Rong Zhi, a dumb girl: the warlord husband loves her

Chapter 109 Banquet
The next day, Ji Wangxin went to Banshan Hospital.

There was a mountain of letters on the desk, and the mailers came from all over the world, all of them were patients she had handled.

She opened the envelope and looked at it. The words on it were full of gratitude and happiness after recovery, which made her happy.

This is her original intention of studying medicine, hoping that everyone can stay away from illness and see life in peace and health.

"Doctor Ji." At this moment, Dean Zhang knocked on the door of her office.

"Dean Zhang." Seeing the person coming, she put down the letter and greeted politely.

"I heard you were injured before, how are you doing now?"

"It's all right. I've recovered. Dean Lao is worried." She has a special physique, and her wounds heal several times faster than normal people. This kind of injury does not pose too much threat to her.

"It's fine." Dean Zhang secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Last time Lu Chongning almost dismissed him because of her incident, and now thinking about it, he still has lingering fears. "Are you still used to it in the army?"

"Well, everyone treats me very well."

"That's good, that's right." Dean Zhang took out an invitation card from his pocket, "Tonight is Old Commander Lu's birthday party, he was not in Jiangbei before, and he didn't have time to meet you, so this time it's special I invite you to come over, start on time at six o'clock, don't be late."

She took it, and the red auspicious cloud-based invitation card, with the words "Ji Wangxin" printed in small gold-plated characters, looked particularly grand.Smiling slightly, "I'll be there on time."

Dean Zhang returned to the office. Lu Chongning was sitting on a chair with his legs crossed, and his index finger pointing to his knees. Seeing him coming back, he asked, "Give it to her?"

"Give it."

"Very good." He leaned back, with a vague smile on his lips.

This time, no one can stop him.

Ji Wangxin left the hospital and went to the mall to pick out a dark blue evening dress, the style was elegant but not ostentatious.

On such an occasion, it is absolutely impossible to overwhelm the host.

Today is actually the birthday of Old Commander Lu, but why has she never heard Xu Fanyi mention this matter?

But it's also good, her invitation was given by Dean Zhang, so as not to participate with Xu Fanyi and cause any gossip.

Six p.m.

Ji Wangxin handed the name card and gift to the waiter, and stepped into the scene of the Lu family dinner on time.

This is a unique luxurious villa in the quiet mountain forest. The bright yellow roof tiles are extraordinarily eye-catching and luxurious under the illumination of night lights.

Entering the main hall, there is a huge crystal chandelier hanging above the head, and the bright interior is like daytime.

There are two long tables displayed in the hall, decorated with golden auspicious cloud tablecloths, silver candlesticks flickering candlelight, filled with delicious food and wine.

Ladies and gentlemen, high-ranking officials and dignitaries, people coming and going, drinking wine and raising money, it was very lively.

She was wearing that dark blue evening dress, embroidered with small silver-white gardenias, dotted with stars, and looked like a coquettish and beautiful galaxy from a distance.

There is no perfume, but there is a faint scent of flowers and trees naturally.

The gardenias on her body seemed to come alive, blooming in full bloom in the summer night, and the blooming was mesmerizing.

The dress that she thought was unobtrusive was worn on her body, but it outlined a special charm.

As if born for her.

Her gaze was like a spotlight, following her figure, it was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes off it.

The slender and clean ankles, the graceful waist, the upright and round chest, the slender and elegant neck, coupled with her amazing beauty, undoubtedly made everyone present lose color.

"It's so beautiful." Someone exclaimed.

Immediately after, someone chimed in, "Which family's lady?"

Someone looked away, and with a "dang", the wine glass in his hand fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)