"Sister Qing actually saw it right. You still, really chased me?"
Mu Aizhen's face suddenly burned red, and her scalp was numb with anger. She just felt extremely embarrassed, "Mu Qingyun, can you stop being like this all day long and save some face for our Mu family?"
Mu Qingyun sneered: "You have such a big face."
"Stop talking, Mr. Qiao and Mr. Xiao Fang will be here soon. Hurry, send her away."
Zhao Qing's eyes narrowed and she said anxiously.
Mu Aizhen's head felt heavy, and she stretched out her hand to pull Mu Qingyun's arm: "Hurry up and go-"
Before her claws reached Mu Qingyun's arm, she let Mu Qingyun slap her away. The waiter next to her saw her from a distance, her face turned green, and she trotted over to protect Mu Qingyun.
"Miss Mu, do you need help?"
Several waiters had wary faces and solemn expressions, as if Mu Aizhen and the others were dangerous people.
Mu Qingyun's anger dissipated quickly, he waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's nothing."
The waiter was dubious, but still firmly supported Mu Qingyun.
Mu Aizhen suddenly became even more furious.
A 'sisterly feud' was going on here, but Zhao Yang and Zhang Lan standing behind them couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Zhang Lan stammered for a long time, then pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Classmate Mu, what a coincidence."
He thought for a while. It seemed that it was not easy to ask people about "running away from home" in public. His mind twitched and he stammered, "School starts tomorrow. Have you finished your homework?"
Mu Qingyun: "Are there two diaries left?"
Zhang Lan: "..."
Zhao Yang sighed and smiled bitterly. Just as he was racking his brains to say a few words, there was a sound of footsteps behind him.
Zhao Qing looked back, a blush suddenly appeared on her face, she lowered her head slightly, with a shy look on her face. She looked several times better than at first when her eyes were higher than her head.
"Aqing."
Lou Fang and Qiao Qing came over one after the other.
Zhao Qing's eyes were half-covered on Lou Fang, feeling that her throat was a little dry and her mind was in a mess.
Lou Fang smiled: "A Qing's friend?"
He only glanced at Zhao Yang and Zhang Lan, but paid little attention to Zhao Qing and Mu Aizhen. He obviously didn't know Zhao Qing. He just nodded politely and walked to Mu Qingyun.
"Today's opening dance, I will dance with you, Ah Qing. Mr. Qiao is powerless and can't compete with me."
A faint smile poured out of Lou Fang's eyes, "Here, let me help you adjust your clothes."
After saying that, she gently put her hand on Mu Qingyun's shoulder and slid it down. The neckline of the silver-black robe she was wearing was slightly tightened, and the skirt was extended downward by half an inch. It fell to her calf, and two gold and silver threads were exposed on her shoulders. The elegant epiphyllum is entangled with diamonds as its heart.
Then the belt was loosened and turned over, revealing two gemstone buckles on both sides of the waistband, embellished with silk ribbons.
The robe that was originally as ordinary as a nightgown suddenly turned into a very delicate and beautiful little dress.
"Let's go, even if we make the finale, we won't miss the first dance."
Mu Qingyun laughed, nodded to Zhao Yang and others, then took Lou Fang's arm and walked towards the banquet hall.
Mu Aizhen was stunned, biting the tip of her tongue before swallowing the question - how did Mu Qingyun know these people?
Zhao Qing's face turned white, and Zhang Lan couldn't help but say: "My dear, I told you that this student Mu is hiding something secret."
The entire banquet hall was brightly lit and newly decorated. Teacher Qiao and the others were sitting or standing, talking together. When they saw Mu Qingyun, Lou Fang, and Mr. Qiao entering, everyone raised their heads to pay attention and smiled.
Mu Qingyun walked towards the banquet hall holding Lou's arm.
Outside the door, Zhao Qing stared at Mu Qingyun's back and saw her gray and inconspicuous robe. When the light shone on it, it turned out to be brilliant and beautiful.
Only then did she realize that the tailoring of this dress was very unusual, and the material was even more unusual. It seemed ordinary at first glance, but in such an environment, compared with the high-end dresses in the room, they all lost their splendor.
The host in the black suit, now in the black evening dress, said in a clear and clear voice, neither serious nor serious: "I would like to invite Teacher Xiao Fang and Classmate Mu to dance for everyone."
Mu Qingyun lowered his voice: "I'm not good at dancing."
Lou Fang smiled: "Don't worry, you can do it. Even if the two of us dance casually, we will still be the focus of the evening."
Mu Qingyun: "..."
"Aren't you going to be a star that attracts everyone's attention? Sooner or later you have to get used to it."
Lou Fang Xuxu supported her waist, walked to the center of the dance floor naturally, took two steps back, bowed gracefully, and stretched out his hand.
Mu Qingyun put her hand on his palm and suddenly discovered that she could dance.
Her body was as light as the wind, jumping, whirling, and swaying gently. Mu Qingyun seemed to have danced countless times. The music supported her naturally, without her having to look for the notes at all. As long as her body swayed, the music took the initiative to find the notes. coming.
Mu Qingyun couldn't help laughing.
No wonder the landlord said that she would definitely be able to dance. This orchestra is really excellent.
All the guests looked at him sideways.
Not far outside the door, Mu Aizhen could see the scene inside from a distance, feeling confused as she watched Mu Qingyun dance under the spotlight.
"When did she look like this?"
In fact, Mu Qingyun's appearance has not changed much. It took her sixteen years to lose her good looks. How can she really develop a beautiful appearance in such a short time now?
It's just that he has eaten well and nourished himself well in the past few days, and his face is rosy. The most important thing is that Mu Qingyun's deportment has become very good, and the hunchback that used to hold his breasts has disappeared.
Whether this person is good-looking or not, appearance is of course the most important thing, but appearance and posture are not as useless as people say. The saying that beauty is in the bones but not in the skin is still very reasonable.
Her clothes also add color to her body. The top-notch tailoring modifies her slightly rounded figure. Instead of being bloated, she is just plump. Under the dazzling lights, no one can say that she is not beautiful.
Mu Qingyun didn't even expect that the clothes she wore as a nightgown actually had such a magical side.
At first, Kunlun prepared so many beautiful clothes and accessories. Mu Qingyun was very interested and wished he could change into seven or eight clothes every day. But by the second day, he got tired of it, so like Teacher Qiao and others, he only wore what was most comfortable. That set.
It is this loose and loose nightgown. It is very light and soft. Wearing it is almost as comfortable as not wearing it. It is not thick, but you can't feel the cold at all. It is also very convenient for living, sitting and sleeping. It belongs to the kind of Mu Qingyun. The kind that I want to buy and take home when I leave.
Unexpectedly, people can not only wear it at home, but with a slight change, it can be worn to any formal occasion.
Zhao Qing stood there for a moment in the banquet hall with her lingerie and fragrant hair on her temples, but she didn't even want to go in, so she turned around and left.
Zhao Yang and Zhang Lan were a little hungry, so they decided to go to the restaurant next door to eat first and ordered a set meal each.
After finishing the meal and paying the bill, a waiter came over with two exquisite handbags and said with a smile: "Two young gentlemen, you two are our VIP friends, and our chairman invited us to dinner today. "
Zhao Qing and Mu Aizhen: "..."
The waiter handed the bag to Zhao Yang and the others with both hands, "You two seem to be interested in the 'Porcelain Sculpture of the Three Martyrs' imitated by Master Cao in our hotel. This is a souvenir for you two. I hope you will You can like it.”
After the things were delivered, the two waiters politely left.
Zhao Yang's eyes moved slightly, and a slight smile couldn't help but appear on his face.
Zhang Lan was confused and took it apart to look at it. As soon as he opened it, he made a trick: "Three righteous men?"
"Fake."
Zhang Lan was stunned for a moment, then patted his chest.
Last year, a set of "Three Righteous Men" was sold at an auction house for over 100 million yuan.
I even thought it couldn't be true.
Although it is an imitation, even if he does not know the art, he can still see the beauty of the porcelain carvings in this handbag. Even if it is an imitation, it is still the best among the best.
As soon as she turned around, Zhang Lan saw Mu Aizhen's expression was very difficult to explain, and she was startled: "Ah, the 'Three Righteous Soldiers' in the hotel are imitations of Master Cao!"
He finally understood what the waiter meant by emphasizing the word 'imitation'.
Zhao Yang took out a note from his handbag, coughed, and handed it to Mu Aizhen.
When Mu Aizhen saw it, she was filled with hatred and her whole body began to tremble.
Zhao Yang felt funny in his heart. He really didn't expect that classmate Mu Qingyun and Mu would be so intolerant and even wrote a special note to 'comfort' Mu Aizhen.
Although she said that Kunlun's "Three Righteous Soldiers" were authentic, Master Cao's imitations were worth tens of millions, so she was half right, so there was no need to be depressed.
Mu Aizhen blushed for a moment and her head was buzzing.
