Seeing Feng Shaojin's eyes seem to be unable to sweep over the faces of these beautifully dressed young girls, everyone became interested, and no one wanted to let go of this opportunity.

Playing the piano, dancing and dancing, singing ditties, the night outside the house is dark and chilly, and the house is full of cups and cups, warm as spring.

Feng Shaojin drank a few cups, his handsome face was tinged with drunkenness, he leaned on the chair, propped his head with one hand, played with the cup with the other hand, and stared at the dancing woman with blurred eyes.

Standing on both sides of the chair were two beautiful women wearing embroidered cheongsams. They were tall, with black hair and a good figure. Seeing that the wine in Feng Shaojin's cup was empty, he immediately filled it up graciously. .

Gu Wei looked at this glamorous scene, staring at the woman who was jumping closer and closer to Feng Shaojin, his eyes flashed with anger.

These people really put in a lot of hard work, and they were able to find a woman who even looked a little like the Young Madam.

Whether it's makeup or clothing, the woman leading the dance is definitely the best among these women.

Gu Wei glanced nervously at Feng Shaojin who was sitting on the chair, trying to catch a glimpse of emotion from his eyes, but failed.

Feng Shaojin's expression and demeanor were impeccable.



Inside the carriage, Feng Yichen looked at the hourglass, and yawned lazily: "It's almost time, you can go in."

Mo Jinlan gathered his cloak, rubbed his legs that had just been medicated, got out of the carriage, and kicked open the door of the hall.

The cold wind was blowing into the hall with a whistling sound, almost blowing out the candles burning in the house.

Everyone looked back, and saw a slender, delicate-looking woman with a cold, murderous look standing at the door.

She untied her cloak and walked towards the man on the other side of the red carpet step by step.

The dancing girl was jumping to the place where she was having fun, and she was already half-kneeling in front of Feng Shaojin, with a round fan covering half of her face, conjuring a glass of wine as if by magic, holding the glass in her slender hand, pointing her orchid fingers, and handing it shyly and timidly. In front of Feng Shaojin.

Before Feng Shaojin raised his hand to pick it up, a long whip came over with great force, and with a "pop", it not only shattered the wine cup in the dancer's hand, but also overturned the low table in front of him, and the long whip fell heavily. On the dancer's back, the clothes were torn and bloodstains were evident...

The woman screamed in pain, and fell into Feng Shaojin's arms.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Gu Wei grabbed the woman's arm, twisted her up, and pushed her in front of Mo Jinlan, who was approaching aggressively and quickly.

Mo Jinlan shook his whip, raised his hand to grab the woman's neck, and scolded: "I haven't been with the young marshal for a while, you Yingyingyanyan crazy bees, waves and butterflies are sticking to you!" I went up without asking Miss Ben whether she agrees or not."

She specially put on makeup, her eyebrows and eyes were exquisite and public, her tone was arrogant, and she played the role of the arrogant and domineering second young lady of the Mo family who was full of jealousy.

The fight came too suddenly, and when everyone was still in a daze, Mo Jinlan's long whip had already been raised a few more times, making the woman hiding near Feng Shaojin howl like hell.

With a roll of the long whip, it wrapped around the wrists or ankles of these women, pulled them hard, and dragged them to the center of the hall.

These women have never seen such a scene before, all of them were so frightened that their faces turned pale, tears washed away the make-up on their faces, showing their embarrassment and ugliness.

Everyone sighed, the hall was noisy and chaotic...