Chapter 688 The Boy I Like

There was no emotion on Feng Lingxue's cold face, "Mr. Gu, you know, I... cherish my life very much."

She cannot die.

She wouldn't let herself die either.

Gu Mohan raised his heroic eyebrows and was very satisfied. At this time, several bosses came over and said, "Mr. Gu."

"excuse me."

Gu Mohan went to socialize with the bosses.

Feng Lingxue came to the dining table. There were all kinds of food and drinks on a long row of dining tables.

Feng Lingxue's charming eyes fell on a few small candies. The colorful icing wrapped the small candies, which looked very sweet.

She stretched out her delicate hand and took a piece of candy.

Just as she turned around, she bumped into someone.

The man's chest was so muscular that it was like hitting a wall when she ran into it.

With a "pop" sound, the candy in her hand fell down and fell on the man's polished black leather shoes.

When he raised his eyes, he saw... Xuan Ying.

He didn't know when he was standing behind her.

Xuan Ying is very tall, 1.87 meters tall. These three years of conquest have given him a dark and powerful aura. As soon as he approaches, even the air becomes tense.

Looking at the small piece of candy with lowered handsome eyelids, Xuan Ying slowly raised her lips, "Feng Lingxue, the number one in Gillian's house, is used to eating delicacies from all over the world and wearing silk and satin. How come you still know how to do it now?" Fancy a piece of candy?"

The cool tone was full of sarcasm.

His arrival has focused the attention of the famous Shuyuan here, and everyone is whispering - look, Feng Lingxue has seduced the Silver-faced King again!

--- She is so shameless. Did she think the Silver-faced King would marry her? She is not even qualified to be a concubine!

---Bitch!

Feng Lingxue knew how unpopular she was. In such a prosperous party, all the people coming in and out were from high-class and famous families, and she was the only one who lived in the Gillian room.

Coupled with her stunning cold face, she has become the target of attack by all the famous ladies.

But, she didn't care.

Feng Lingxue raised her eyes and looked at Xuan Ying, "Brother Ying, Mr. Gu is still waiting for me, I'll leave first."

She turned and left.

But the next second, a deep and smiling voice sounded in my ears, "What did you call me?"

Feng Lingxue stopped and looked back at him.

Xuan Ying's dark glazed eyes were filled with a hint of smile, but the smile didn't reach his eyes. He looked at her and asked word by word, "Let me ask you again, what did you call me?"

Feng Lingxue felt that her breath was freezing, so she changed her words and said, "Silver-faced King."

Xuan Ying raised his eyebrows in satisfaction, "Remember, your Ying brother died three years ago. You don't deserve to call me that anymore!"

"Oh." Feng Lingxue looked down at her toes, her bright eyes showing no emotion, "Silver-faced King, can I go?"

"Clean my shoes."

Feng Lingxue raised her eyes, and she met the man's glazed eyes. He looked at her condescendingly with bad amusement.

"Your candy stained my leather shoes, now clean my shoes." He repeated with a smile.

puff.

At this time, the mocking sounds of Shuyuan from the famous family rang in my ears, "Look, the Silver-faced King is humiliating Feng Lingxue!"

"You deserve it, this is really satisfying, and she deserves it!"

Feng Lingxue's cold face turned pale for one second, two seconds, three seconds... She slowly squatted down amidst all the ridicule.

Stretching out her delicate white hands, she picked up the candy in her palm and held it tightly.

The palms of my hands were pulled so hard that they hurt.

The shadow brother who gave her candy every day is dead.

Her pale eyes were a little red, and her other little hand stretched out to wipe his polished leather shoes.

She didn't know how long it took, but she felt that they were clean, even though his leather shoes were not dirty at all.

She stood up and said, "Silver-faced King, I've already wiped it clean. Let's go now."

She turned and left.

Xuan Ying looked at her exquisite and stunning figure, her glazed eyes seemed to be filled with ink, and he suddenly spoke loudly, "Everyone, today we will have an engagement banquet between President Zhu and the third lady of the Jun family. How about letting Feng Lingxue, the top star of Gillian House, dance for everyone first?"

All eyes were turned on, and the hall was silent.

Tang Mo'er and Lin Shiyu had just gone upstairs and wanted to find Jun Xiqing in the makeup artist's room. When they heard the voice, they also looked over.

Feng Lingxue's steps stalled again, and she looked back at Xuan Ying.

Xuan Ying was also looking at her, "It is said that Feng Lingxue is the best dancer. Her dancing skills are stunning and she kills everyone. How many men have lost their money just to watch Feng Lingxue dance. Now let Feng Lingxue dance for everyone for free. Everyone is happy." unhappy?"

"Happy! Happy! Happy!"

The men and women in the hall were all excited.

All the men's eyes fell on Feng Lingxue, as if they were looking at a dancing lady who couldn't usually afford to spend money.

And all the women showed hearty smiles, this is how they should humiliate this vixen!

"As for what dance to do?" Xuan Ying's eyes fell on Feng Lingxue. Today she was wearing a black windbreaker without exposing her delicate muscles. Such a low-key dress is very suitable for someone else's engagement party, " I heard that the prices for each of Feng Lingxue's dances are different, and the most expensive one that no man has ever paid enough to watch is... the pole dance."

"How about letting Feng Lingxue do a pole dance for everyone for free?"

The whole place exploded. It was said that none of the dancers in the world were as good as Feng Lingxue Wanyi. Among them, she was listed on the highest list of Gillian's house for her pole dance.

Her pole dancing has not yet come to the world.

"Jump, jump, jump, jump!" Everyone was cheering.

Tang Mo'er upstairs frowned. Although she didn't know what happened to Xuan Ying and Feng Lingxue, Xuan Ying was really humiliating.

She wanted to go down.

But Lin Shiyu held her little hand and said, "Mo'er, look."

Tang Mo'er looked down and saw Feng Lingxue walking from the door on high heels amidst the cheers.

The whole place gradually became quiet. I don't know what kind of magic power it was, but Feng Lingxue came step by step. She raised her delicate white fingers and untied the black windbreaker on her body.

With a "wow" sound, she threw the black windbreaker she was wearing into the crowd and landed on a man's head.

Everyone gasped. Feng Lingxue was wearing a long suspender skirt, a black top, and a red skirt. Her delicate white muscles were crystal clear, her waist was twisted, and her long hair was dancing wildly. She was truly a natural charmer, a peerless beauty.

She walked to the center of the bright lights, and a thin silk ribbon hung from the sky, and one of her jade feet wearing high heels was wrapped around it...

One of Feng Lingxue's jade feet was wrapped with a silk ribbon, and her entire exquisite body jumped up on the thin silk ribbon. Her red skirt bloomed into a gorgeous flower in the air...

OMG.

The whole audience gasped.

Even Tang Moer's clear pupils shrank suddenly. She had practiced dancing since she was a child, and it took her 20 years to master pole dancing.

It’s hard to find one girl in a million who can pole dance.

But now Feng Lingxue turned the ribbon into a steel pipe, and her entire flexible and slender body flipped, jumped, and danced on the ribbon...

This dance is stunning and dazzling.

It is said that none of the dancers in the world are as good as Feng Lingxue's Wan Yi. Tang Mo'er couldn't help but be impressed and fascinated by her.

The so-called beauty is nothing more than this.

All eyes slowly followed that stunning figure upwards, and everyone raised their heads because Feng Lingxue had already danced into the sky.

The dazzling crystal chandeliers above shone brightly, and the stunning figure actually shone with the sun and the moon.

In an instant, all the Shuyuan people in the hall were eclipsed by this.

Soon, Feng Lingxue disappeared.

She disappeared into the sky.

---Hey, where is Feng Lingxue?

---Why is she missing?

---Oh my God, the dance she performed just now was truly unheard of. No wonder so many men fought and died for her.

All the men started discussing it, and all the women were blushing with jealousy.

I originally wanted to humiliate her, but she surprised the audience with a pole dance?

Being both women, the difference is huge.

"Silver-faced King, I didn't expect Feng Lingxue to be so charming in her dancing. I don't know what her price is. I really want to treat her to a meal." A boss walked up to Xuan Ying and said.

Xuan Ying looked at the place where her stunning figure disappeared for several seconds, and then withdrew his gaze faintly. There was no expression on his handsome face, but his dark glazed eyes revealed a bit of darkness and gloominess. , he lifted his thin lips and uttered one word, "Get out!"

The boss froze and his scalp went numb. He felt like he was being looked at by Satan from hell.

"Okay, Silver Faced King, I'm leaving now!"

That boss is gone.

Xuan Ying put one hand in his trouser pocket, and the bright light shone on his handsome face, but he was so dark and gloomy that it was hard to see clearly.

At this time, the confidant stepped forward and said, "King, the banquet will begin soon."

Xuan Ying turned around and left, "Let President Zhu know that I have something important to do and I will leave first."

"yes."

…

Outside the banquet hall, pedestrians on the road retreated to both sides, looking at the visitor with fear.

Xuan Ying came out. The man put on a black windbreaker over a black shirt. The black leather shoes on his feet were replaced by thick black boots. His trousers were tucked into the boots. The cold wind at night blew over and hit him. The hem of his windbreaker made a loud sound.

Wanton, dark and wild.

Behind him were several men in black.

All passers-by lowered their heads in fear.

…

on the roof.

Feng Lingxue was sitting alone on the roof, her exquisite figure leaning back, supported by her slender arms like lotus roots.

The red skirt underneath was fluttered by the evening breeze, revealing her two beautiful thin and white legs, which were stunning.

Now, my ears are quiet.

The world is also quiet.

She gently closed her small fan-like Yujie, enjoying the quietness of being alone at this moment.

At this time, a voice came from below, "Miss Feng, our Silver Faced King has invited you."

Someone is here.

so fast.

Feng Lingxue opened her eyes, then stood up, "Oh, I got it."

…

Feng Lingxue was taken to the luxury car. The extended version of the business car was inlaid with a gold body ---X.

The subordinate opened the rear door and said, "Miss Feng, please."

Feng Lingxue raised her feet and got into the luxury car.

Xuan Ying was sitting on the sofa, leaning back lazily on the sofa. He was smoking a cigar between his fingers.

The green smoke blurred his handsome face, and he raised his glazed eyes and glanced at her gently.

"Silver-faced King, why did you invite me here? Could it be that my dancing just now impressed you and you want me to dance for you alone?"

"Yes, but the price must be negotiated. It was free just now, but now it will be charged."

Xuan Ying reached out and grabbed Feng Lingxue's wrist, pulling it hard.

With a "thump", Feng Lingxue knelt beside his legs.

Feng Lingxue was indeed delicate in A Jiao's room, and this kneeling made her frown quickly, "Silver-faced King, you hurt me."

Xuan Ying stretched out two slender fingers to pinch her small jaw, forcing her to look up. Now she was kneeling and he was sitting. Such a condescending posture easily put him in a position of control. "Don't give me this, do you still think I am that brother Ying?"

Feng Lingxue didn't say anything when it came to the past.

Xuan Ying opened a box beside him with his big hand holding a cigarette, "Look what this is?"

Feng Lingxue glanced sideways, her eyes were slightly stagnant, a whole box of RMB.

Xuan Ying picked up a RMB, patted her stunning cold face hard, and smiled gloomily and sarcastically, "Do you like it? Your favorite."

Three years ago, she looked down on his identity.

Three years later, he threw the money in her face.

Feng Lingxue's skin was delicate, and red marks quickly appeared on the places where he hit her. "Silver-faced King, what do you want to buy?"

"Buy what? Of course...buy you."

Feng Lingxue raised her charming white eyes and looked at him, "Silver-faced King, you may not understand my market price. If you want to buy me, change a box of money into a box of checks."

Xuan Ying quickly narrowed his glassy eyes and pinched her jaw with his fingertips.

"Feng Lingxue, I know you are cheap, but I didn't expect you to be so cheap!"

Feng Lingxue looked at him, "Silver-faced King, I am cheap and dirty."

The ink in Xuan Ying's eyes was all scattered, like two storms that had been accumulated for a long time finally erupted, and the storm came.

She provoked him again and again.

After three years of not seeing each other, she was really full of thorns.

Maybe, she was not afraid enough.

She may have always thought that he was still the brother Ying, and she didn't know his methods.

"That's good. You are very self-aware. In this case, I will take off your clothes and push you out, so that everyone can see you for free."

What did he say?

Feng Lingxue's pupils shrank.

At this time, Xuanying twisted his palm and pushed her out of the car door from behind.

There were people outside, many people, his men, VIPs of the party, and many pairs of eyes.

Feng Lingxue fell on the carpet on the luxury car. She stretched out her hand to grab the door frame, holding it tightly, refusing to go out.

One of her nails broke and sank into her flesh, causing her heart-piercing pain.

Xuanying lowered his body, and his slender five fingers shuttled in and grabbed her hair. He pressed her little face hard on the carpet. The devil's face was handsome and compelling. "Are you afraid? Are you convinced?"

Feng Lingxue scratched the door, and her mind emerged many years ago when she just entered Gillian's room and didn't listen to her mother. She was beaten by Liu Zhi every day and didn't give her food.

One day she climbed up the window and wanted to jump down. It was just a matter of death, and a good death was better than a rotten life.

She didn't want to be like her mother, she wanted to get rid of this humiliating fate.

Just when she was about to jump, Brother Ying appeared and hugged her back.

Brother Ying gave her a piece of candy.

She peeled the candy and put it in her mouth. It was so sweet.

That was the first time she tasted sweetness in her life.

Feng Lingxue trembled her feathers like a small fan, and a hot tear slipped from the corner of her eyes and disappeared quickly.

She lifted her red lips, "I'm scared... I give in..."

Xuanying remembered that three years ago, she was about to turn 18.

That night, he and her sat on the roof, "Ling'er, three days later, on your 18th birthday, I will take you away."

She nodded vigorously and threw herself into his arms, "Brother Ying, I have been waiting for you to say this."

Later, on her 18th birthday, something happened that changed their lives.

Thinking of that day, Xuanying's ink-colored glass eyes were filled with scarlet coldness and bloodthirstiness.

"Silver-faced King, I'm still clean." Feng Lingxue suddenly said at this time.

This sentence made Xuanying's tall body stiffen suddenly. He stretched out his hand and pulled her into his arms, "What did you say just now, say it again."

Feng Lingxue's hands and feet were cold, like a porcelain doll that could be manipulated by anyone, "I said, I'm still clean."

"Really? Did you lie to me?"

Feng Lingxue stretched out her slender arms like green lotus roots, with a drop of toad sand on them, "I didn't lie to you."

Xuanying's ink-colored glass eyes quickly overflowed with some joy. He reached out and touched her little head, like treating his most beloved little pet, "Feng Lingxue, I didn't misjudge you. A vain woman like you, how could you sell yourself so easily? You must still keep it, waiting to sell it at a higher price."

"I will let someone redeem you. You don't have to go back to A Jiao's room. Follow me and be one of my... beautiful concubines."

"Although I have many beautiful concubines now, they are not as good as you. When I marry a wife in the future, I will not forget you."

Feng Lingxue was listening with Yu Jie hanging down, and didn't speak.

At this time, Xuanying reached out and pinched her little face, forcing her to look up, "Why, are you unhappy?"

He moved closer and whispered in her ear, "Although you are still clean, this cannot change the fact that you are dirty. Letting you be a concubine instead of a slave is already a great honor. Do you still want to be my princess?"

Feng Lingxue nodded, "I know."

Xuanying's dark glass eyes slowly narrowed, and he looked at her steadily, "You dare not lie to me, right?"

She shouldn't have the guts to lie to him.

Feng Lingxue's scalp tingled at his hawk-like gaze, but she said calmly, "I don't dare."

"That's good, go down, I'll find you soon, smile then, aren't you a smiley?"

"Oh."

Feng Lingxue responded numbly, then got up and went down.

She got out of the car, the back door was closed by her men, and the extended version of the business car sped away.

Feng Lingxue stood there and watched, the back window slowly slid up, he lazily leaned on the sofa, careless and exuding a cold and perverse aura, dark and powerful.

His face disappeared from sight.

Feng Lingxue didn't stop, she turned around and left, all alone on the street.

As she walked, she felt tired, so she simply sat on a bench, her eyes empty, she stared at the mottled street lights for a while.

---

Engagement party.

Tang Moer and Lin Shiyu pushed open the dressing room and walked in, "Qingqing, congratulations."

Several maids retreated, and a slender figure sat in front of the dressing table, Jun Xiqing.

Jun Xiqing stood up and looked at Tang Moer and Lin Shiyu, "Sister Tang, Sister Lin, are you here?"

Tang Moer and Lin Shiyu were already amazed when they saw Feng Lingxue dancing in the hall just now. Now they held their breath when they saw Jun Xiqing.

Jun Xiqing wore a white flowing gauze skirt, with a white silk ribbon tied around her slender waist in the middle. Her black hair was braided on both sides, revealing her delicate face.

Powdery white skin, shining black eyes, and a rosy little mouth, her facial features are every bit of God's gift and favor.

The beauties of today are probably Jun Xiqing and Feng Lingxue.

But these two beauties are completely different types. Feng Lingxue's beauty is bewitching and charming, and she is a natural beauty. Jun Xiqing's beauty is pure and smart, like a fairy who just came down to earth.

"Wow, Qingqing, you are so beautiful."

Jun Xiqing smiled, "Thank you, sister."

"Miss Jun, the engagement party will start soon, put on the veil." The maid handed over a piece of white veil.

Jun Xiqing put it on her little face.

"Qingqing, you haven't shown your true face yet. I don't know how many people will have evil thoughts when they see your face, so you can only wear a veil first. Once you put on this veil, only your future husband can take it off." Tang Moer said quickly with a blink of an eye.

Women who are too beautiful will always attract fights and disasters.

The Jun family has a little girl, who is raised in the boudoir and unknown to the world.

This delicate little face, I don't know if it is a blessing or a curse.

The veil on her face can only be taken off by her future husband.

"Sister Tang, please stop laughing at me." Jun Xiqing said angrily, then looked at a maid, "Is my brother back?"

The maid replied respectfully, "Commander Jun has not returned yet."

Jun Xiqing pursed her lips, "Sister Tang, Sister Lin, please sit for a while, I'll call my brother."

"Okay."

Jun Xiqing left the dressing room and walked into the corridor. She had a bad feeling in her heart. Terrorists suddenly appeared in the western region of Z country in the past few days. Her brother Jun Chulin led the Wuling Iron Cavalry to fight in person and has not returned yet.

Wuling Iron Cavalry is the soul of Z country.

Vice President Cao Ze has always coveted it.

Now the situation in Z country is chaotic, Cao Ze is eyeing the presidency, and she thinks this is strange.

She took out her mobile phone and prepared to make a call.

At this time, she passed by the men's bathroom and sensitively smelled a bloody smell.

Vigilance flashed across her radiant black eyes, and she stretched out her little hand and pushed open the bathroom door.

It was already dark, the lights in the bathroom were bright, and there was no one in the bathroom.

But Jun Xiqing's eyes fell on a secret compartment inside, where the light was dim, and there was murderous intent in the calm.

Jun Xiqing was born spotless, and was three points more attractive than a fairy, but she never relied on her appearance to make a living, but on her brain.

The little girl of the Jun family, wise and scheming the world.

After Uncle Jun passed away, she used a trick to let her brother Jun Chulin quickly take down the Wuling Iron Cavalry and support Zhu Qing to the presidency. She followed her uncle's will and got engaged to Zhu Qing. In her lifetime, she would definitely protect Z country for a hundred years without worries.

She had an innate keen sense of darkness and danger. She covered her face with a veil, leaving only her pair of clear black eyes. Her icy intelligence made her whole person beautiful and soul-stirring.

She walked into the secret compartment, and the door of the secret compartment was not closed. She gently pushed it open.

At this time, a large hand with distinct joints quickly reached over in the dimness and grabbed her slender wrist.

She was dragged in.

Her slender back fell on the door panel. Jun Xiqing wanted to speak, but her vision went dark and a big hand covered her mouth.

A handsome face like a crown of jade entered her vision.

It was him.

Jun Xiqing's eyes flashed, Lu Yeming!

She hadn't seen this man for a long time. Now that she saw him, she felt that he was so handsome that people dared not look at him again.

Perhaps he had just experienced a fight, and tiny beads of sweat wet his bangs on his forehead. The wet bangs fell down, covering his deep phoenix eyes.

He smelled of blood, and the undisguised coldness and murderousness in his eyes made him seem unfathomable, like a powerful king who dominated the night.

He is so handsome. When you see him, you will find that those handsome men in the past are nothing special. Every line and outline of him is carefully drawn by the painter. He looks like a crown of jade, but nothing special.

Now he pressed her against the door panel. The tall and handsome man blocked all her light.

When their eyes met, she was surprised. He was calm and calm.

At this time, a voice came from outside the door, "Go there to search, move faster, don't let him run away!"

Someone is looking for him!

Lu Yeming had no expression. His deep phoenix eyes were coated on her face. He whispered, "I will let you go, you are not allowed to make a sound."

Jun Xiqing nodded quickly, and to show her innocence, she also blinked at Yu Jie.

Lu Yeming slowly let go of his hand.

Jun Xiqing pushed him away, and a sharp light burst out in her radiant black eyes. She said loudly, "Someone come!"

There was a movement outside quickly, "There is a sound! It seems to be in the bathroom! Go in quickly!"

Someone went into the bathroom.

Being discovered, Lu Yeming was not in a hurry. He slowly raised his thin lips and became more interested.

What a Jun Xiqing!

She is still the same as before, and she can really surprise him!

He stretched out his big hand to hold her white wrist and pulled her back again.

Jun Xiqing's slender back hit the door again. Before she reacted, he stretched out his hand and directly pulled off the veil on her face.

She felt a chill on her face. This veil that can only be unveiled for her future husband was actually pulled by him?

"West Prince, what are you doing, let me go!"

"You want to run away after getting into trouble, huh?"

The people outside had already rushed in. They looked at the secret compartment in front of them. There seemed to be the voices of a man and a woman in it, which was very ambiguous at first glance.

"Go look somewhere else!"

"Yes!"

The men in black quickly retreated.

...

In the secret compartment.

Jun Xiqing's delicate face was stained with red because of shame and anger, like an intoxicating rouge.

She raised her left hand and slapped his handsome face.

"Pa", a crisp slap sounded in his ears, and Lu Yeming's handsome face was hit halfway.

He had no expression, the tip of his tongue pressed against the handsome face that was hit, and he gently lifted his handsome eyelids to look at her.

She was the first one.

The first woman to hit him.

His deep phoenix eyes became half bright and half dark, and he let her go.

Once he got rid of it, Jun Xiqing quickly jumped a few steps away.

"Dirty!" She scolded him.

Lu Yeming raised his heroic sword eyebrows and said in a hoarse voice, "Get out!"

Get out.

Two simple words, simple and domineering.

"West King, this is Z country, not A country. Here, I am the host and you are the guest. Tell me, where did you get all this blood? Are you deliberately causing trouble on my territory?" Jun Xiqing raised her willow leaf eyebrows and looked at him.

She had fought with this man twice. This man was very cunning and scheming. She had suffered a great loss.

He was wearing a black nightgown with some blood on it, but he had no injuries on his body. The blood was from someone else.

She looked at him suspiciously.

Lu Yeming stared at her, "Are you really not going out?"

"No!"

Lu Yeming stretched out his long legs and kicked the door. The man's legs were too long, and the action of kicking the door brought a strong and sharp leg wind, and locked the door, "Miss Jun, I was drugged. Are you staying here to be my antidote?"

What?

This pervert!

Jun Xiqing pushed him away, climbed up with her hands and feet, opened the door of the secret compartment, and ran out.

...

Jun Xiqing ran back to the dressing room. She gasped and looked up. Her cheeks in the mirror were flushed, and her watery black eyes were overflowing with gurgling autumn water, which was really bright and scorching.

Thinking of the scene she just saw, she quickly closed her eyes.

Because of shame and anger, her two small hands were clenched into pink fists.

At this time, the maid's voice sounded outside the door, "President."

"Is Qingqing in there?"

"Yes, President."

Brother Zhu is here!

Jun Xiqing quickly put on her veil, and the voice of "Brother Pig" from Lu Yeming in the secret compartment just now rang in her mind again, making her even angrier.

At this time, the door of the dressing room was pushed open, and Zhu Qing walked in.

Zhu Qing is the eldest son of the Zhu family, a young talent, and he is outstanding in both appearance and character. Jun Mosheng's vision is never wrong.

"Qingqing, are you ready? The party is about to start."

"Brother Zhu, I'm ready."

Zhu Qing held Jun Xiqing's hand, "Qingqing, everyone knows that Uncle Jun made an engagement for us before he died, but they don't know that it was a fake engagement. Now Vice President Lei Ze is eyeing us covetously. Only the Jun family and the Zhu family can form the strongest marriage. Once Lei Ze is overthrown, you will still be free and can find the boy you like."

Jun Xiqing smiled, "Brother Zhu, I don't have a boy I like. I don't understand what the book says about liking."

Zhu Qing rubbed Jun Xiqing's long hair, "It's actually very simple to like him. When you see him, your heart will beat."

Beating your heart.

Being moved is the beginning of love.

Jun Xiqing stretched out her little hand and pressed the position of her heart. She seemed to understand and looked into the distance, "Maybe I will like a boy in the future, but what I like most is still this piece of pure land in Z country. I will protect it with my life."

Zhu Qing's face was very gentle. He didn't know that she would like a boy soon.

He also didn't know how she would choose between these two likes in the near future.

Jun Xiqing was born different, regardless of her beauty and wisdom.

...

At the party.

The host said, "Dear guests, I now declare the engagement banquet officially open. Now please invite the president and his fiancée Miss Jun San to come on stage."

The melodious music sounded in the hall, and everyone stopped talking, and their eyes "swish" upwards.

They had never seen Miss Jun San.

The Jun family has three daughters, all of whom are beautiful, but Miss Jun San has always been shrouded in a mysterious veil and kept in the boudoir.

Today they can finally see her beauty.

At this time, two figures slowly came down the white jade carved steps, and Zhu Qing came down holding Jun Xiqing's hand.

Jun Xiqing was wearing a white dress, and the white veil that was winding on the ground was dragging down from the steps. Her black hair was like silk, and her pair of bright black eyes were shining. It was a pity that she was covered by the white veil, so her little face could not be seen clearly.

However, just looking at the girl's figure and the pure aura caused a gasp.

---Why did Miss Jun cover her face with a veil?

---I really want to take off the veil on her face.

Zhu Qing led Jun Xiqing down, and everyone was congratulating, "Mr. President, Miss Jun, congratulations."

"Miss Jun, you will be the president's wife in the future."

Jun Xiqing lowered her eyes and smiled lightly, thanking her in a low voice. She was trained by Jun Mosheng since she was a child and received the best etiquette education. She can be elegant and calm in any occasion.

She and Zhu Qing stood together, and they were really a perfect match.

"Mr. President, the auspicious time has come, and we can exchange engagement rings." Someone reminded in a low voice.

Once she puts on the wedding ring, Jun Xiqing will be Zhu Qing's fiancée.

Zhu Qing asked Jun Xiqing in a gentlemanly manner, "Qingqing, can we start?"

Jun Xiqing was about to nod, when there was a "bang", the door of the hall was pushed open, and a cold wind blew in from outside, and then a tall and handsome figure forcefully broke into people's sight.

Lu Yeming is here.

Jun Xiqing looked sideways, and Lu Yeming was wearing a handmade white shirt and a fitted black suit on the outside. The fine fabric was ironed without any wrinkles. He walked over from the red carpet, exuding a condescending elegance and indifference.

As soon as he appeared, the whole audience was silent, as if the king had arrived.

---Oh my God, it's the King of the West!

---It's really the King of the West. I've been waiting for a whole day, and he finally appeared!

---How can he be so handsome? Hold me, I'm going to faint!

The noble ladies behind him began to get agitated, and their eyes were already filled with pink bubbles.

Jun Xiqing raised his eyebrows. The Western King Lu Yeming is now synonymous with imperial power.

Although the Silver-faced King Xuanying was named after him, Xuanying was gloomy and cold, not as good as the Western King. The calm demeanor and imperial aura exuded by his every move, how many women's dreams have he entered over the years?

This year, his Western Palace has been selecting concubines for him, and beauties from all over the country have come one after another, but he has not yet announced the candidate for the princess.

There is no woman in his palace, and his private life is extremely clean, while the Silver-faced King's palace already has a group of beautiful concubines.

Jun Xiqing glanced at Lu Yeming. He moved really fast and had already changed out of his nightgown.

At this time, Lu Yeming walked over with steady and dazzling steps and walked to the bright lights, "I'm sorry, I'm late. I wish President Zhu and Miss Jun a happy engagement. This is my engagement ceremony for Miss Jun."