The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 1776 Killer
Chapter 770: Killer
As soon as Wu Juecheng came out, Duanmu Rong's expression changed instantly.

She didn't seem to have expected Song Hongyan to give herself this show.

The guests present were also startled. Not only were they amazed by the figure of the veiled woman, they also felt that the dance was somewhat familiar.

"Ding--"

Before everyone could react, the lights had already changed.

Then, the melodious melody and deep timbre flowed out of the white piano like the breeze blowing the river.

"When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past?"

The provocative sound of the piano is like weeping, with desolation and sadness, as if it is interpreting the story of the defeated king and his concubine.

Li Changjun and other guests couldn't help but immerse themselves in it.

When the sound of the piano slowly stepped into the deepest and melodious, a note that excited the audience suddenly sounded.

At this moment, countless rose petals poured out from the high platform, covering the hall with water vapor and fragrance.

Flying all over the sky, dreamy to the extreme.

Like a peacock, Wu Juecheng also raised her hand and danced.

"Whoosh-"

Turning her graceful body like a light cloud, swaying her long sleeves like a flowing wind.

The petals that fell to the ground flew up.

"Last night, there was an easterly wind in the small building, and the homeland can't bear to look back in the moonlight."

With one move of hand and one throw of foot, all the joy and prosperity of the world will disappear, and only time can witness the splendor of this moment.

She is like the proudest peacock, blooming beautifully in the silent world.

The graceful and graceful figure of a dragon, as well as the charm and sadness brought by the dancing posture, made the guests present full of amazement.

Countless people were immersed in it, forgetting the grievances and grievances at this moment, forgetting the worldly troubles, and only seeing Wu Juecheng's figure in their eyes.

Even Song Hongyan couldn't help squinting her eyes, a little surprised that Wu Juecheng's dance was so provocative.

"The carved railings and jade brickwork should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed—"

As the last note of the white piano fell, Wu Juecheng stopped dancing in the posture of looking up to the sky.

The fluttering petals fluttered down from the sky once again.

Along with the colorful petals, there is also the light veil covering Wu Juecheng's face.

She looked up at the night sky, with the beauty of the sky and the beauty of the country, turning all living beings upside down, so bright and beautiful.

The cold light shone on her quietly.

The alluring face she suddenly revealed and the affectionate love she revealed were like lilies blooming at night.

dazzling.

"One dance to the city?"

Li Changjun was the first to shout: "Wujuecheng?"

The rest of the people also reacted: "Wu Juecheng, what a Wu Juecheng!"

"This is Wujuecheng's dance, I've seen it on the video."

"Yes, she is the best dancer. I saw her dance in Vienna three years ago."

"That's right, only Wu Juecheng can dance such a beautiful dance in this world."

"It's so beautiful, so beautiful, so shocking."

Hundreds of guests shouted in unison, and then all stopped talking.

They subconsciously looked at Duanmu Rong with an ugly face.

If the woman dancing on the high stage is Wu Juecheng, then who is this woman representing the Sun family now?

Is it really a substitute for gossip?
But it looks too much like this.

At this moment, Song Hongyan walked to the high platform, and looked down at Duanmu Rong:

"Miss Mai, do you want to say something?"

She also lightly shook Wu Juecheng's hand, signaling that the sufferer was not in a hurry to get mad.

Li Changjun stepped forward like a chicken blood: "Miss Wu, tell everyone that you are real, and the dancing woman is a fake."

"It was she who had plastic surgery to look like you, and she was the one who secretly learned your dance."

He shouted at Duanmu Rong: "I don't accept that you are a counterfeit."

The rest of the guests also looked at Duanmu Rong with wide eyes to see how she would deal with this crisis.

"What? What is there to say?"

Duanmurong was also very good, not only did not panic, but took a step forward aggressively:

"Why are you exactly the same? In modern society, don't say that people are the same as people, I can make you look like a dog, do you believe it?"

"Song Hongyan, you are really amazing. You actually created a fake of me just to beat me and harm me."

Duanmu Rong snapped back at Song Hongyan and said, "You really put in so much effort."

Although she kept her face unchanged at this time, Li Changjun gave the reason just now, which made people feel that she was not very confident.

"Whether she is true or not, don't you know?"

Song Hongyan pinched a petal on her clothes, and smiled lightly at Duanmu Rong:
"Or, you dance a dance she just danced."

"Not to mention surpassing her, as long as you are half-level, I will admit that you are Miss Wu."

"And the people around me are fakes."

Song Hongyan provocatively said: "How? Let's play a song?"

"Miss Wu, hit her, hit her in the face."

Li Changjun yelled at Duanmu Rong with a cigar in his hand again: "Dance a song, and it will swell Mr. Song's face."

The pig friends and dog friends around him echoed: "Fuck her, fuck her!"

"To shut up!"

Duan Murong was almost pissed off by Li Changjun, she glared at him and then looked at Song Hongyan:

"Dance, of course I can dance, I am a real dancer in Yiwucheng, and it is easy to catch such a dance."

"And the essence of this dance can only be played by me."

"No matter how similar the imitation of the counterfeit products around you is, it will have its shape but its spirit."

"It's just why should I dance to you to prove myself?"

"I don't need to prove myself by dancing."

"My face, the people around me, my uncle, my grandfather, and the Sun family and Sun Daoyi's office can all prove that I am Wu Juecheng."

"Do I need to be a clown?"

Duanmu Rong took another step forward, her aura was so strong that many guests retreated:

"Song Hongyan, let me tell you, you have disobeyed me in the first place, and now you are slandering me with counterfeit products. You have violated my bottom line even more."

"I will definitely make Emgrand go bankrupt, and let you lose your family and get out of Xinguo."

"And you, counterfeit, I don't know how much you paid Song Hongyan to make yourself look like me, and even learn my dance secretly."

"But I can also tell you that you will pay for what you did."

Duanmu Rong pointed at Wu Juecheng fiercely with her finger: "I swear, I want you to die without a place to bury you."

Wu Juecheng had no impulsiveness, did not disturb Ye Fan and Song Hongyan's plan, but just watched Duanmu Rong Bungda coldly.

She believes that Duanmu Rong won't be able to jump for long.

"Miss Duanmu, don't threaten Miss Wu."

Song Hongyan continued to fight and fight: "I still have a paternity genetic test here."

"It's the identification of Miss Wu next to me and Mr. Sun. It clearly shows that the two are related by blood."

Song Hongyan took out another report and typed it on the big screen:
"This kind of iron-blooded evidence, no matter how much you deny it, it's useless."

The magnification of the report caused an uproar among the people present. Unexpectedly, Song Hongyan got the genetic test.

Li Changjun shouted exaggeratedly with his mouth open: "Oh my god, is there really a blood relationship? What's going on here?"

"This is impossible!"

Duanmu Rong was taken aback for a moment, and then shouted: "It is impossible for you to get Sun Daoyi's gene."

These days, Sun Daoyi's hair can't leave the house, so how can Song Hongyan do a paternity test?
"Do you think I can't get Sun Daoyi's things if the hair and saliva don't go out?"

Song Hongyan joked:
"In these days, as long as the asking price is high enough, countless people will offer these things."

"But this evidence is not my trump card yet."

"It was this video that I really exposed your identity today."

For genetic identification, Song Hongyan smiled playfully, and then opened another video.

It is the video repaired by Wu Juecheng...

(End of this chapter)