Dangerous Passion: The President's VIP Lover

Dongfang Aoshi should help him.

Otherwise, Dongfang Aoshi would not have given him the jade pendant left by his mother and concubine in the palace that day.

Thinking of this, the gentle heart is settled.

Dongfangkuang also walked in front of him.

When passing Wenrou's table, her footsteps stopped, and she walked slowly towards Wenrou.

Dongfang Kuang also... what is he going to do?

Rou Rou pulled her chest tightly, and clenched her fists nervously, her palms were full of sweat.

Dongfangkuang also walked in front of them.

Raised his hand angrily.

The maid immediately brought a glass of wine.

Dongfang Kuang also took it, respecting Dongfang Aoshi, "It's rare that the Ninth Prince is willing to show his face today, so I will toast you first."

Dongfang Aoshi stood up holding the wine glass, returned the salute, and drank the wine in one gulp.

There was no expression on her face, and her eyes were as deep as thick ink.

There was no emotion on Dongfang Kuangya's face either.

Looking at Dongfang Aoshi's gaze, it was extremely indifferent.

It was as indifferent as if the two were strangers, not brothers.

Gentle did not speak.

From the beginning to the end, he stood by Dongfang Aoshi's side and was a competent wood.

Dongfang Kuang also had a few words of courtesy with Dongfang Aoshi, and then sat in the main seat surrounded by the maids.

Dongfangkuang also waved.

All the guests sat down in unison, as if they had been trained in the army, very neatly.

"Today is just an ordinary gathering, everyone don't have to be restrained, eat and drink to your heart's content, and get drunk!"

With that said, he raised his glass.

The guests raised their glasses and saluted.

After the simple courtesies, the banquet officially began.

The musician struck the chime, and the music with pure timbre and elegant melody rang out, which was pleasant to the ear.

The dancers filed in from the door and danced in the hall.

The beautiful dance is dazzling.

Sitting there tenderly, there is no thought of appreciating at all.

All he could think about was how to talk to Dongfang Kuang alone without Dongfang Aoshi noticing it.

Wen Rou thought about it, but couldn't think of any method she should use to get close to Dongfang Kuangye.

The dancer was dancing, her fluttering clothes were dancing in her gentle eyes.

In the confusion, his gentle eyes glanced in the direction of Dongfang Aoshi.

She didn't dare to look too much, her eyes only stayed for less than a second, and she left, afraid that Dongfang Aoshi would find out, and she was also afraid that the guests present would find out.

With just a simple glance, Rourou has already figured out the situation in Dongfang Zuoye——

He sat there domineeringly, surrounded by court ladies.

In his arms, there is also an enchanting concubine.

It's the one Wenrou saw when she first entered the palace.

After all, they were together once, seeing Dongfang Kuang hugging another woman, his gentle heart still stabbed uncomfortably.

Fortunately, I didn't agree at the beginning, to be Dongfang Kuangya's concubine——

There are three thousand beauties in the harem.

Gentleness has no way to accept sharing a man with so many women.

"What are you looking at so engrossed in?" Dongfang Aoshi's cold voice rang in his ears.

"Look at the dance, they dance beautifully." Wenrou came back to her senses, and casually found a reason to perfunctory.

"Really?" Dongfang Aoshi raised his eyebrows, obviously not believing what Wenrou said.

Rou Rou glanced at him, her voice was also cold, "Otherwise, who do you think I'm looking at?"

This man is really not generally shrewd.

I hid it so deeply, but it was still seen that something was wrong.