Chapter 611

"Wait!" Ji Fengyuan reaches out to catch the cloud and weaves a dream, but is dodged by him.

Yun Zhimeng glances at Ji Fengyuan lightly. He can't help hissing. He opens the door and leaves without looking back.

Ji Fengyuan gnawed his teeth in the back and frowned tightly.

"Girl?" The little servant girl came in from outside and saw Ji Fengyuan clenching his fist. She was afraid and called out timidly.

Ji Fengyuan closed her eyes and turned back to collect her luggage.

The little servant girl hesitated for a moment and said, "Miss, the servant of the third room, who is waiting at the door, said that he wants to see the girl."

Room three?

Ji Fengyuan twisted her eyebrows and thought of who the man was. Her expression was ugly.

The little maid asked, "do you want to push?" Although those who can stay in baxiu square are all noble guests, it's not appropriate to offend them, but baxiu square also has the rules of baxiu square. It's not convenient for women to go in and out of the square. If there are male guests in the square, there will inevitably be misunderstandings. If both sides abide by the etiquette, it's OK, but some men always think that the girl in the square is the same as the girl in the brothel outside, A lot of harassment, for this kind of guests, push or light, there is a direct drive away.

Baxiu workshop is a Dance Workshop. It's not the place where the same people hide dirt and sell dog meat with sheep's heads.

The understanding of the little servant girl is very clear. A male guest wants to see the dancer in charge of their show house alone. What's this?

The little servant girl was a little indignant, but when she couldn't wait for her girl's order, she was a little worried. She was waiting for something to say, but Ji Fengyuan said, "now?"

The little servant girl was stunned and said: "it means now, but girl, if you don't want to see me, you don't need to..."

"If you are the owner's guest, you should also give some face." Ji Fengyuan said, and then took a picture of himself in the bronze mirror. He was sure that he was not swaggering or disrespectful, so he stroked his hair bun and walked out the door.

Just past the corridor, I saw that there was a person standing there, who was the subordinate of the VIP in room three.

Seeing Ji Fengyuan, it seems that the subordinates are not surprised. They just compare hands and signal Ji Fengyuan to go in with them.

When he arrived at the guest room, the man led Ji Fengyuan to the second floor and stopped the little servant girl who followed him: "the master only wanted to see Fengyuan alone."

Ji Fengyuan's palm was a little hot, but he waved and dismissed the servant girl.

When the door was opened, Ji Fengyuan looked at the empty room, smelled the musk coming out of it, and finally went in.

As soon as Ji Fengyuan entered, the door was closed from the outside.

Meanwhile, yunzhimeng, who had just returned to his room, received a message.

"The guest, Ji Fengyuan?"

The servant girl nodded repeatedly: "yes, many people have seen it. It's said that Miss Fengyuan is also a hard-working person. She is a handsome talent who is famous for her high-ranking officials and dignitaries. Miss Fengyuan can't even see her, let alone meet her in person. She also lives in a room alone in private. It's just now that I've just entered a tea workshop. It's spread in Xiufang. Many girls say that Miss Fengyuan knows that she's old. Although she wants to go back to her hometown, she doesn't really want to marry anywhere. "

Yun Zhimeng didn't think Ji Fengyuan would like that man.

That person is related to the royal family. Ji Fengyuan has no reason not to know. Ji's intelligence network is no worse than baxiufang.

But since we know that we are enemies, why do we send them to our home voluntarily?

Some in the mind don't understand, cloud Weaver dream command: "you go to the door to see, Ji Fengyuan when to come out, you come back."

The little servant girl hurriedly responded and rushed to see the bustle.

There is a big event in baxiufang today!

For many years, she has been a unique girl. She is the pillar of Xiufang, Fengyuan. She has to dance with Zhimeng girl who is famous for many years and whose dancing skill is also amazing. She is a dream girl in wonderful clothes and lotus steps.

It's a great joy for all those who love dancing. It's said that miss Zhimeng is going to leave baxiufang to give Miss Fengyuan a ride.

How many people praise Zhimeng for her love and righteousness.

But at the same time, some people speculate that how many years has this dream weaving girl been oppressed by Fengyuan girl? Today's move is really to see off, or to tell everyone that Ji Fengyuan's era is finally over. Next, the top of baxiufang is to give her yunzhimeng.

Of course, this is only a small part of the narrow guess. Most people are not willing to think about two young women who are equally beautiful and equally amazing in dancing.

In the crowded night, the lights in baxiu square were bright, and Rong Huang sat quietly in the room. He made a black spot in his hand. After falling, he picked up the green tea and pecked at it. His teeth savored the fragrance of the tea.

"Your family is not just out of danger. Why are you in the mood to come here for tea and tea? Ah Leng, it's not like you. "

Put down a white son, and the cold man sitting opposite didn't lift his head. He just folded his hands and said, "she's safe."

Rong Huang smiled, "is there any safety in this ancient Yongfu?"Rong Leng raised his eyes after all: "what does uncle Huang want to say? Zhong Ziyu or something? "

Rong Huang took another sip of tea, turned his mouth very loudly, leaned back on the chair and sighed: "ah Leng, sometimes I think you are very smart, and people should be smart, the smarter the better, because only smart people can live longer, but sometimes I want you to be stupid, or pretend to be stupid, you say, you can find out my things so clearly, after all Why? In front of you, uncle Huang can't keep any secrets? "

Rong Leng drooped his eyes: "the ancient Yong mansion is very safe. Uncle Huang thinks it's not safe here. It's also because you're here and you have a series of tails."

Rong Huang immediately turned away: "you see, you said it again. Why do you say it! Can't you save face for me, uncle Huang? Can't make me look a little more mysterious? "

"Uncle Huang, my nephew didn't joke with you."

Rong Huang smiled: "you said that, I'm just joking with you? I'm also very serious. Although I didn't know what we said last time, I thought you should know and understand. You shouldn't ask about my affairs. "

Last time Rong Huang sent huang'er, was it just to get Rong Leng out of the business?

Rong Huang's unprovoked coming to the ancient Yongfu, Rong Ling is secretly alert, but he does not want to interfere excessively.

In Rong Ling's view, no matter what the king of power wants to do, it will not be finished overnight. The king of power has not yet made a big move. Everything is in its infancy. He interferes excessively, but he will start to panic and watch the changes. It is not impossible to watch all the way.

But this is just what Rong Ling thought last time. This time, since Rong Ling came here, it is natural that things have changed.

Looking at Rong Huang's smiling face, which is just like normal, he thought of the news he received this morning. He frowned slightly.