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    Feng Shizhen sneered: "Or do you think that the fianc¨¦e is just for cosmetics, and a confidante can give gentle explanations?"

    "No!" Rong Jiashang immediately denied, "I won't do that! I won't be like my father."

    Feng Shizhen took a deep breath and said nothing.

    "You're right to ask." Rong Jiashang lowered his head, "It's very irresponsible for me to do this. In my current situation, I am not qualified to woo you. So, I want to ask you to give me some time."

    Feng Shizhen had gradually calmed down and suddenly felt uncomfortable.

    A man who has worked hard for a long time and finally caught a fish looks at the fish in the basin, but he doesn't feel much joy about the harvest.

    Isn¡¯t this what she wants?  Why are you still unhappy?

    "Shizhen." Rong Jiashang said cautiously, "I like you, sincerely."

    Confession is like a curse. Every time Rong Jiashang utters it, it can have a devastating impact on Feng Shizhen's world.  She felt that she couldn't resist a few more times, and the only way was to escape from here quickly and stay away from this man who would make her lose control.

    This time she opened the door, but Rong Jiashang did not stop her.  He looked at her sadly, like an abandoned puppy.

    "I'm serious." Rong Jiashang said, "You just need to give me some time."

    "Jia Shang," Feng Shizhen held the doorknob tightly and did not dare to look back, "We are not suitable."

    "No." Rong Jiashang suddenly smiled, "We are a match made in heaven. You actually know that."

    Feng Shizhen couldn't handle it and fled in panic.

    Outside is a corridor leading to the hall. Guests are leaning against the wall in twos and threes, and melodious music is floating in the air.  No one noticed that Feng Shi was really embarrassed.  Before she could adjust her expression and didn't dare to go back into the hall, she opened the next door and hid in it.

    In the dark room, she stood against the wall, breathing deeply for a long time. The tremors in her body slowly faded away like the lingering tide.

    The lips are still hot and swollen and slightly painful.  The influence of the young man's passionate and repeated kisses will always flash back the moment he closes his eyes, like the flash of a spotlight imprinted on the retina.

    Feng Shizhen pressed his chest and adjusted his breathing, like a drowning man struggling to get ashore, panting in embarrassment.

    A sound in the darkness reached my ears.  Feng Shizhen was agitated, the heat all over his body disappeared, and a layer of goosebumps appeared on his skin.

    A small desk lamp turned on.  Yu Zhihui curled up on the sofa, holding a wine glass in her hand, her eyes red and swollen, and smiled bitterly at Feng Shizhen.

    ¡°It¡¯s not easy to find a secluded place tonight.¡±

    Feng Shizhen didn¡¯t speak for a while.

    The room is next door, the walls are not thick, and Rong Jiashang¡¯s voice is not quiet.  Yu Zhihui probably heard everything.

    "Man, no matter how nice the words of each other are, they are just for your own good." Yu Zhihui adjusted the broken hair on the temples and sneered, "Those words came out of their mouths without thinking.  Jiashang is my cousin, but I have to say that a rich young man like him doesn't take women seriously. Just listen to what he said, Miss Feng, and don't be fooled.  Let¡¯s go.¡±

    "That's why I ran away in a hurry." Feng Shizhen chuckled, "It made Miss Yu laugh."

    "Both each other." Yu Zhihui said coldly, "I don't have the right to laugh at others now."

    Feng Shizhen walked to her side and sat down, taking a look at the whiskey on the coffee table.  The bottle was half empty.  Yu Zhihui's eyes were distracted, and she was leaning softly on the sofa, lazily and tired, with tears on her cheeks.

    "If it's for that Mr. Meng, you don't have to do this." Feng Shizhen said, "That person is just a slanderer, and he came to harass me before. According to Jiashang, he is not a friend of the Rong family."

    "Who is he?" Yu Zhihui smiled bitterly and shook her head, "But he said what everyone here wanted to ask me today. The borrowed dance skirt and jewelry, the forced scenery, just for  You can fool any idiot and find yourself a rich husband. Miss Feng is good at English. She should know that foreigners call women like me gold nugget girls. I myself look down on myself, so I don¡¯t blame others for laughing at me."

    Feng Shizhen took the wine glass from Yu Zhihui¡¯s hand and took a big sip.  The cold liquid slides down the throat, and a spicy alcohol rushes up. It is exciting and refreshing, making the whole body warm, and the body becomes soft and relaxed, as comfortable as floating on the clouds.

    "No wonder they say a drink can solve a thousand worries." Feng Shizhen took off his leather shoes, followed Yu Zhihui's posture, and curled up on the sofa.Her dream is to be an elegant and noble rich lady like Rong Fanglin, marry a capable man like her uncle, and be a virtuous and leisurely rich wife.

    Not to mention that Miss Sun is an idiot, my aunt is also very bad at dealing with people.  If she were in the same situation as the Rong family, she would definitely not act like her aunt and end up separated from the man

    Yu Zhihui was suddenly startled.  What was she thinking?

    Feng Shizhen looked at her calmly for a long time, took in all the changes in her expression, and said softly: "I see you are very drunk. I'll call someone to take you to the guest room to have a rest."

    Yu Zhihui nodded sarcastically, feeling uneasy and saying nothing.

    Feng Shizhen left the room and walked along the corridor to the lively hall.  The light here is bright and full of joy, which is very different from the dark and depressing small room.

    Feng Shizhen stood on the steps at the entrance, his eyes scanning the whole place.

    Yang Xiucheng was joking with Du Lanxin, while on the other side, Rong Dingkun was chatting with two male guests.

    In the middle of the triangle, Mrs. Rong and Zhao Huaan were hugging each other and dancing.  The band plays a soothing four-step dance music.  Mrs. Rong was dancing with Zhao Huaan.  The two of them met each other's eyes and both smiled happily.  Rong Fanglin was dancing with a strange man, but his eyes were glued to Yang Xiucheng like spider silk.  Du Lanxin smiled like a blooming red peony, and her hands naturally smoothed Yang Xiucheng's tie.

    "Isn't it interesting? Stand at this angle and overlook the whole place. Everyone's thoughts are caught in your eyes."

    Feng Shizhen turned around suddenly, but there was no one behind him.

    Meng Xian is not here, is it the ghost in her heart that is talking?

    The melodious music swirled over the hall, dancing around the beams, and the warm aroma was intoxicating.  Feng Shizhen's eyes kept jumping on those people.

    Yang Xiucheng¡¯s steady smile, Rong Dingkun¡¯s shrewd eyes

    "Your decision is related to a woman's fate."

    "You decide your own destiny." Feng Shizhen whispered, staring at the man, and walked straight towards him.  #####(Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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