The left bank is profound, the right bank is clear

Chapter 52 The Noble Ball (10)

The melodious music once again filled the entire villa.

The bejeweled ladies gathered together in twos and threes, comparing each other who got a new jade bracelet and who bought a diamond.

The gorgeous and elegant ladies of famous families danced in the center of the dance floor with the elegant men beside them on their arms, and from time to time, they would cast coquettish winks at the four gentlemen of Emgrand.

In short, chatting, laughing and dancing.

A harmonious and peaceful atmosphere.

No one talked about the words that so-and-so slapped so-and-so just now, and so-and-so blushed again, and thickened the neck.

Cai Ling had already put on her make-up, and her delicate face did not show the slightest embarrassment just now, she was still able to deal with every distinguished guest who chatted with her with ease, her noble and elegant behavior was like the most real and beautiful Venus, but in a blink of an eye For a while, there was an unwilling jealousy in the eyes looking at Qu Qingge.

Qu Qingge was sitting in the corner, tasting all kinds of delicious wine glass after glass.

Yan Jinhan sat beside him, quietly looking at the magazine in his hand.The lively atmosphere around him didn't affect him at all, he was quiet, as if he was only immersed in his own world.

"Miss Qu—" An evil and pleasant male voice came from a distance, Qu Qingge raised his head, and a dazzling purple-red color came into view.

Han Haibo swayed the goblet in his hand, and walked towards the gorgeous light, with a cynical smile on his lips, and a lazy air in his gestures.

He walked up to Qu Qingge, and put the goblet in his hand on the glass table.Then gracefully extended his right hand——

"Beautiful girl, may I ask you to dance."

Qu Qingge's eyes were full of doubts.

Yan Jinhan also put down the magazine in his hand and looked at Han Haibo.

Han Haibo pursed his lips, and put his lazily on Yan Jinhan's shoulder: "Han, don't be so stingy, you don't mind borrowing your girlfriend to dance, do you?"

girlfriend!
In an instant, Qu Qingge's face had a slightly drunk blush, blurred and beautiful, she didn't know if it was the effect of alcohol, or because of Han Haibo's words, she felt her palms were warm, and even her heart seemed to have a slight flame teasing.

"I'm not--"

"she is not--"

The two voices came out almost at the same time.

Whether it's shyness or clarification, she will always deny the relationship between them.

But Yan Jinhan also immediately denied it indifferently, without excitement or deliberation, as if he was stating a fact.

Qu Qingge bit her lips tightly, feeling the pain of being pierced by the needle point in her heart, but her face was full of embarrassment.

His indifference proved that she never left a ripple in his heart.

It is as if the wind suddenly blows and wrinkles a pool of spring water; after the wind, there is still a quiet loneliness.

Fantasy and reality intersect, the twelve o'clock bell strikes ahead of time, time passes, but the pain stops.

Yan Jinhan picked up the magazine on the table and put it down again.Then stood up, nothing, left the sofa alone.

Qu Qingge laughed self-deprecatingly, and the fire in his body was instantly extinguished, as if a basin of ice water had been poured on it, from the strands of his hair all the way to his heels.

However, there were still some ashes left in the flames that had just been extinguished, flying around every corner of her body, burning beyond the coldness.

She pushed away Han Haibo who was standing in front of her.

"Qu Qingge, where are you going? Do you need help?" Han Haibo stopped her.

Qu Qingge looked back, and said coldly: "The bathroom! Do you want to help?"

Han Haibo petrified and touched the tip of his nose in embarrassment.

No wonder Confucius said: Only women and villains are hard to raise!

It's really faster to turn faces than to turn books.

(End of this chapter)