind of girl do you want to play with? A pure female student?"

    The back of the girl with braided braids flashed across her memory.  Rong Jiashang's reaction was dull.

    Du Lanxin stared at him and smiled: "Let me guess. You have experienced female students and you are no longer unfamiliar with them. You want to change your taste. You have to have some experience and thoughts, but you can't be too mature and romantic. You men still like girls from good families.  .Likewell, like that female gentleman in your family?"

    Rong Jiashang glanced at Du Lanxin coldly.

    Du Lanxin smiled proudly, took the wine glass in his hand, and drank the remaining wine in one gulp.

    Rong Jiashang lowered his head and said, "I can't bear this joke from Miss Du. Some women cannot be touched casually."

    "I can't touch your husband, so let someone else do it." Du Lanxin searched on the dance floor, "Although there aren't many professional women in their early twenties, it's not hard to find. What do you think of that one?"

    In the direction Du Lanxin pointed, there was a young woman wearing a silk cheongsam.  She looked about the same age as Feng Shizhen, delicate and elegant, standing aside with a smug look on her face.

    "Miss Du, are you pimping?" Rong Jia smiled.

    "I'm proving to you that I was sincere in proposing that deal." Du Lanxin put her pointed index finger on Rong Jia's warm lips, "Just wait."

    After saying that, he turned around like a butterfly and walked towards the girl.

    Rong Jiashang felt funny and wanted to leave, but then he thought about it and stopped again.

    Feng Shizhen is probably the only woman who can take the initiative to hold his hand.  No matter what other people are replaced, the difference is not big.

    When Du Lanxin took action, she was sure to succeed immediately.  In a blink of an eye, she pulled the young lady back.

    "This is Miss Li, who works at Zhonghua Bookstore." Du Lanxin pointed at Rong Jia again, "This is the eldest son of Rong's Trading Company."

    The Rong family has a distinguished reputation, and the eldest young master Rong is handsome and noble.  Miss Li's heart was pounding like a deer, she forced herself to remain calm, and nodded to Rong Jiashang elegantly and dignifiedly, showing great restraint.

    "You two talk." Du Lanxin smiled and pushed her towards Rong Jiashang, winked, and left.

    Rong Jiashang nodded to the lady lukewarmly.

    Ms. Li is really not an ordinary girl who has never seen the world.  She had been waiting for a long time without anyone asking her to dance. She was suddenly hit by a big pancake, but she was not in a hurry to eat. She only raised her hand to brush her short hair and asked gently and gently: "Master Rong, are you here with your friends?  "

    Rong Jia went up to Wu Yunchi, who was holding a beautiful woman in his arms on the dance floor and raised his chin: "I was dragged here."

    Ms. Li smiled and said, "I was dragged here by a friend, and she left me to play by herself."

    Rong Jia said: "It seems that we are all poor people who have been betrayed by our friends."

    Ms. Li pursed her lips and smiled softly: "?On the couch, his expression was distracted and his eyes were blurred.

    "Master," Sun Shaoqing tried to call him, "Look at me, who am I?"

    Rong Dingkun moved his lips and read a name.

    This is the name he will repeat over and over again every time he gets really high.  Sun Shaoqing didn't know who this person was, and he didn't want to know.  All she knew was that Rong Dingkun had now reached the point where he truly disowned his relatives.  She can run away!

    Sun Shaoqing left the smoking room and returned to the bedroom. He wrapped the jewelry and coupons he had accumulated in a cloth bag and tied it around his waist. Then he changed into a blue shirt and skirt that was almost exactly the same as what Feng Shizhen was wearing, generously and elegantly.  Out the door.

    Before going out, she set the grandfather clock on the second floor stairs forward half an hour.  Seven-fifty-five became half-past eight, skipping the punctual time.

    The bodyguard has recently become accustomed to Sun Shaoqing going to the yard to read poems late at night. He saw her empty-handed and did not stop her.

    Sun Shaoqing calmly walked out of the bodyguard's sight, turned around, and ran towards the back door of the mansion.

    Feng Shizhen was waiting for her in the dark corner by the back door.  The two nodded tacitly in the center of the darkness and clasped their hands.

    Feng Shizhen immediately handed a small suitcase to Sun Shaoqing, and whispered in her ear: "You go to a hotel near the pier to stay one night, and board the ship early tomorrow morning. Remember my words, don't trust others easily. My family's  I¡¯ve put my contact information in the box, and when you get to Japan, send me a telegram to say you¡¯re safe.¡±

    Sun Shaoqing¡¯s eyes were filled with tears: ¡°Sister Shizhen, I don¡¯t know how to thank you.¡±

    "I am also doing good deeds to accumulate blessings." Feng Shizhen wiped her tears and said, "After you go out, you must take good care of yourself."

    "The same goes for you." Sun Shaoqing held Feng Shizhen's hand tightly, "Leave the Rong family as soon as possible. Rong Dingkun is not a good person. Hehe said he came from a scholar's family, but in fact they were all lies! He is actually a runner.  Shang only made his fortune after winning the lottery! He even changed his name."

    Feng Shizhen was stunned.  She knew the details of Rong Dingkun from Meng Xu'an, but she didn't know that he had changed his name.

    "Then what was his original name?"

    Sun Shaoqing shook his head: "I don't know, and I don't want to know. But he has killed many people and shouldered many blood debts! Sister Shizhen, don't get too involved with the Rong family."

    "I remember everything." Feng Shizhen said calmly, "Let's take care of each other!"

    The two finally hugged each other tightly.  Sun Shaoqing wiped away his tears, wrapped his hair with a silk scarf, and walked towards the door with his head buried.

    The concierge was drinking wine and humming to the Kunqu opera on the radio, his eyes dizzy.

    Sun Shaoqing walked to the door, lowered his head and knocked on the glass window.

    The concierge stood up with a burp of wine: "Miss Feng? It's so late hiccup do you still want to go out?"

    "Well." Sun Shaoqing said in a deep voice, "Something happened at home and I have to go back. Please open the door."

    The concierge, not doubting his presence, staggered out, took out the key, and opened the small door.  Sun Shaoqing stepped through the small door, walked out quickly, and quickly disappeared at the entrance of the alley.

    Feng Shizhen watched Sun Shaoqing leave smoothly, looked down at his watch, turned around and walked quickly towards the west hall.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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