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Chapter 37

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    Xianle is a famous song and dance hall in Shanghai, with a full band, the most popular song and dance queen, and more than fifty certified dancers.

    After entering Xianledu, Yin Zhenzhu dragged Feng Qu onto the dance floor, leaving Gu Ming and Yin Mingcheng staring at each other.

    When Yin Zhenzhu first came back from abroad, the Feng and Yin families still had the intention to discuss marriage, but recently Yin Zhongqiu had the idea of ??going back on his word and had called Yin Mingcheng to ask him to find a suitable marriage partner for Yin Zhenzhu in Peiping.  Husband.

    Yin Mingcheng complied with his father's request, but received a call from his sister begging for help, hoping that he could persuade Yin Zhongqiu to agree to the marriage between Feng and Yin's family.

    He was also very embarrassed.

    Yin Mingzhu has been obsessed with Feng Qu for more than a day or two. Nowadays, free love is emphasized, and political marriage is certainly one way to go. But if she can get what she wants under the political marriage, wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?

    He stumbled on the phone. Yin Zhenzhu was worried that he would shirk, so she made a special trip to find out about his business trip from his wife He Shushen. She chased him from Rongcheng and blocked him in the International Hotel room.

    Yin Mingcheng watched his sister blatantly snatch Feng Qu away from another woman, and coughed twice in embarrassment: "Miss Gu, how about please do a dance with me?"

    Gu Ming thought for a moment: Is Yin Mingcheng compensating for his sister or covering up?

    "No, no, Mr. Yin, please help yourself. I'll just find a seat and sit for a while." She found a nearby seat and sat down.

    Yin Mingcheng followed and sat opposite her: "Then I'll sit with Miss Gu." His appearance was about 45% similar to Yin Zhenzhu's, only more masculine and heroic.

    With such an eye-catching noble man sitting opposite Gu Ming, she became even more polite: "Thank you, Mr. Yin."

    The two adjutants were left at the International Hotel, and the ballroom was crowded. She was a little worried sitting alone, but these were not peaceful times, so having Yin Mingcheng with her finally made her feel more at ease.

    She smiled slightly: "Mr. Yin really loves Miss Mingzhu. She is so lucky to have a brother like you."

    "Miss Gu is so polite." Yin Mingcheng complimented her: "I believe Miss Gu's family loves Miss Gu just as much."

    "My mother died young and gave birth to only me. My fatherdidn't he love me so much that he even sent me to the Young Marshal's Mansion to be his concubine?" She laughed at herself.

    Yin Mingcheng felt embarrassed: "I'm sorry."

    Gu Ming originally wanted to arouse his sympathy.

    The original work says that Yin Mingcheng loves Yin Mingzhu, his half-sister, and is very obedient. Properly conveying her goodwill to Yin Mingcheng is a necessary means.

    What Yin Mingcheng knows is equivalent to Yin Zhenzhu also knowing.

    "There's nothing I'm sorry about. It happened a long time ago and I don't even remember it." In fact, Gu Ming didn't know what Gu Qianjin's mother looked like, so how could she miss her so sadly?

    Her eyes flicked across the dance floor, and she could see Feng Qu's handsome eyebrows from a distance. The hair on his forehead was hanging down a little. He lowered his head and was talking to Yin Zhenzhu.

    Yin Zhenzhu is slightly taller than her, and Gu Ming always feels that she can reach her height no matter how tall she is.

    She raised her head and spoke to Feng Qu with such affection that no matter who looked at them, there was only one conclusion: "What a perfect couple, right?"

    Yin Mingcheng's love for his sister is true, and he is also observing Feng Qu at this moment.  She is young, only sixteen or seventeen years old. She has a charming appearance, which is exactly the type that men like. She looks innocent and well-behaved, making people reluctant to bully her.

    From a man¡¯s perspective, if he wanted to take a concubine, he would probably choose a girl with an innocent family background, inexperienced and obedient girl.

    But from the perspective of the brother-in-law who chose his future sister-in-law, he didn¡¯t want Feng Qu to have such a concubine.

    "You also think they are suitable?" He was surprised that Gu Ming would say such a thing.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????? A little girl is madly in love with a man, especially a man whom she has a legitimate name, but seeing another woman having sex with him, it is hard not to lose her composure.

    But Gu Ming was very quiet and calm and controlled from beginning to end, which surprised him.

    "The man is talented and the woman is beautiful. They are a perfect match." She tilted her chin and objectively commented on the dancing couple embracing each other: "When Miss Yin first returned to China, the newspapers in Rongcheng were speculating every day when the Feng and Yin families would have a happy event." She said happily.  A smile: "It should be soon, right?"

    The resistance to love between Feng Qu and Yin Zhenzhu first came from political stance, and then from family. Yin Mingcheng was not among them. He was Yin Zhenzhu's reliable ally.

      "I have always been in Peiping, and I don't know much about my family's affairs. I'm afraid I won't know until the wedding date is decided when my sister gets married." Yin Mingcheng is a man of many things in politics, and he knows the truth here well. He will never give a clear answer to a matter.  The results are all ambiguous.

    "That's it." Gu Ming smiled and changed the topic: "Yesterday I was at the International Hotel and heard someone talking about Chen Wanxiang, the top song and dance queen in Xianledu. It is said that many celebrities in Shanghai are crazy about her.  I'm queuing up to ask her to dance with me, but I don't know if she's coming tonight?"

    ¡°Miss Wanxiang comes here every night, and she will be performing on the stage in a while. You can take a look.¡±

    Ten minutes later, the dance music stopped, and Yin Zhenzhu and Feng Qu returned to their seats holding hands.

    Gu Ming chose a round seat for four people. She and Yin Mingcheng were face to face, and there was an empty seat on each hand. Yin Zhenzhu could only sit on Gu Ming's left hand side reluctantly, while Feng Qu sat on her right hand side -  ¡ªShe was really a little sorry for breaking up a couple of lovers.

    Feng Qu ordered foreign wine and poured a glass for everyone. When it was Gu Ming's turn, he poured a little more, as usual: "You two were having a lively chat. What were you talking about?"

    Gu Ming thought to herself: So when she was sizing up Feng Qu and Yin Zhenzhu, he was also sizing up her and Yin Mingcheng at the same time?

    "Let's talk about the marriage between the young marshal and Miss Yin." She raised her glass: "With this glass of wine, I wish the young marshal and Miss Yin to get married soon!"

    Yin Zhenzhu likes to hear this kind of words the most. Moreover, the blessing comes from Feng Qu's concubine, so the meaning is even more different.

    She quickly raised her glass and urged Feng Qu and Yin Mingcheng: "Why don't you two drink?"

    Feng Qu glanced at Gu Ming's face with complicated eyes, as if he wanted to find out the truth and falsehood on her face. Unfortunately, the girl didn't look at him at all. She took a small sip and turned her eyes to the stage.

    The prelude of the music sounded, the lights were like water, and Chen Wanxiang finally came on stage.

    Chen Wanxiang has been in her 20s, with white teeth and red lips, and bright eyes. Even the dim stage lights can reflect her jade-like skin, which is so white that it glows.

    She wore her long hair loose and was wearing a golden cheongsam made of unknown material. Her permed curly hair was casually spread over her shoulders. She was so beautiful.

    "So beautiful!" As Gu Ming sighed, deafening gunshots rang in everyone's ears. It seemed like a slow motion scene in a movie. Chen Wanxiang on the stage staggered back two or three steps. Her golden cheongsam was  Blood-colored flowers bloomed on the abdomen and heart, gradually blooming, charming and desperate.

    She clutched her abdomen and slowly fell down. Someone rushed to the stage, trying to save her: "Wanxiang¡ª¡ª" Maybe it was her loyal admirer.

    The dance hall suddenly became chaotic, with many sharp voices hitting people's eardrums: "It's murder, help -"

    The gorgeous and huge chandelier above the head was shot to pieces. The guests who were having fun fled for their lives. The crowd panicked. Those who had no time to escape were hit by the chandelier and fell to the ground, bloody and bloody.

    "Then the person who ran over stepped on the sticky blood that was dripping on the ground. He slipped and fell to the ground and touched his hand with warm blood. His heart was clenched with fear and he screamed loudly to reduce the fear.

    Gunshots rang out one after another. What was originally a gold-selling cave has now become a Shura field. I don¡¯t know which direction the shooter is from, and I don¡¯t know who the target is besides Chen Wanxiang. Most people want to rush out, but they don¡¯t want to.  Becoming a dead soul who died unjustly.

    ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: Gu Ming sat dumbly, still feeling as if she was watching a feature film, as if she was just wearing 3D glasses to watch the movie, and the people running around were phantoms that could be passed through with her hand.

    She always felt that this was a story in a book, and she always felt alienated from it.

    The person running for her life panicked and bumped into her. A gunshot sounded clearly in her ears, as crisp as a firecracker. Before she could react, she was sprayed with hot liquid, followed by the unique rusty and fishy smell of blood.  Only hindsight conveyed to the sense of smell.

    She wiped it away blankly, and looked at it, her hands were covered with blood.

    The scalding blood, the real temperature, the cruel death scene it is definitely not the fantasy story at the movie viewing scene.

    "Young Young Marshal" Gu Ming stuttered, and even his voice trembled unconsciously.

    And to her left, Yin Zhenzhu held Feng Qu's big hand tightly across the table, crying for help: "Qu, I'm scared!"

    There is an eternal and fatal test point: Mom and wife fall into the water, who do you want to save?

    " If this sentence is applied to Feng Qu, it becomes - both your future wife and your current concubine are in danger, which one should you protect?  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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