Chapter 268

Mrs. Yu's real name is Yu Fang. After Nangong Jiu's mother died in childbirth, she openly moved into Nangong's house with her daughter. Although Nangong Jiu's father didn't give her any title, she still lived in Nangong's house like a fish in water.

Before Nangong was nine or ten years old, the family unanimously called her wife.

Until one day, ten year old Nangong Jiu smashed a bowl on the table, pointed to the servant and scolded: "my Nangong's wife's name is also optional. Which woman can afford it? My mother's picture is still there!"

Yu Meijia patted the table and was about to get up, but Yu Fang stared, hummed and sat down unwilling.

Yu Fang looked at Nangong Jitong, Nangong Jiu's father. Unexpectedly, Nangong Jitong just raised his eyelids and ordered his servants to change the dishes and chopsticks for the young master. Since then, people have changed their name to "Mrs. Yu".

Yu Fang broke her teeth with hatred, but her face looked like nothing had happened.

The woman could bear it. She just kept silent and stayed at Nangong's house for more than ten years.

Nangong's family is going to hold a reception tonight. Nangong Jitong hinted at Yu Fang to see more young talents at the reception.

A simple hint made Yu Fang smile for several days. She didn't see how Nangong Jiu put his face on her.

A woman who is willing to be cheap can endure anything for money!

Dongling Beichen repeatedly rubbed the invitation in his hand.

The invitation was probably received by the number on the row in Warner district. According to the information he got, tonight is not just a cocktail party.

Dongling Beichen was hesitating, and the door of the study opened with a click. Dongling Beichen looked up and saw Tang Lingxi standing by the door. Different from the past, Tang Lingxi took off his guard against him, and naturally the whole person seemed much lighter.

"What are you doing?" Tang Lingxi leaned over his head to see the invitation.

Dongling Beichen rubbed heavily on her head, selectively ignoring Tang Lingxi's resistance with his head, and put down a sentence: "take you out to play in the evening."

"Er." don't wait for Tang Lingxi to react, Dongling Beichen turned back, blinked his eyes and said mysteriously: "Lingxi remember to dress up to be charming."

Until the figure of Dongling Beichen disappeared at the door, Tang Lingxi whispered, "it's not a diamond. It's shining everywhere."

Finally, Tang Lingxi wore a long white dress, pure white without any impurities, with simple and smooth lines. The skirt hem extends obliquely from the knee to the heel, the ancient Greek folds in the chest extend to the waist, and a tassel hangs on the back shoulder, which is noble and elegant.

Dongling Beichen took the sapphire necklace for her, stood in the distance and looked. The corners of his mouth overflowed with a smile: "Lingxi is very beautiful. It must be the most beautiful pearl in the audience tonight."

Tang Lingxi looked at himself in the mirror and was stunned.

This was the first time she faced up to her beauty without any resistance. This time, she found that she did have an enviable beautiful face, which came from her mother.

She thought that she would continue this beauty with the thoughts of her mother. Tang Lingxi's mouth slowly burst into a smile, and his eyes were clear and bright.

"My royal highness, please get in."

With a smiling face, Tang Lingxi proudly raised his chest, picked up his skirt and got on the car.

Dongling Beichen never told Tang Lingxi which house they were going to have a dinner.

The princess's arrogance Tang Lingxi didn't last long. After all, he didn't restrain his curiosity and shook Dongling Beichen's arm: "then, where are we going?"

Dongling Beichen spoiled and touched Tang Lingxi's head. His eyes indicated that Tang Lingxi looked out of the window: "look, isn't this it?"

As soon as the voice of Dongling Beichen fell, the door was opened from the outside: "young master Dongling, Miss Lingxi, welcome to tonight's Midsummer Night Dream."

Tang Lingxi took Dongling Beichen's arm and walked into the center of the reception with the guidance of the attendants.

In the center of the huge dance floor is a fountain. Now it is just an arch mountain. When the most beautiful dancers tonight dance, they will spray out unexpected beautiful scenes.

Dongling Beichen took two glasses of wine from the waiter. Dongling Beichen handed a glass to Tang Lingxi, looked at her, narrowed her eyes, took a sip, smiled and asked, "how's it going?"

Tang Lingxi lightly shook his glass and replied confidently, "82 years old from Bordeaux."

"Well." Dongling Beichen took a sip, held back his smile, nodded, and said solemnly, "good luck, you're right."

"What, I'm not deceived." Tang Lingxi retorted with some guilt.

"The wine is transparent in color, mellow in aroma and mellow in mouth. This is Romani canti wine." a man's voice suddenly came in. Tang Lingxi looked at the past, how to describe it? The flamboyant red hair, exquisite facial features, and porcelain like white and slender fingertips were printed on the dark red wine glass. That's a man like a demon.

The man suddenly smiled at Tang Lingxi: "not all red wine comes from Bordeaux, Miss Lingxi." it was ridiculed, but he seemed to tease.

Tang Lingxi couldn't help blushing. There was an embarrassment of being exposed and a trace of shame of being teased.

When he found that his cheeks were hot, Tang Lingxi glared at Dongling Beichen angrily. Knowing that she couldn't taste wine, he asked her. Originally, it was just a little joke between the two tacitly, but it was exposed to their face.

Tang Lingxi lost face. Suddenly, he blamed Dongling Beichen for helping her every time. That's how she failed her wine tasting class.

Dongling Beichen didn't notice Tang Lingxi's complaining look, turned sideways and blocked Tang Lingxi behind him without trace, and raised a glass to the man opposite.

The man took a funny look at Dongling Beichen, glanced disdainfully at Dongling Beichen's small movements, shook the quilt at will, regarded as a response to Dongling Beichen, and sipped the wine. Seeing that Beichen of Dongling was about to leave with Tang Lingxi, the man suddenly scratched his lips: "Mr. Beichen, I haven't seen you for a long time, so I'm going to leave without even saying a word?"

Dongling Beichen frowned slightly: "Chu Ci, we don't seem to have anything to say." after that, he stretched out his arm and motioned Tang Lingxi to pull it up, so he took her away.

"The man surnamed Chu is the Chu Ci that everyone looks very strange when he mentions it. Why are you so cold to others?"

Tang Lingxi was like a gossip. He kept pestering Beichen of Dongling, and couldn't help looking back secretly. Unexpectedly, it happened to be opposite to the Chuci reclining at the wine table. The other party raised a glass to her from a distance, smiled and leaned back.

Tang Lingxi was stunned and was pulled over by Dongling Beichen.

Tang Lingxi found that the expression of Beichen in Dongling was very serious. "I know. I'll stay away from him in the future," he said