Devil President, Don't Bite Me

Joy hesitated for a second and gently spit out three words: "joy."

Qiao Xinya, her cousin, should be courting the middle-aged man suspected of being the master of Mohism.

Joey added, "I'm here for the ball. I'm lost."

In fact, she is really a road addict. Getting lost has already become an indispensable part of her life.

The man didn't speak, but looked at her quietly. Joey vaguely felt a kind of oppressive atmosphere slowly attacking her. I don't know why, she felt the man behind her frown.

Don't you believe her?

After watching her for a while, the man said, "let's go."

He let her go and strode forward. Joey only saw his figure move, and the man had reached the door. Joey trotted all the way to catch up, but he was surprised: how could he walk so fast?

She hurried to follow up. The man walked very fast, but he would wait for her at the corner where he blocked his line of sight. When he saw her, he went forward again.

Soon, the man led her to the stairs, did not speak, raised his hand and pointed to her to go down there.

Joey looked at the portrait on the stair column and knew it was where she went upstairs. She smiled gratefully at him, "thank you."

The man didn't respond, but Joey felt that he was frowning again, and the dark eyes hidden behind the mask seemed to flash. With a jump in her heart, she turned and went downstairs.

Downstairs is still singing and dancing. Men and women in Chinese clothes either dance slowly or talk happily, but it is lively but not noisy. Joey went back to the food section, put on her mask and walked around the dance floor. He took a drink and stood in the corner with his eyes on every man.

She was curious who the man she met just now was? Wearing a mask and fancy clothes, he obviously came to the dance. Why is he playing the piano upstairs alone?

Glancing around, I didn't see the strange man. It seems that he is not here. Joy breathed a sigh of relief.

Someone came to invite Joey to dance. She politely refused, not that she wouldn't, but that she didn't like it.

At this time, she heard two girls talking in a low voice.

"I heard that today's dance is to choose best friends for Miss Mohist."

"Who is Miss Mo?"

"The one sitting on the sofa, wearing a purple skirt."

Joey looked over and sat several people on the sofa. In the middle was a girl in a purple skirt, with a silver crown on her head and black hair hanging on her snow-white shoulders. Although she couldn't see her face, she felt that she had a quiet temperament and was somewhat similar to the strange man upstairs. The young men and women around her could see that they were all trying to please her, but Miss Mo sat quietly with a little alienation.

Joey's eyes moved to the right. There was a middle-aged man suspected of being the master of Mohism. There were more people around her. She saw her cousin Qiao Xinya.

Qiao Xinya is a little star with long sleeves and exquisite faces. She is most like a fish in water on this occasion. Although she is separated from the suspected master of Mohism, it does not affect her enthusiasm at all. Most of her body leans over and the twin peaks are ready to come out, which is very eye-catching.

Joey has three cousins. Qiaoxinya is the second cousin. The lobby sister qiaoxinhui helps his father with his affairs. The third cousin qiaoxinna is only one year older than Joey and studies with her in the same school.

The Qiao family is also a rich man in Jinling City. After Joey's uncle Qiao Zhenhai inherited his family business, he only gave his younger brother Qiao Zhenxuan a small supermarket. Fortunately, Qiao Zhenxuan was content and didn't care. The family lived happily in the small supermarket.