Chapter 931 Old events of the Republic of China: Even indifference is still romantic 27

The strong liquor penetrated the throat and slid into the lungs. The collision between the concentration and the ice cubes gave rise to a burning sensation.

"I haven't heard of an engagement. It is said that the one who returned to China with her senior brother is the same one. I guess they are a couple."

"Four years abroad, a half-month cruise back home, and working together again. Our ideals and interests are on the same page. I'm afraid we should have settled down long ago."

Another glass, the alcohol was almost uncontrollably burning, like the sound of ice cubes falling into a wine glass, breaking the original calm, and constantly surging.

"That's really a golden boy!"

alright.

The last sentence.

Fu Rongheng put down his wine glass, making a neither light nor heavy sound.

He leaned his back against the back of the chair, crossed his long legs, looked drunk and dignified, and the cold solemnity of his military uniform could not suppress his sense of indulgence. He stared at the figure in the distance and suddenly chuckled.

Chu Jinan turned her back to him and danced with Liang Shangjun. The back half of her black French dress revealed her beautiful white back, which was dazzlingly white.

Chu Jinan stood stiffly on the spot, feeling as if his back was burning and about to be pierced by countless gazes.

The sound fell exceptionally clear and powerful, crashing into the bustle of laughter and chatter, like a snow falling without warning, chilling to the bones and sobering, freezing the prosperous scene in an instant.

Unobstructed view.

"Fourth Master also thinks they are a good match?"

The music continued, but I couldn't dance at all. My feet seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and I couldn't move an inch.

Chu Jinan looked at him in a stalemate.

Chu Jinan's heartbeat slowed down and froze for half a beat.

Obviously, it was him who was confused with the person in the first place, but now, it seems like it was her fault.

This sentence awakened Chu Jinan's young memory, and her body trembled unconsciously. She subconsciously obeyed his words, but the stubbornness she had always hidden so well appeared at an untimely moment, causing her steps to freeze in place.

Motionless.

Fu Rongheng's voice was not deliberately lowered or raised, it was even calm, as sweet and sweet as ever.

It is a strong person who has sole power over life and death.

The other party was slightly stunned and his tone was complicated.

Chu Jinan stood there, blinking his dry eyes, his side face cold and white.

He raised his wrist casually and pulled open the first button of the shirt in his military uniform, clicked the second button, impatiently, without any rules, but showing his coolness.

After racking his brains to think of something to say, he chatted with Fu Rongheng.

This sudden silence triggered some kind of chain reaction. In an instant, the entire banquet was filled with a silence overturned by snow.

he said.

The outline is still clear and ascetic, but cold and inhumane.

Thirty seconds.

As the slender bones exert force with the movement, the veins bulge slightly, and the clavicle under the shirt is looming.

"Chu Jin'an."

This time the words went directly to the iron plate.

It was like - "Bang!"

The laughter dispersed in the air and was clearly audible.

The voice was as clear and clear as the wind in the pines, tinged with the drunken hoarse voice. The magnetism was like a loaded gun, dangerous and charming.

The two people who had just spoken were stunned. Their necks seemed to be old and unruly parts, turning stiffly and looking in the direction of the banquet dance floor.

Liang Shangjun held her wrist and whispered: "If you don't want to..."

Those who could hear it quieted down, while those who didn't heard it, noticed the subtle atmosphere, and silenced themselves nervously.

He looked at her for a long time, as if as long as she didn't come over, this situation would never end.

One minute.

"come over."

Across a long distance, he sat without moving, looking straight at her, his thin lips parted lightly: "Come here."

The person who is pressed cannot breathe.

Fu Rongheng withdrew his gaze.

She slowly broke away from Liang Shangjun's hand.

This is Fu Rongheng's rule.

The atmosphere became increasingly silent, and no one dared to speak.

Once you open your mouth, it's like aiming at a hesitating prey and pulling the trigger, leaving no way out.

Whose heartbeat is overlapping?

They were all officials who came all the way from Pingcheng to attend the banquet. They were not familiar with the news in Beicheng. Naturally, they did not know about the affairs between the daughter of the Chu family and Fourth Master Fu. At this moment, they were confused and looked at Fu Rongheng cautiously.

This time, the voice was colder and calmer.

There are no more than three things.

Fu Rongheng just leaned back and watched, with a scornful smile. The hint of drunkenness lingering between his eyebrows made his brow bones even colder. The shadows under his long eyelashes almost disappeared the light-colored stars in the corners of his eyes.

Passionate mole.

Fu Rongheng's eyes swept across Liang Shangjun's hand holding Chu Jin'an, paused for a second, his eyes became increasingly cold, and finally stopped on Chu Jin'an.

One minute and one second.

With a bit of drunken laziness and cruelty, just like the aloofness when he was young.

have to.

He knows, Chu Jinan knows.

Liang Shangjun's hand was still on Chu Jinan's wrist, with a touch of unfamiliar and uncomfortable warmth.

He was sitting in the high hall, looking in the direction of Chu Jinan with his deep eyes, and his expression was calm.

It was probably because Fu Rongheng's laughter just now was too sudden and difficult to comprehend, causing the two people talking next to him to stop.

The chill invades the bone marrow.

He is looking at her.

The military uniform was so solemn and set off the man's straight and pine-like figure. Outsiders could clearly feel the strong displeasure on his body. The low air pressure was like a blizzard on the mountain, making people dare not even breathe.

Chu Jinan smiled at him, his long, dark eyelashes were soft, like a flash in the pan at three or four in the morning, stunning and fleeting, making people feel a broken and regretful feeling.

Her partial hair was tied up with a jade hairpin so that nothing could be covered. Her shoulders were thin, her neck was slender, her bones were beautiful, her lines were smooth and delicate, and her two thin and beautiful butterfly bones on her back were slightly raised, as if she was ready to spread her wings at any time.

Fei, the line goes down to the slender waist, which can be easily controlled and broken with one hand.

The slender and clear-cut bones picked up the wine on the table and drank it in one gulp. The strong wine passed through the throat, and a trace of fire passed through the tip of the tongue unknowingly, burning to the internal organs, and then turned into cold ashes. When the wind blew, no room was left.

.

Countless pairs of eyes all fell on Chu Jinan!

"Miss Chu."

——God damn it, Fu Rongheng!

Chu Jinan took a deep breath, turned around slowly, and as expected, met a piercing gaze.

Feeling of oppression.

He was carefree and free-spirited, and did as he pleased, but the deadlock at the scene was not relieved at all because he did not speak again and could not figure out his thoughts.

At that moment, there was only one voice in her head.

As the culprit of all this, Fu Rongheng did not feel any guilt or emotion that affected the atmosphere, and was not even affected.

One second, two seconds.

She let go of Liang Shangjun's hand, but did not go to Fu Rongheng. She went to the corner and stayed quietly.

I don't know why, but I suddenly felt tired, and felt some unspeakable grievances and collapse in my heart. There was no sound, and it was dull.

Just like the dreary weather in this summer, there was a heavy rain in the evening, and dark clouds gathered in her heart.

The people around him looked at Chu Jinan again with a mixture of weird, admiration, ridicule and other emotions in their eyes.

Those who dare to refute Fourth Master’s face will live long!
Chapter completed!