Chapter 45

The box was full of men and women wearing colored masks.

Lights, wine and green, demons dancing.

Because wearing a mask, no one knows anyone.

The gate was suddenly kicked open.

Slender men appear in public view.

The suit stands upright and has an extraordinary appearance.

The sharp pace when approaching brings a strong aura.

Just like the returning king, proud and noble.

Even if you can't see your face clearly with a mask, it's enough to attract everyone's attention.

The woman behind him was wearing a long skirt, slim, elegant and dignified.

"Who is that?"

People pointed to men and speculated.

Wen churan breathed a sigh of relief.

Although on weekdays, Sheng Zhixun is a silly white sweet image.

But in the critical period, it is still very reliable.

She sat in the corner with Sheng Zhixun in the eyes of everyone.

"You just sit here and don't move or talk, you know?"

Sheng Zhixun ignored her.

She repeated, "do you know?"

"Yes." The man answered faintly, as if he was impatient.

Wen churan raised his head and just bumped into the man's deep eyes.

The indifferent eyes... Suddenly reminded her of the ink in its prime.

Illusion, it must be an illusion!

Wen churan put aside his absurd idea and told again, "there must be many people who want you to take off your mask. Ignore them."

She had already observed it carefully.

In the whole box, almost all women are eyeing Sheng Zhixun.

"Xiao Zhixun, your kindness will not be forgotten by the fourth sister-in-law!"

Wen churan patted Sheng Zhixun on the shoulder with a grateful face.

Looking at the flashing lights and shaking figures in front of her, she sighed again.

"Fortunately, he didn't ask Sheng Shimo. He certainly won't agree."

Don't say no, maybe I want her to make a fool of herself!

"How do you know he won't promise?"

Sheng Zhixun suddenly asked in a deep voice.

Wen churan had a meal.

Maybe it's because of the relationship between the two brothers.

She always felt that Sheng Zhixun's voice was unexpectedly similar to that of Sheng Shimo.

Maybe it's because he's wearing a mask that he looks more imaginative.

Wen churan didn't think much and explained with a sneer, "Oh... What's my relationship with Sheng Shimo? Don't you know? I used to be so stupid that I won't be... "

The man's eyes on one side narrowed slightly, "what won't happen?"

Will no longer be dedicated only to him, will no longer only pay without asking for return.

And he won't be given another chance to hurt himself.

"Forget it, you don't have to know." Wen churan didn't want to say it clearly, so he had to perfunctory.

But she didn't notice that the man's look hidden under the mask was already gloomy.

"By the way, I'll go out." Wen churan suddenly stood up and told Chao shengzhixun, "wait for me here."

"Where are you going?" Sheng Zhixun asked coldly.

She didn't answer him and hurried out of the box.

"Wu Lin!"

A call rang out in the corridor.

Wearing a mask, Wu Lin looked back and saw a beautiful shadow standing behind her.

Women also wear masks and long skirts with elegant temperament.

Wu Lin asked suspiciously, "who are you?"

The woman stepped on high heels and approached slowly. She put her directly against the corner of the wall and smiled coldly.

"I only saw you three days ago. Miss Wu forgot so quickly?"

Wu Lin was surprised, "Wen churan?"

After being surprised, she immediately sneered, "Wen churan, I didn't expect you to come!"

"Why am I afraid to come?" Wen churan asked coldly. The eyes under the mask were like a sharp blade.

Wu Lin was shocked by her stare and said angrily, "don't pretend. Is your husband here? Why don't you show me? "