Chapter 144

Because understood own intention, Ling Tianwang also did not have to scruple any meaning.

What's more, he has long been dissatisfied with Song Ci, but the woman he likes has to bear the name of other people's fiancee, which is probably something that many people can't accept.

After he finished, he didn't seem to notice the change of Song Ci's face at all. He clapped his hands for the songs and dances on the stage with a leisurely look!

Song Ci's face was heavy, and he was even more bored.

If he didn't worry about the current situation and the identity of the other party, he would like to hit the fan in his hand on his face and let people sew his mouth on it! Also save he always said some disturbing words!

After deeply closing his eyes, Song Ci suppressed the ferocity in his heart and said in a deep voice, "King Ning is very helpful to Wang's fiancee. It's really very grateful."

He deliberately increased the fiancee three words, smile is a perfect reproduction of the skin smile meat does not smile is how the situation.

Feeling the threat of song's resignation, Ling Tianwang casually waved his hand and easily broke the invisible shackles.

"No," I never thought of her as your fiancee. Ling Tianwang lowered his eyelids and thought to himself.

The atmosphere between the two people became closer and closer, and the people who were drinking could not help but calm down and dare not say a word more.

As time went by, Song Ci took a deep look at him and took the lead to walk to the side.

His action is like a declaration, announcing the continuation of the banquet and the re circulation of air.

Ling Tianwang sipped the clear wine in the glass, and his expression didn't change, as if the previous episode didn't exist at all.

Zhou's father, who was hiding beside him, soon got the chance of Song Ci's coming, and also knew the conflict between him and Ling Tianwang.

"Zhou ruo'an," Zhou's father whispered to himself, remembering his daughter whom he had ignored for a long time.

But even if he had exhausted his strength, what came to mind was still a pair of cowardly eyes, as well as the nature of trembling after one more look.

Will such a woman really be liked? Zhou's father narrowed his eyes, thinking a little.

After thinking for a long time, Zhou's father couldn't really come to a conclusion.

Shaking his head gently, he managed to suppress his thoughts and returned to the banquet with a smile.

"I don't know if the third prince is coming, but it's a long way to go," Zhou said with a smile.

In the face of song's resignation, he gave a crisp salute, and did not make any inappropriate actions because of his identity and today's special.

Recalling the teachings of Zhou Fei, Song Ci's smile is very distant, as if the conflict between the two never existed.

"Today is my uncle's birthday party. There's no need to be polite," Song Ci said softly, holding Zhou's father upright.

Not to mention anything else, his behavior adds a lot of face to Zhou's father, and makes his father's smile on the surface more sincere.

Listening to the constant flattery in my ears, Ling Tianwang drank all the wine in the cup without covering up the disdain in his eyes.

Like Zhou ruo'an, he felt that the whole Zhou government was filled with a disgusting atmosphere, and the so-called banquet was boring and irritating.

In this case, let him add some fun to the banquet, thought Ling Tianwang, as if he waved his hand carelessly.

There was a moment's shaking of the nearby branches, and the shadow flashed away.

But those people immersed in the atmosphere of hypocrisy, did not notice the existence of the shadow.

In the yard next door, Zhou Ruoyan clenched the powder in his hand, his eyes constantly changing.

"I'm helping her," Zhou Ruoyan repeatedly repeated this sentence in his heart. After a long time, he naturally took it as the truth.

Zhou Ruoyan, who was chatting with his new friend, just felt a chill in his back and a tension in his heart.

Her mouth can't help drooping, look around the eyes suddenly a little more vigilant.

But looking around, Zhou ruo'an didn't find the figure in her imagination. She narrowed her eyes and was suspicious.

Did you guess wrong? No, absolutely not! Zhou ruo'an wanted to deny it.

The banquet was still bustling, but song Cisheng drank a few glasses of wine, and his cheek was a bit red.

Drunk for a while, Song Ci's eyes watery by others help to the next room.

"Is that it?"

"Yes, I saw them coming with my own eyes."

"Let's move quickly, and be careful not to let others get hold of it."

…

With the sound of Xi Xi's rustle, there were two more figures and Zhou Ruoyan who was lifted up by them.

They carefully open the door, and without pity, they throw Zhou Ruoyan beside Song Ci."Go, the person guarding outside is coming," watching the companion put Song Ci's hand on Zhou Ruoyan's waist with great interest, the man sighed helplessly and urged him to do so.

"Here we are," said the companion, who knew the priority, and after he called out, he walked out of the room.

Not long after they left, a figure slowly appeared in the empty door.

He slightly frowned and said to himself with some dissatisfaction, "it was a sparrow passing by here, but it scared me for a while."

When he got to the position where he should stand, he looked at the door which was no different from that before he left, and breathed a sigh of relief secretly.

In the room separated by a wall, Zhou Ruoyan's breathing became more and more urgent and his face turned red.

Even now she is in a coma, she still tugs at her clothes, hoping to tear them up.

"Hot, so hot," Zhou Ruoyan murmured in a low voice.

She tugged at her neckline, but she couldn't do it.

Under the dual effects of eagerness in the heart and suffocation in the chest, Zhou Ruoyan finally woke up.

Without time to observe her current position, Zhou Ruoyan took off her clothes, but even so, the heat from her heart still made her miserable. She just wanted to be in the ice and snow.

Eyes have unconsciously shed tears, Zhou Ruoyan constantly tossed in bed, the body temperature has been rising.

She couldn't help sobbing. Her whole body shrank into a ball, like a ripe shrimp. Her black hair covered the bed.