Chapter 770 Shining at the banquet, the old man in cheongsam (one more)
Han Ke: "Are you going?"
Han Shen: "Go and see what Lou Mingshen wants to do."
"Yueyue doesn't necessarily agree, our little girl is a busy person."
Speaking of Jiang Fuyue, Han Shen couldn't close his mouth.
Three CNS articles, the top ten college students were elected in the first sequence. At first, because she chose Ming University, the pheasant university, the outside world was so embarrassed and bad, and now the sound of slaps in the face is so loud!
As the old saying goes, gold shines wherever it is.
But his little girl not only made her own light, but also made the whole place magnificent, turning the dark coals around them into diamonds under high pressure.
Not only are you excellent, but also make the environment better, and the people around you are also excellent.
This is her unique charm.
"Hey, have you noticed? Recently, the old man sighs less and less. Like before, when he looked at his mother's photo, he locked himself in the study for a whole day, but this afternoon I saw him put Mom's old things are taken out and sorted out, and they are still happy."
Han Shen: "Because Yueyue called him at noon and told him about the top ten selection, you didn't reach the old man's circle of friends?"
Han Ke: "How could it not have been swiped? He sent three identical messages in one go, filling up the screen of the phone, and it's hard not to see it!"
"Let Yueyue see her own intentions here, she can go if she wants to, or forget it if she doesn't want to."
"Okay, then I'll call tomorrow to ask."
"Stop calling, the old man asked the kitchen to cook soup, and you will send it to Yueyue tomorrow."
Han Ke nodded: "Alright, ask in person."
"Um."
...
Ming University, Dormitory Building A, 4-3.
Jiang Fuyue read the information for a while and was ready to sleep.
After Cen Qiaoqiao finished skin care, he suddenly remembered something: "By the way, sisters, I have to ask for leave next Monday, so I won't be here on Monday after I go back this weekend."
"Monday?" Huo Fanjin's expression was weird, "You also invite Monday?"
Cen Qiaoqiao tilted his head and looked at her: "Also? Who else?"
Huo Fanjin poked the tablet and pressed the pause button: "Me. Why are you asking for leave?"
Cen Qiaoqiao: "It seems that there is some kind of banquet. Let me go with you at home."
"Oh, that's a coincidence. My family also asked me to attend some kind of reception."
"Hey..." Cen Qiaoqiao smirked, "Maybe we went to the same house?"
"It's not such a coincidence, right? I don't know whose banquet, anyway, go for a cutscene, play soy sauce and then withdraw." Huo Fanjin shrugged.
Cen Qiaoqiao immediately went over to shake hands with her: "common fellow."
At this time, the phone rang.
"who?"
"not mine."
"It's not mine either."
In that room, Jiang Fuyue was already lying on the bed, pressing the answer button with her eyes closed, her faint voice hoarse with a hint of sleep disturbance: "Hey..."
"It's me, Niu Rui."
Jiang Fuyue suddenly opened her eyes. Usually, she called Niu Rui. In comparison, Niu Rui called her much less often.
But it is precisely because of the small number that it proves that it is urgent!
"You speak, I'm listening."
Niu Rui: "Before you asked me to send the old woman who has been staring at me back to the imperial capital."
Jiang Fuyue's eyes suddenly turned cold: "When?"
The sound was also frighteningly cold.
Niu Rui could feel the sudden low pressure through the phone: "Just two days ago."
"Okay, I see, you continue to stare and call."
...
The next day, Han Ke, under the instructions of the old man, got into the car with the heat preservation bucket for the soup.
"Remember to take it and let Yueyue drink it while it's hot. You'd better take two pictures for me if you see it with your own eyes."
Han Ke: "I know, I know." Said it for the Nth time!
The old man is now more and more babbling, his beard is curled up, and his small mouth is booming!
At the school gate, Han Ke directly asked the driver to drive in.
Jiang Fuyue received a WeChat message from the old man last night, saying that her second uncle would bring her soup today.
Said to be soup, of course, not just soup.
And her favorite meals.
"Is it hot?"
"Well." Jiang Fuyue nodded.
"what about the taste?"
"good to eat."
"By the way, and..." Han Ke suddenly took out his mobile phone and clicked at Jiang Fuyue a few times.
"?"
Han Ke clenched his fists: "Cough... The old man asked me to take pictures, and he also asked me to supervise you to eat well."
Jiang Fuyue: "..."
In the end, she couldn't eat any more, and there was half a can of soup and three spare ribs left, which were handed over to Han Ke to solve.
As he ate, he muttered, "If the old man knew, he would have to kill me."
"Not really."
"Why not?" Han Ke stared, "I, the eldest, and the third were picked up by the roadside."
Jiang Fuyue: "If you can't beat him to death, you can at most break your leg."
Han Ke: "..."
When packing the lunch box, "By the way, Yueyue, there is a banquet on Monday, and the other party has invited you, do you want to go?"
"Monday?" Jiang Fuyue raised her eyebrows.
"right."
"Which one?"
"House."
Her eyes flickered.
Han Ke: "If you don't want to go, forget it. We have a normal relationship with the Lou family, and we haven't reached the point where we have to go. Go if you want, don't be reluctant to go if you don't want to..."
"OK!"
Uh--
"it is good?"
"Well," Jiang Fuyue nodded, "Since you have invited me, let's go and have a look."
She smiled slightly, her voice rising.
For some reason, Han Ke heard a chill on the back of his neck.
He turned his head to look out the window, the bare branches swaying.
It was the wind.
...
Monday, evening.
The cold wind blew through Lou's villa, but it couldn't blow away the heat inside.
The music is melodious and the wine is light.
Political and business celebrities, businessmen and wealthy people, gathered together.
"In the end, it's the Lou family, the former No. 1 wealthy family. Although that one gradually declined after his death, the thin and dead camel is bigger than a horse, and every banquet is of this size."
"Yeah, even Zhang Chu and Liu Ju have come to appreciate it."
"It's not as exaggerated as you said. The hundred-legged worm is dead and not stiff, but it is dead. It's just a matter of time to rot."
"Maybe Lou Mingshen can bring this worm back to life?"
"Impossible! Unless Lou Mingyue is reborn, the Lou family don't want to return to the peak."
"Heh...returning to the peak? It's easier said than done! Now the Xie family is prosperous, and the Lou family has already begun to decline as early as 20 years ago when they lost their backbone."
"There will be no second Lou Mingyue in the world..."
"Hey, did you find that everyone brought their daughters with them today?"
"That's right! The most family brought five or six. What is this for?"
"Who knows? Anyway, the invitation was mentioned, and each family had to give Lou's face, so they brought all the girls in the family."
"Tsk, what exactly does Mr. Lou want to do?"
"Is it difficult to choose a concubine?"
Immediately, everyone laughed.
"Don't say that this colorful and colorful scene is quite eye-catching."
"Is that the daughter of the Wu family? This small figure is so eye-catching!"
"Miss He's not bad, too. She's thin and tall, with a slender waist and long legs. She's also a beauty."
"If you want to say good-looking, it's the one that Han Jiaxin recognized with more flavor. The clear and light eyes make you feel cold, but you can't help but yearn for it. That temperament is absolutely amazing!"
"Really? Is it so exaggerated?"
"If you don't believe me, ask them. They also went to the Han family's birthday party."
"Really. Regardless of appearance or temperament, we can't find anyone more amazing than her in our circle."
"I said that Han Qishan, the old antique, has been posting on Moments recently. It turns out that she is a granddaughter of whiteness. She has talent and looks and looks good in everything."
"How beautiful is that old guy!"
"Is she here today?"
"It shouldn't be here yet."
"In that moment, I have to take a good look and open my eyes."
"..."
Cen Qiaoqiao is hiding in the corner and eating small cakes, not to mention, it tastes really good.
Yu Guang saw another person in an evening dress sneaking over here, and he didn't know which lady it was, but it didn't matter, they were all people of the same age!
So, she decided to take the initiative to say hello: "Hello, I'm Cen-er! Xiao Jinjin?! How is it you?"
Huo Fanjin was taken aback: "Jojo?"
The two stared at each other for five seconds.
Cen Qiaoqiao: "You said you were going to a banquet, is this the banquet?"
Huo Fanjin smacked his lips, well, there is such a coincidence.
Then--
The two huddled together in the corner and began to eat happily.
until--
"Look! The Han family is here!"
"Hey—Jiang Fuyue is also here, so pretty..."
Wearing a small fragrance-style black dress, the length is only knee-length, revealing snow-white slender calves.
Suspenders hang over the shoulders, with a delicate collarbone.
Her complexion was as white as snow, with a faint glow of porcelain.
As the saying goes, beauty is not in the skin but in the bones. Jiang Fuyue not only has exquisite facial features, but also very beautiful bones.
Along the way, I am amazed by the crowd.
"This is the granddaughter that Old Han just recognized? She is three points more beautiful than Mrs. Han back then!"
"It seems that the rumors are not completely unbelievable, this time they are quite true."
"How is it? Isn't the temperament perfect?"
"It's really beautiful, and it lives up to its reputation."
"Seeing that your saliva is about to flow out, hurry up and wipe it!"
"I heard that this girl is also very smart. She posted three CNS articles in a row some time ago. It's amazing!"
"It seems that our circle has never produced scientists and research scholars, but it is a precedent."
"..."
Talking and talking endlessly.
Jiang Fuyue held the old man's arm and did not look sideways, even Han Shen and Han Ke had to stand aside.
Han Heng joined the group and it took more than a month, so he didn't come today.
In the corner, Cen Qiaoqiao and Huo Fanjin heard the familiar name and looked there subconsciously.
"Yue, Sister Yue?"
"She's here too?"
At the same time, on the other side, Mo Shiran, who was already in the arena and was talking to the little sister with her lips closed, also saw it.
The light hit Jiang Fuyue, just like on the podium that day, dazzling and radiant.
There is no dress that is more expensive than the one on her body, nor is there no makeup that is more delicate than the one on her face.
It's obviously not the best, but when you put it on her body and face, it becomes perfect.
Mo Shiran's eyes dimmed, and the corners of his mouth tightened.
But the little sister beside her couldn't help but get excited, all expressions were managed like clouds, staring, screaming, covering her mouth, and some people didn't know where to put their hands and feet—
"I finally saw Sister Yue herself!"
"Is it 10,000 times more beautiful than photos and posters?"
"Last week's dance major exam, I watched her video before the exam, and sure enough, the green light turned on all the way, and finally passed! It's absolutely amazing!"
"Ow! I'm the Yue Family Army, and today I finally saw Faith Ben Yang, it's really shining."
"My God - I really want to rush up to find my Luna to get an autograph!"
"Is my dress messed up? Where's my hair? Let me see."
"You also have a look at it for me."
"..."
"Shiran? How about you?"
"……what?"
"We're going to go to Sister Yue to sign, do you want to join us?"
"Uh! I don't need it," she waved. "You guys go."
"Don't be shy! If you miss this time, there may be no next time! Don't waste what a great opportunity..."
"No," Mo Shiran was dragged by a little sister and pulled forward twice, she immediately grabbed the skirt and stabilized her figure, her eyes were already annoyed: "You have to sign your own signature, don't pull it up. What am I doing? Does everyone have to be Jiang Fuyue's fans?!"
A few little sisters were startled by her sudden outburst and froze in place.
Then--
A curled his lips: "If you don't go, you won't go, why are you losing your temper? Can't you say it well?"
B rolled his eyes: "A kind heart is like a donkey's liver and lungs."
C sighed lightly: "Count us nosy."
D tsk tsk: "There are still girls who don't like Sister Yue. Through observation and conclusion, there are only two."
"Which two?"
"The first type is those who like to engage in 'female competition', and they want to compare everything, but nothing is comparable, and hate is born from jealousy; the second type is male power licking dogs, as a woman, you can't understand that women are better than men, Malicious slander and slander, to maintain machismo."
"Mo Shiran, who are you?"
She swayed and was asked to take two steps back.
Which are you?
Which is it?
Her face turned pale instantly, and she opened her mouth, only to find that she couldn't even say a word of rebuttal.
"Forget it, Sister Yue said that people of the same sex need to be more understanding and tolerant. Let's not embarrass her, let's sign it in the past."
"Who wants to embarrass her, we didn't do anything, just babble a few words..."
"let's go!"
A group of girls walked away together, talking, laughing, and walking towards the "luminous body" with unconcealed excitement.
Mo Shiran stood there and was silent for a long time, until the words echoed in her ears countless times—
Sister Yue said that there is more understanding and tolerance between people of the same sex!
...
At night, at seven o'clock sharp, everyone gathered in the hall of the villa.
The crystal lamp sheds soft warm light, and the music bursts with melodious sound.
"Why hasn't Mr. Lou come yet?"
"Yeah, we've been here for a long time, but none of the serious Lou family members have seen it, all the servants are greeting us to eat and drink."
"Look at what you said, there are not many people in the Lou family."
"That's right. Lou Mingxin went to prison 20 years ago, and now there is only one Lou Mingshen in the Lou family. He is alone."
"Apart from him, is there really no one in the Lou family?!"
"Actually, strictly speaking, there is another..."
"Who?"
"The old lady of the Lou family, she..."
At this moment, footsteps came from the second floor, and everyone immediately stopped talking and looked up.
I saw a person walking slowly on the marble steps.
The navy blue cheongsam is embroidered with large and large peony flowers, and the buttons are neatly tied, flat and obedient, and slanted at the right collar.
Raising your head up and looking up at your eyes, people immediately think of the word "dignified and solemn".
The gray hair is meticulously coiled behind her head, and she has a reserved elegance.
The wrinkles on the face are the traces of drying over the years, which damage the beauty, but also add charm.
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