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    Mrs. Rong felt that her situation was over, so she complained that she was ill and pushed away all the housekeeper matters.  The housekeepers take care of the daily affairs, but the young master's birthday party next month has to be hosted by someone.

    The steward took advantage of Rong Dingkun's rare return home and went to ask for advice.  Rong Dingkun was extremely annoyed.  He wanted to appoint his aunt to do it, but he also thought that the Wang family might not be able to host a grand banquet because of his family spirit.  It was Yang Xiucheng who suggested that Rong Fanglin give it a try.

    "Fang Lin is already sixteen years old. In a few years, it will be time to get married. Now is the time to learn how to host a family banquet. Besides, many famous people and dignitaries will come by then, and it will be a good opportunity for Fang Lin to stand out.  As the saying goes, a good woman can be found in hundreds of families. If Fang Lin can have a good reputation, he will definitely be able to find a good husband. Besides, no matter how careless my wife is, she can't just watch Fang Lin ruin the banquet."

    Rong Dingkun thought it made sense, so he gave the order.

    The Rong sisters were having class in the study room, and the steward came to report. Rong Fanghua burst out laughing and said to Feng Shizhen, "Sir, you really know things like a god!"

    Feng Shizhen smiled and said: "I think this is an excellent opportunity to exercise. You two have also hosted tea parties before."

    Rong Fanglin said sadly: "In the past tea parties, we only invited a dozen classmates to play. This time, dad plans to invite the entire Shanghai beach. Counting Chinese and foreign guests together, there will be at least one or two hundred people."

    "Don't worry." Feng Shizhen comforted, "I don't think my wife will ignore it."

    If it is as Yang Xiucheng expected, no matter how angry Mrs. Rong is, she has to help her biological daughter.  She sent her aunt to help Rong Fanglin, and because she thought Feng Shizhen was capable and careful, she also asked her to help.

    The host¡¯s wife made a request, and Feng Shizhen naturally agreed.

    The study room was opened into a command room, where Rong Fanglin gave orders.  The footmen, the old ladies, took her orders and sprang into action.  Feng Shizhen and his aunt are Miss Rong's two great military advisers, advising her.

    The autumn air is crisp, the sky is clear, and the autumn chrysanthemums are as gorgeous as the sun.  However, the ladies and ladies had no intention of traveling and gathered in the study for a meeting.

    A large blackboard was set up in the study room, covered with notes, and the desks were stacked with heavy samples sent by various stores.

    "Both lunch tea and dinner are ordered from the Richa Hotel. British-style lunch and French-style dinner. The restaurant will send the menu tomorrow. Remember, let the master see it first, and then show it to the wife."

    "The guest list also needs to be reviewed by Brother Xiucheng."

    "By the way, if any guests are allergic to food, please mark it out."

    "Don't use platycodon flowers, they stink very much. What kind of flowers do you like?"

    "I asked, and he said he hates any flowers." The aunt pursed her lips and smiled.

    "Use carnations." Feng Shizhen finalized, "The light green ones are only used to decorate the dining table. Pink peonies and lilies can be placed in the ballroom, and it doesn't matter if you use roses. Fang Hua calculated the quantity and asked the waiter to call and pick up the flowers today.  Store order.¡±

    "Tablecloth, which one should you choose?"

    "Ivory?"

    "It's not a wedding, so just use light gold."

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    "Sir, come quickly. The restaurant has sent us all the food and wine for tasting. Let's try it together!"

    Rong Jiashang passed by the door of the study and took a look after hearing the bustle inside.

    The women were tasting the wine and food, and they didn¡¯t know which dish they had eaten. They all showed horrible expressions and hurriedly vomited it out.

    Feng Shizhen quickly took a sip of champagne and then showed a look of surprise.

    "This is good, remember to add it to the list."

    ¡°Miss, please try this red wine again.¡± The hotel manager enthusiastically recommended, ¡°This wine goes perfectly with the charcoal-grilled lamb chops for dinner.¡±

    Rong Fanghua¡¯s cheeks were already flushed with alcohol, and she smiled and said: ¡°Hurry up! There is also dessert, bring it over quickly!¡±

    The entire trolley was filled with exquisite cakes and snacks and delivered.  The women, who didn't love desserts, all cheered.

    Rong Jiashang smiled and shook his head, his eyes lingering on Feng Shizhen¡¯s neck where the scar had fallen off but left red marks.

    "Brother." Rong Fanghua found him, "We have an appointment with Sister Lan Xin to go shopping at Xianshi Department Store later, you can come with us."

    Du Lanxin¡¯s name was like a warning bell, ringing in Rong Jiashang¡¯s mind.  The gentle smile on his face seemed to be washed away by the big waves, and he said coldly: "I have to go to the company, so I am not free."

    Because Rong Jiashang handled the spy investigation very well, Rong Dingkun was very sure.  AllowThe song flowed out like water.

    There was only a small crystal chandelier on in the study, and the whole room was enveloped in honey-colored light.

    Feng Shizhen was wearing a light blue dress, with her back to the door, a glass of red wine in one hand, and writing in front of the blackboard.

    The music on the gramophone was soothing and melodious. Feng Shizhen was writing and drawing, his head gently swaying to the rhythm.  Her hair, which was always tied up, was let down and tied into a fluffy braid, draped over her shoulders.  This made her back look slim and lazy, which made Rong Jia's chest feel hot.

    As if he had a tacit understanding, Feng Shizhen put down the chalk and turned around.

    Their eyes met, both of them were bathed in dim light, their faces young and beautiful.

    "Why are you busy alone?" Rong Jiashang walked over and glanced at the blackboard.

    There are all kinds of notes on it, all about the dance.  There is an interesting timetable in it, clearly marked at what time visitors are received, when tea is served, and when dinner is served.  I even wrote down clearly what time it was to let Rong Dingkun speak, and then let Rong Jiashang speak, and then all the guests wished Rong Jiashang a happy birthday.

    "Fang Lin and the others haven't come back from shopping in the department store yet." Feng Shizhen's voice also had a lazy feeling, like it was soaked in wine, with the mellow fragrance of flowers, "I want to choose the songs to play at the dance.  Okay. What music do you like?"

    "I'm not particular about anything." Rong Jiashang looked at her eyes as warm as autumn water with interest, "Sir, have you thought about what birthday gift to give me?"

    Feng Shizhen looked at Rong Jiashang and suddenly smiled.  Rong Jiashang felt that the whole study was suddenly filled with flowers, and a stream of warm water poured into his blood vessels, filling his whole body with unspeakable strength.

    "Don't worry, within my ability, I will definitely give you a satisfactory one." Feng Shizhen's body swayed slightly, as if he was unsteady on his feet.  She has always been dignified and self-possessed, and has never been so frivolous.

    Rong Jiashang¡¯s eyes moved to the empty red wine bottle on the table and he understood.

    "How much wine did you drink, sir?"

    "Not much." Feng Shizhen smiled unconsciously, like a beautiful epiphyllum blooming in the candlelight, "The alcohol content of the red wine is not high. I am someone who can fight with my father and my brother holding a bottle of white wine."

    Rong Jiashang couldn¡¯t laugh or cry, but he liked Feng Shizhen¡¯s drunken and stubborn look very much.  There was a warm and broken light in her eyes, which seemed to be blurred and awake, full of elusive energy.

    The song ended, there was a brief pause, and then it started playing again.

    This is a soothing and tender waltz, the guitar sounds softly, and the honest male voice sings the love song affectionately.

    Outside the window is a dark and cold night, with the wind blowing like a whistle.  The room is warm as spring, the soft light is intoxicating, and the aroma of wine is elegant.

    Rong Jiashang took the crystal wine glass from Feng Shizhen's hand and placed it on the table nearby. Then he took her left hand and placed it on his chest.

    Feng Shizhen's eyes were filled with waves, and a ray of light flashed past like a shooting star.  Slowly, she placed her right hand on Rong Jia Shang's palm.

    ? ? Pull the arm.  The young woman turned around lightly and was hugged by the man.

    The ten fingers are intertwined, the two bodies are close to each other, and the body temperature melts together through the layers of clothing.

    Feng Shizhen felt that he was probably a little drunk.  She didn't seem to take a step, but the chandelier above her head and everything around her began to rotate around her.  But she didn't have to worry about falling, because the man's hand around her waist was so strong, almost restraining her, as if he was afraid that she would escape.

    She felt very at ease and handed herself over, following Rong Jiashang's footsteps and letting her take her wherever she went.

    At this moment, she finally no longer had to think or be on guard.  She was like a bird that was tired of flying and finally found a branch where it could stay.

    The young man¡¯s chest is solid and warm, and his heart is beating hotly.  They seemed to have returned to the moment when they first met. No one knew the other, but they were like close friends who had known each other for a long time. They knew everything about each other and could take steps to cooperate without deliberate effort.

    The light refracted on the crystal pendant, intertwining into a cocoon of light, enveloping the two people.

    Their faces were very close to each other, the tips of their noses would occasionally rub against each other, and their breathing would intertwined.  The dance music hadn't finished yet, but they had already stopped, hugging each other tenderly, half-closing their eyes, as if they were immersed in a dream.

    Rong Jiashang stared at Feng Shizhen's moist and red lips, and cautiously moved forward, fearing to disturb her or being too abrupt, so he retracted his neck.

    A loud car horn cut off the charming emotions in the study like a sharp knife.  The joyful laughter of the Rong sisters came.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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