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    Feng Shizhen found a tooth-white dance skirt decorated with beads and tassels from a pile of skirts, and thought it looked very familiar.  Then she remembered.  In the drawer of Rong Dingkun's small study, there is a photo of Sun Shaoqing wearing this skirt and taking a photo with Rong Dingkun at a dance party.

    Rong Dingkun only accepted this photo, which shows that either the occasion was memorable or he liked Sun Shaoqing's outfit very much.

    Feng Shizhen looked at Yu Zhihui happily choosing clothes everywhere like a kitten falling into a fishing net. Just now, Rong Dingkun's expression of calmly sizing up his niece flashed through her mind.

    Her eyes flashed, and she slowly smiled enthusiastically.

    "Miss Yu, I think this skirt suits you very well!"

    Yu Zhihui looked back and liked it a little, but worried: "Is it too plain?"

    "How elegant, it complements your bookish scent." Feng Shizhen praised, "Look, it's still haute couture in Paris! I remembered that Miss Sun went to France with the master last year, so it must have been done in Paris.  This skirt.¡±

    When Yu Zhihui heard that it was a French product, her eyes lit up and she immediately took the skirt over.

    Yu Zhihui has a slender waist and slender hands and feet. Although the skirt is straight, it can still show a graceful appearance when worn on her body.

    Feng Shizhen found another pearl necklace and a pair of white lacquered high-heeled leather shoes and asked Yu Zhihui to put them on.

    "Look, what I said is right." Feng Shizhen stood behind Yu Zhihui, holding her shoulders and looking into the mirror with her, "Miss Yu is so dressed up, she looks pure and pure, as if a fairy has descended to earth. Then I will be there  At the dance, I don¡¯t know how many men will fall for you.¡±

    Yu Zhihui blushed at the compliment and said with a shy smile: "Miss Feng is joking. I'm just like Cinderella, but I'm just wearing the gorgeous clothes for a few hours."

    "Since you are Cinderella, there must be a prince waiting to meet you at the ball." Feng Shizhen smiled sweetly.

    The two of them chose their clothes and walked out of the west hall. Mrs. Rong also came back with her daughters.  Mrs. Rong was very happy to see her niece. She not only stayed with Yu Zhihui for dinner, but also opened her makeup box and gave her a pair of pearl earrings to match the necklace.

    "Your mother is the only one who still cares about me now." Mrs. Rong said, her eyes turning red. "There aren't many good men in the Huang family, and they can't cover the mud on the wall. Seeing that I couldn't speak at the Rong family,  Then he turned a blind eye to me. It¡¯s a shame that I¡¯m so unhappy with my husband because of these brothers!¡±

    "Auntie, don't be angry because of those heartless people." Yu Zhihui comforted Mrs. Rong with gentle words.

    Mrs. Rong clapped her hand and asked, "What is going on with you and Xiucheng?"

    Yu Zhihui¡¯s face darkened.

    "Don't be afraid." Mrs. Rong said angrily, "He is not good enough for you because he is a scumbag. There will be many young talents from good families on the day of the dance, and my aunt will definitely choose a good husband for you!"

    As soon as these words came out, both Yu Zhihui, who was trying to welcome her but still refused, and Rong Fanglin, who was pretending to flip through a magazine, all felt happy in their hearts.

    Seeing that the hour hand pointed to nine o'clock, Yu Zhihui stood up to say goodbye.

    Feng Shizhen sent her to the car, turned back to the house, entered his room, and let out a long breath.

    There are only a few days left until Young Master Rong¡¯s birthday party, and the entire Rong Mansion is basically ready.  Feng Shizhen didn't even want to admit that she was actually looking forward to it.

    Not only because there will be a good show, but also because it will be a dance full of dreams for girls.

    ¡°Perhaps it¡¯s the girl¡¯s heart buried deep within herself that is causing trouble.  The girl imprisoned in the body carries Feng Shizhen's last innocence and innocence.  She longed for a grand and gorgeous dance, where she could wear a beautiful dance dress and dance with a handsome young man.

    The crystal lantern reflects the bright light, the fragrance is dense, and the music is melodious. It is a dream that can only be experienced once in a lifetime, but will never be forgotten.

    Suddenly there was a gentle knock on the door.

    It¡¯s so late, who could it be?

    The corridor was empty.  Feng Shizhen lowered his head and found a paper bag hanging on the door handle.

    It¡¯s still the same trick!

    Feng Shizhen closed the door and took out a box from the paper bag.  There is a card in the box, as well as a bottle of perfume.  The square bottle contains golden liquid.

    ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? out, Rong Jia Shangqiu's strong and beautiful handwriting is displayed in front of you.

    "I discovered it by chance and I think the breath is very suitable for you. Thank you sir for your life."There was a sudden thud.

    He subconsciously turned around and looked towards the hall, and then, it was like electric sparks bursting out in his brain circuits, and no other sounds could be heard in his ears.

    A slender and graceful young girl is holding on to the railing, stepping down from the broken light of the crystal lamp.

    The bright and warm light in the hall shines on her ultramarine skirt embroidered with dark silver thread, dyeing it sometimes blue and sometimes blue, like the unpredictable sea water under the sun.  The black tassels on the cuffs and skirt caressed the girl's bare white skin, and her shapely feet were wearing a pair of silver leather shoes.

    Her long hair was permed in a wavy arc and pulled back behind her head. A thin dark golden hairband hung in front of her forehead, and the tassels swayed gently on her temples.  Apart from that, the only other decorations on her body are a pair of pearl earrings on her ears and a slender black pearl chain on her neck.

    This is the most standard Western upper-class socialite dress, elegant and modern, gorgeous and unobtrusive.  Feng Shizhen looked like a lady from a famous family far more than the Rong sisters.  Her dignity seems to be innate, her movements are calm and graceful, like a noble swan, slowly walking into the crowd.

    When Rong Jia came to his senses, he realized that he was already standing under the stairs.

    Feng Shizhen stood on the steps and met his eyes.  With a clear understanding of each other, the corners of their mouths burst into meaningful smiles at the same time.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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