After Jiang Shuyao delivered the newspaper, she went to Shengyue Gate as agreed with Sang Xiaoqiong. As soon as she was wandering around the door, she was pulled into a corner by Sang Xiaoqiong.
"Yao Yao, there are a lot of people attending the reception today. Just stay with Mr. Sheng. I will try to come as quickly as possible and will definitely be back within half an hour. If you encounter a crisis, just use the toilet to delay time. I don't know you. Don’t talk to people, you know?”
Jiang Shuyao was actually not sure. Fortunately, it was a dance with a mask, which made her feel a little more at ease.
She has to work hard to make money and lose the protection of the Jiang family in this world. If she wants to live peacefully, money and power are indispensable things. Otherwise, she had a premonition that being kicked out of the Jiang family would mean that the suffering had just begun.
Sang Xiaoqiong said a few words and left in a hurry. Jiang Shuyao hurriedly ran into the toilet from behind, changed into the clothes in the toilet, put on a mask and walked to the table number Sang Xiaoqiong said.
The time was calculated just right.
As Sang Xiaoqiong said, as soon as she walked in front of Mr. Sheng, the lights in the venue went out and the music started in response.
Master Sheng liked dancing with Sang Xiaoqiong very much. As soon as he saw her coming, Master Sheng stood up and held her hand.
"My dear, if you are any later, you will miss your favorite dance."
Jiang Shuyao's heart was beating fast. She would reveal her secrets as soon as she opened her mouth. Sang Xiaoqiong specifically told her not to speak, just keep smiling.
A huge crystal lamp hung high in the center of the dance floor, with colorful lights projected from it. Mysterious masks covered the expressions on their faces.
Everyone at the dance has a hidden agenda, like a mystery waiting to be solved when the lights come on.
"My dear, I will have someone send you some bird's nests tomorrow. You are just weak and need to take more supplements."
Jiang Shuyao lowered his head to respond, thinking of the scars on Sang Xiaoqiong's body, a trace of ridicule leaked on his face.
The lights suddenly went out.
In a panic, Jiang Shuyao's wrist was grabbed by a big hand and she fell into a hug.
Before she could stand still, the man was already leading her to dance. Jiang Shuyao could only spin and retreat with the man's dance steps. His steps were fast and neat. By the time she stabilized her body, they had already walked from the center of the dance floor to the window.
The moonlight passed through the glass, and Jiang Shuyao saw a pair of extremely beautiful peach blossom eyes, which were somewhat similar to Qin Yanchi, but those eyes were smiling, the dark purple mask was evil and flamboyant, and the aura was completely different from Qin Yanchi's.
Jiang Shuyao wanted to speak, but the music gradually stopped.
The time is almost up.
Jiang Shuyao pushed the man away, passed through the crowd, and ran towards the toilet.
The man smiled in the direction she left and spread his hands, with a pearl lying quietly in his palm.
Jiang Shuyao didn't notice that one of the pearl buttons on her back was missing. She ran into the toilet but found that Sang Xiaoqiong hadn't come back yet.
She changed back into her own clothes and stood in the toilet and waited for a long time, but Sang Xiaoqiong showed no sign of coming back.
On the other side, Cheng Qikuan made a call to the young marshal's house: "Hey, what are you doing, marshal Qin? Let me guess, you're not looking at day lily planting techniques, are you?"
Qin Yanchi held the document in one hand: "If we don't talk about business, I will let you plant day lilies for two years now."
"Well, well, guess who I just saw?"
"Bye."
"Wait, don't hang up. I saw your little daylily."
Qin Yanchi glanced at his watch: "Address."
"Hey? Come here. I don't think it's so troublesome. I'll send someone to you..." That's it.
Before he finished speaking, Qin Yanchi had already hung up the phone.
