The way Hua Ling was wearing a long gown and holding an invitation letter in her hand made the receptionist look at each other in confusion. After showing her hand to stop the guests, she didn't know what to do.
Lu Ya, who was walking behind Hua Ling, was wearing a black Chinese ethnic short coat with dark red phoenix-shaped embroidery on the left chest and shoulder.
Hua Ling showed the invitation letter in front of the doorman: "You can't go in? Do you still have to wear a suit..." with a regretful look.
The two doormen whispered softly: "Mr. Yin said that a doctor would come to attend Miss Zhang's birthday party, or they invited him personally. It seems that the surname is Hua, Hua Hua's flower."
After hearing this, another guard asked Hua Ling: "What is your name? What do you do?"
"I spent some money to open a Chinese medicine shop."
The guard looked at each other and nodded to let them go.
Hua Ling led Lu Ya into the banquet hall and saw a dazzling array of lights, wine glasses, meals, and a group of people. The lady in a dress and the gentleman in a suit saw a white-haired young man in a coat and a black short hair walk in at the door.
The black-haired young men in jackets all cast puzzled and curious glances.
"Lu Ya." Hua Ling called softly.
Lu Ya nodded in response: "I know, you regret coming."
Hua Ling, who doesn't like crowds or dazzling light, said: I should have thought of this step a long time ago, damn it. But Yinfeng and Zhang Lu didn't mean any harm, forget it, they are here.
Most of the gentlemen and ladies just looked at Hua Ling and Lu Ya curiously and rarely took the initiative to talk to them.
Hua Ling picked up a wine glass filled with liquid and smelled it, then put the wine glass under Lu Ya's nose and smelled it. Both of them showed puzzled expressions.
Suddenly, a young lady came over. She didn’t recognize her, but she seemed to be here to talk: “Hello, my name is Zhao Tang, may I ask...”
At this time, Hua Ling took a sip of the liquid in the wine glass. After drinking a little and savoring it carefully, she heard a young lady named Zhao Tang coming to talk to her.
"I'm Hua Ling." Hua Ling responded with a smile, spreading a hand in front of Lu Ya to guide Zhao Tang to look at Lu Ya, "This is my friend, Lu Ya."
Zhao Tang seemed to be looking for a topic, but he kept hesitating and didn't know what to say. Just when Hua Ling was about to say something, she asked: "Your hair color is beautiful, are you mixed race?"
Why is this kind of problem happening again...
Hua Ling shook his head slightly: "No, my hair is caused by illness."
"Get ill?"
"Well, I had a serious illness when I was a child, and all my hair fell out. After I recovered, it grew back this color." Hua Ling patiently told the same lie.
Zhao Tang was stunned for a moment, and then he blocked his mouth after reacting: "Did I poke your scar? I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"
Hua Ling comforted: "It's okay, just like you said, it's beautiful, isn't it?"
Zhao Tang looked at Hua Ling's well-groomed head of white hair and her delicate face, and suddenly ran away shyly.
Hua Ling naturally knew what Zhao Tang was thinking through mind reading, but she still showed a fleeting surprise and turned to study the liquid in the cup with Lu Ya.
"It must be wine, how do you feel?" Lu Ya remembered that Hua Ling had just taken a sip of the wine in the glass. He didn't know what the alcohol content was, but the alcohol content on this occasion shouldn't be too high.
Hua Ling shook his head: "I don't feel anything, the level shouldn't be high."
Lu Ya recalled that hundreds of years ago, Hua Ling competed with a girl in her early twenties to drink. As a result, she fell unconscious after drinking three large bottles, and fell asleep on a pile of straw with the girl. The next morning, Lu Ya
The experience of finding them and the three empty wine jars.
Lu Ya didn't know Hua Ling's specific drinking capacity, and he didn't really want to know. He was more curious about what stupid things Hua Ling would do when he was drunk.
Hua Ling drank all the wine in the glass, wiped his lips from the corner of his mouth with his thumb, and rolled his eyes: "It should be a red bar...but I have a question."
"What?" Lu Ya took the empty wine glass from Hua Ling's hand, placed it on the table to prevent it from falling out, and pushed it in again.
Hua Ling savored the sour and sweet taste in her mouth and thought: "Red wine is also made from fermented grapes. Is it considered fruit wine?"
Lu Ya was stunned for a moment after hearing this: "Should... count?"
Both of them were deep in thought over the wine on the table.
Not long after, the hero of the birthday party appeared.
Yinfeng and Zhang Lu walked to the stage and saw two men in "special" clothes a little away from the crowd.
"Hello everyone~" Zhang Lu greeted everyone present.
Hua Ling looked up in the direction of the crowd, saw Zhang Lu and Yin Feng, and patted Lu Ya's arm to signal the protagonist's appearance.
"Today is my birthday, and it is also the wedding anniversary of Mr. Yin and I. He and I have invited many friends together. I hope you all will be happy~"
Someone in the audience raised the hand holding the wine glass, and the liquid in the glass was sloshing: "Here's a toast!"
An attendant next to Zhang Lu brought two glasses of wine. Zhang Lu hesitated and did not dare to take them. Upon seeing this, Yinfeng took both glasses in his hands and said to the audience: "Madam is ill and should not drink alcohol."
, I’ll take your place! Come!”
"Dry!"
Amid everyone's cheers and Zhang Lu's loving gazes, Yinfeng drank up the two glasses of wine one by one. The finished glasses were returned to the waiter's hands, and he waved to the audience.
After walking off the stage, Zhang Lu and Yinfeng were overwhelmed by the crowd, asking questions.
"What's wrong with Miss Zhang's health?"
Yinfeng held Zhang Lu in his arms: "I'm pregnant."
"Hey, how many months has it been?"
"About a month and a half."
The crowd was chattering and discussing. Suddenly Zhang Lu came to Hua Ling's side and looked at Lu Ya curiously.
"Miss Zhang?" Hua Ling looked at Zhang Lu in confusion.
"Hello, Miss Zhang Lu. I have heard of you for a long time. I am Lu Ya." Lu Ya bowed slightly.
Zhang Lu looked between Hua Ling and Lu Ya and nodded with satisfaction: "Are you two friends?"
Lu Ya answered: "Yes, Hua Ling and I came to Shanghai from our hometown together."
"I haven't seen you in the pharmacy before?"
Lu Ya took his time and said, "I work for Hua Ling. I usually stay in the back room and do things."
Zhang Lu expressed understanding and nodded.
Hua Ling smiled helplessly and planned to change the topic: "Speaking of which, this is my first time attending this kind of banquet. Everyone talks more about things?" Hua Ling looked around. Everyone seemed to take this opportunity to meet some famous people.
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Zhang Lu turned around and looked in the direction of Yin Feng. As a young master, Yin Feng was naturally dragged into the crowd to talk about things. Zhang Lu shook his head: "It feels so formal, I don't even like it, but it feels boring when there are less people."
Lu Ya picked up the cakes from the table, handed one to Hua Ling, and placed one in Zhang Lu's hand.
Hua Ling ate the cake in her hand: "That's it, that's all for a birthday party. By the way, Miss Zhang."
"Huh?" Zhang Lu heard Hua Ling calling him and turned around in confusion.
Hua Ling took out a red rope necklace with a small red oval frame inlaid with gold edges. There seemed to be something painted in silver inside the frame: "Happy Birthday."