Since nine o'clock, the hall on the third floor of Yingjing Entertainment Center has been crowded with people chatting with upper-class people.
Lord Mu Hongfei's reputation is not to be described as magical. He wanted to invite most of the celebrities in Hong Kong to Mu Wanrou's 20th birthday party.
On this day, all the waiters in the entertainment center put on JK student uniforms, bunny girls, cat girls and other attractive costumes.
As a small test of COS clothing, combined with the tall height and exquisite appearance of the waiters in the entertainment center, the gentlemen walking back and forth in the hall kept glancing at them.
The banquet was not only attended by gentlemen, but also various ladies. These ladies were also attracted by the waiters in the entertainment center and gossiped with each other about where these clothes could be sold.
Some ladies asked the waiter to ask questions, and the waiter patiently answered the questions, saying that their clothes were professionally customized by in-house designers and were absolutely limited edition.
For a while, the male gentlemen were discussing which clothing was sexy and tasteful enough.
The ladies gathered together in twos and threes, guessing who the costume designer of Yingjing Entertainment Center was.
At five o'clock in the afternoon, the birthday party officially started. Mu Hongfei, who had not shown up until now, appeared, accompanied by Qiu Maiti and Teng Yue.
He looked at the guests with a smile and said, "Welcome to my little girl's birthday party. I would like to express my thanks in advance."
The guests who came to the birthday banquet stopped chatting and looked at Mu Hongfei, waiting for the next words.
Mu Hongfei continued: "Now I announce that the birthday party has officially begun!"
As soon as Mu Hongfei finished speaking, the lights in the entire banquet hall instantly went out, causing quite a commotion.
The next moment, a dazzling searchlight lit up, pointing to the corner of the hall, and at the same time, the beautiful piano sound also sounded.
In the corner, a girl in a white skirt is sitting at the table writing and drawing.
Looking around, there are pink beds, photo frames, and wardrobes, making it look like a woman's boudoir.
The girl is young, probably six or seven years old at most. Her little face is wrinkled, sometimes frowning in thought, sometimes lowering her head to continue painting.
Suddenly, a dexterous butterfly flew in front of her. The girl raised her head in confusion, with a smile on her immature face, chasing and playing with the butterfly.
The girl chased the butterflies with her bare feet and played to her heart's content. Her childlike laughter made many viewers in the hall smile inexplicably.
The light gradually dimmed, and when it came back on it changed its direction and the scene changed. It was no longer a boudoir, but a study room filled with books.
In front of the table, an old man in his sixties wearing glasses was sorting out his account books, his brows furrowed and he sighed.
A naughty figure walked out from behind the bookshelf, tiptoeing, as if he wanted to give the old man a surprise, but he saw the old man's sad face.
The girl at this time was already in her teens, with fair skin and a pink dress. Although her face was still childish, she looked more like a lady.
When the old man saw the girl, the sadness on his face disappeared and he hugged the girl lovingly.
At this moment, a slightly older figure came into the mirror.
He seemed to have something urgent to communicate with the old man, so the old man took the latter out of the study and hid behind the door.
On the left side of the door, two old men got into a quarrel, which made them red-faced and furious.
On the right side of the door, the girl put her palms on her ears and leaned behind the door, seeming to be eavesdropping on something, the smile on her face gradually disappearing.
Finally, she walked behind the desk, sat on the old man's chair, and looked through the account book.
Outside the window, the moon rises and sets, snow falls, leaves fall, and heavy rain indicate that the four seasons of the year are passing by in a hurry.
The light gradually dimmed, and then gradually brightened in another direction.
The scene has not changed. The girl is sitting behind the desk, sorting out the account books. Her age has changed from a teenage child to a slim girl.
The old man had more gray hair on his temples, and his figure had become extremely stooped. He stood behind the girl, watching the girl sort out the account books, with an extremely pleased expression.
At this moment, the piano sound in the banquet hall changed, and a woman's solo was added: "The flowers bloom in spring, the wind in autumn, and the setting sun in winter. In my melancholy youth, I once thought so ignorantly, the windmill is In the song of the cycle of seasons
It flows day by day, and in the romantic poems, I grow up day by day. The story of flowing water taking away time changes a person, just in that sentimental and waiting youth for the first time..."
[Note: Key point: The above songs are from Luo Dayou, The Story of Time, Cantonese version of Yue Xiangjiang...]
When people looked for the sound and went out, they saw a light shining on the back of the crowd again.
At the corner of the stairs, a beautiful figure appeared.
She was wearing long black leather boots, stepping on the golden carpet, and was wearing a gorgeous and exquisite war robe. On the back of the war robe was a pair of white wings that were about to spread out and fly.
She wore a pure gold crown on her head and a cane as white as jade in her hand. She was slowly walking down the golden stairs step by step.
Just as everyone was marveling at the girl's beauty, the wings on the girl's back slowly swayed, and actually took her flying up, slowly flying over everyone's heads.
The light always followed the girl's figure, and as she landed steadily beside Lord Mu Hongfei, the singing stopped.
Suddenly, the lights turned on and the banquet hall became bright again.
Only then did everyone see the girl's appearance clearly. She turned out to be the host of today's birthday party, Mu Wanrou.
The way Mu Wanrou appeared was so shocking. She actually wore angel armor and flew to the center of the banquet hall?
It was only then that everyone looked at Mu Hongfei, Qiu Madi, and Teng Yue and realized that these three people were all wearing tuxedos that represented the status of the Lord.
The popularity of this kind of tuxedo comes from the British royal family. It is similar to the tuxedo worn by the vampire counts in later vampire movies, with red and black colors.
The tuxedo has a sacred status in the hearts of the British, and is only worn on the most important occasions.
Mu Hongfei watched Mu Wanrong fly over from the horizon, with a smile on her wrinkled face.
Taking Mu Wanrou's hand, Mu Hongfei smiled and nodded to everyone: "My little girl is in her prime. She likes to play around and make everyone laugh."
Wearing black leather boots, tight-fitting battle armor, outstretched wings, and wearing a crown, Mu Wanrou's extremely delicate face, at this moment, interpreted beauty and sanctity to the extreme.
The gentlemen stared at Mu Wanrou with admiration in their eyes, while the ladies were completely attracted by the armor on Mu Wanrou.
Those who have access to this place and are invited to the banquet are all prominent figures in Xiangjiang. Naturally, they can see the value of Mu Wanrou's clothes, luxury!
The beautiful piano sound started again, and Mu Hongfei led Mu Wanrou to introduce some important people.
These big shots pull their outstanding juniors to their side and highly recommend them.
"Cousin, you are so beautiful."
In the crowd, Mu Le slowly walked towards Mu Wanrou and was completely amazed by her dress today.
Now Mu Wanrou is a sacred and inviolable angel and an absolute goddess in Mu Le's eyes.
With a slight smile on her face, Mu Wanrou responded: "My cousin is also very handsome today." Then she stopped the waiter, took the red wine glass, and clinked a glass with Mu Le.
The official host has appeared, which means that the birthday party has officially begun, and the guests participating have become active, chatting with Mu Hongfei.
Ruidi and Miao Zuo stood at the outermost edge of the crowd, sitting on the sofa, looking at Mu Wanrou in the crowd like stars holding the moon, feeling a little more sad.
Miao Zuo shook the red wine glass, his eyes full of sneer: "Ha~ no matter how good a girl is in front of others, she will be violent in front of others. These fools have been deceived!"
Tengdi nodded with deep sympathy and said with a smile: "The stage play just now was good. It should have been done by Jiang Jiahao. This boy can indeed make girls happy."
Miao Zuo brought the wine to his lips and sprayed it out. He looked at each other, laughed at each other, and blurted out: "Except for Mu Wanrou."
