Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 569 Hong Ye’s Thoughts

After a series of rehearsals, the fashion show also started with the singing of Chrissy Wynyard...

I bet she's here to sing again?
  Fujiwara Hoshikai vaguely remembered that when he was on the Isabel, Bellmode also came to the meeting pretending to be Sharon Wynyard, and contacted him intentionally or unintentionally, obviously planning something.

The stage of the fashion show was designed with lights flowing and light and shadow changing, pushing the atmosphere inside the venue to a climax. The theme this time is "Youth Charm", which aims to show the youthful vitality and beauty of the models. As beams of soft and rhythmic light were projected from the center of the stage, the models walked out one after another, each trying their best to show their best side.

The models are dressed in various costumes, some are as passionate as fire, some are as fresh as wind. Their steps are in sync with the rhythm of the music, either light or vigorous, with various postures. During the catwalk, they raised their chins, smiled charmingly, or looked deeply. Every movement seemed to tell their own story, attracting the attention of the audience.

Chrissy Wynyard's singing voice sounded melodious and beautiful, and her performance seemed to add soul to this fashion show. Chrissy Wynyard is Belmod's pseudonym. Her singing is not only hard-working, but also full of emotion. Every note seems to have the magic power to attract the listener, making people intoxicated instantly.

Looking at Belmode, whose figure and appearance on the stage were not inferior to those of high-end models, Fujiwara Hoshikai frowned. He knew how dangerous this woman was, but also how clever and cunning she was. Every step she takes could be an elaborate trap.

His eyes turned to her stage figure again, deciding to remain vigilant while looking for clues to uncover the true purpose behind her appearance.

First of all, she must be here for him. There is no doubt about this. Secondly, she must have the intention of the force behind her. It is very likely that she wants to recruit him into the gang or to achieve some purpose through his relationship.

Thinking of this, Fujiwara turned around and glanced back. Hongye, who was fascinated by the stage show, smiled slightly. Fortunately, he brought her with him this time.

If that organization really has some intention for itself, it must also consider the family status of the Ooka family.

Although this is a bit pretentious, it should be of some use.

Thinking of this, Fujiwara took his hand and quietly hugged the edge of the chair behind Hongye, but his hand did not directly touch Hongye's body, nor did he extend it further.

Thinking about it, after all, he was making love to her in the park just now, and now it seems very inconsistent with his personality to show intimacy like this.

Although Fujiwara didn't touch her intentionally, Hongye was still keenly aware of the change in Fujiwara's posture, which seemed to be a little closer to her, so she quietly glanced out of the corner of her eye and found that Fujiwara's arm was beside her chair. , I just didn’t hug him.

Hongye felt the subtle changes in Fujiwara's posture. Although he did not mean it, her heartbeat accelerated due to his unintentional move. She didn't turn around obviously, but squinted quietly, noticing that Fujiwara's arm was resting on the edge of her chair, so close that it seemed that she could touch his warmth with just a slight movement.

"He likes me?"

This thought made Hongye feel a sweet panic in her heart, and a novel feeling that she had never felt before spread through her body. She peeked at Fujiwara again. All his attention seemed to be on the stage, and his deliberate concentration seemed to be hiding something.

From her perspective, the blurry stage lights hit the side of his face, making his outline appear deeper against the blue light, making the emotions in her heart more complicated.

Fujiwara's voice suddenly sounded in her ears, low and soft, making her ears feel itchy, and a warm feeling of being noticed sprouted in her heart. "What's wrong?" Fujiwara asked with a touch of concern.

"Hmm..." Hongye answered with a hint of absent-mindedness, and her cheeks slowly turned red due to his approach.

Fujiwara didn't seem to notice the fluctuations in Hongye's heart, and continued, "But you don't need to pay too much attention. She just makes you feel uncomfortable at most. There should be nothing special about her."

Hongye felt Fujiwara's hand being fixed on the chair because of her back. She turned slightly sideways and felt his warmth transmitting through her clothes.

Fujiwara originally wanted to hug him, but for some reason he didn't implement it.

"Is it because of shyness?" Hongye thought in his heart, "Then I can be more proactive."

Fujiwara realized with some embarrassment that his hand was being suppressed by her, but he tried to remain calm and did not want this small movement to affect the atmosphere between them.

"By the way, there may be an after-show party later. Do you want to come or should I take you home first?" He tried to change the subject and reduce the awkward atmosphere.

Hongye said softly "Hmm" twice, and then she made a bold decision. She turned around and took the initiative to throw herself into Fujiwara's arms. Her hands found his. Although Fujiwara's hands were stiff for a moment, she didn't care. Her fingers entwined with his and intertwined them.

Fujiwara felt a sudden surprise. He originally thought that his approach would make her flinch.

"Huh?" Fujiwara's voice sounded in Hongye's ears, with a hint of uncertainty and surprise.

Hongye's answer was firm and full of emotion: "Of course I want to go, we are still dating."

The girl's hand was unusually warm in his hand. It felt like warm jade, delicate and smooth. It had obviously been carefully cared for. Fujiwara bets that Momiji spends at least an hour every day on hand care, otherwise it would not be so slippery.

Fujiwara was stunned for a moment and then reacted, "Then let's go together. I'll take you back later."

"Yeah." Hongye smiled and rested his head on Fujiwara's shoulder, then looked at the two holding hands with a satisfied smile.

Fujiwara also ignored the fact that the two were holding hands after watching it for a while, but stared intently at Chris Wynyard, who was shining brightly on the stage, wondering whether her coming here this time was related to her passing away some time ago. Director of Wine Roll.

He remembered that the reunion of the dark organization was right around this time. Thinking back, the director's prayer meeting should have happened recently. Belmod most likely came here for that matter, but why would she pay attention to him? ? It can't be the person who is plotting against him, right? Although he is a little handsome, he is also suave, the best-selling novelist today, and the youngest chess champion, but he does not feel that these characteristics can attract the organization. attention.

At this time, Belmode on the stage saw the two people holding hands sweetly in the audience, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised. It turned out that the Madeira wine that the gentleman complained about was actually doing a good job. This was really a surprise.
  (End of this chapter)