Knocked to the election boss today

Chapter 105

Feng Wuze smiled nonchalantly, propped his chin with one hand, and looked at Lan Xi with a half-smile, "It's been a long time indeed, the two of you are still inseparable as before."

Facing his penetrating eyes, Lan Xi froze, and then bent her lips, "Patriarch Feng still likes to joke like before."

Feng Wuze leaned forward, approaching Lan Xi, and smiled charmingly, "It's not the first day we met, what is the name Feng Patriarch, it seems so unfamiliar."

Lan Xi was as calm as ever, "Are you unfamiliar?"

Feng Wuze nodded, and approached even harder, "I call you Lanxi, you should call me Wuze."

Lan Xi, "..."

Is he being teased?
"Feng Wuze, don't make jokes." A cold voice suddenly sounded, Duan Fan stretched out his hand and dragged the wheelchair towards him.

"Ha ha."

Feng Wuze pursed his lips, and slowly sat upright.

He turned his face and looked at Duan Fan with interest, "It's not like you to get angry so easily, Young Master Duan?"

With a sullen face, Duan Fan stared at him coldly, "Feng Wuze, don't force me to do it."

I don't talk much, I can't stand Lu Ziye.

Thinking of Duan Fan's weird medicines, Feng Wuze narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in an affectionate tone, "Lan Xi, your second senior brother is so fierce, you have to protect me, I have no strength to restrain a chicken, so I can't resist." beat."

He was shot while lying down, and Lan Xi was puzzled.

He has no strength to restrain the chicken, so he?
Oh, this is the biggest joke.

Duan Fan glanced at Feng Wuze, then turned to look at Lan Xi, with a trace of resentment in his eyes.

When did he become so familiar with Feng Wuze?

Lan Xi turned his head and remained silent.

Arguing and fighting are their business, and he doesn't get involved.

Duan Fan's eyes darkened slightly, feeling a little aggrieved in his heart.

Fortunately, after a while, Feng Wuze was entangled by other guests and had no time to provoke them.

Duan Fan took the opportunity to get up and pushed Lan Xi away.

Duan Fan lowered his voice and reminded, "Feng Wuze is not a good person, you should stay away from him."

Lan Xi's eyes flickered slightly, "Really? I don't think he has any malicious intentions."

At most, it's just a bit of a cheap mouth and a bit of a bad taste.

When these words fell into Duan Fan's ears, he was undoubtedly defending Feng Wuze, and he was even more unhappy from the bottom of his heart.

His face was slightly ugly, and he didn't have a good impression of Feng Wuze.

……

The small garden of the guild hall is full of fragrance of flowers.

The nth time he called Qiao Luo and couldn't get through, Long Beijue almost dropped his phone.

With a gloomy face, he looked at the large expanse of delicate and beautiful flowers, and his mood was extremely bad.

"North Lord."

A gentle voice sounded behind him, hiding admiration.

Long Beijue turned around and saw that it was Yun Ruoxiang, his delicate face covered with a layer of coolness.

A trace of injury flashed across Yun Ruoxiang's eyes, and he said with a forced smile on his face, "Beijue, the selection of rough stones has already started inside. Grandpa Han asked me to call you over."

Long Beijue frowned slightly, and his voice was clear, "It's better for you to call me Young Master Long like everyone else, so as not to cause unnecessary misunderstandings."

After the words fell, Long Beijue left without a moment's pause.

The blunt words severely hurt her face.

Yun Ruoxiang once again understood his indifference and ruthlessness, and her face turned pale.

From childhood to adulthood, relying on the family relationship between the two families, she thought that she was different from other girls and could be one step closer to him.

She has admired him for so many years, and now he wants to deprive her of the right to call him by his name, how could he be so cruel to her.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help thinking of his picture of Qiao Luo, and the jealousy buried in her heart began to grow wildly.

Xu Miao is an idiot, and she hasn't done anything yet, it seems that she is going to add fire to her.

……

Long Beijue walked into the second floor, where the selection process had already started.

Except for the location of the rest area, the entire banquet hall is filled with raw stone wool of different sizes.

After saying hello to Mr. Han, Long Beijue walked over to Rong Tian and the others.

"Young Master." Seeing that he finally came back, Yue Er said in a low voice, "Lan Xi and Duan Fan are here, and Feng Wuze is also here."

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived, he had just finished reporting when Feng Wuze's voice came over.

"Young Master Long, I haven't seen you for a while, but I miss you very much." The deliberately suppressed voice seemed artificial.

Yue Er couldn't stand the artificial tone, and rubbed the goose bumps on his arms.

Long Beijue turned around and watched the bright red figure float in front of him. The smell of special perfume poured into the tip of his nose, which was slightly pungent.

He frowned, and said with a poisonous tongue, "Did you pour the whole bottle of perfume on yourself?"

Feng Wuze didn't seem to understand the sarcasm in his words, and deliberately waved his sleeves in front of him, "Does it smell particularly good?"

Long Beijue held his breath, gave him a cold look, and turned to go elsewhere.

Why did you leave?
Feng Wuze looked at his back thoughtfully, with a playful smile on his lips.

Ignoring him so easily?
Not right.

Tang Xin glanced at him and couldn't help but click her tongue.

His facial features were obviously feminine, but there was a heroic look between his brows, and he was dressed in a bright red casual suit, making him even more charming and enchanting.

A big man looks so good-looking, how can women live?
Her eyes went dark, and the man's low voice rang in her ears, "Don't look at other men."

Tang Xin smiled helplessly, and pulled his hand, "I don't have it."

Rong Tian snorted softly, moved his long arms down to wrap around her waist, and said meaningfully, "Don't stare at Feng Wuze, he's evil."

Tang Xin was startled, evil door?
Without explaining to her, Rong Tian took her away, "Let's go, go to Beijue's side."

Gambling stones is all about heartbeat and excitement. Although everyone present is not short of money, no one is willing to use money for nothing.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, it seemed like she was betting on face.

"Bei Jue, why don't you play around?" Rong Hao joked as he looked at the absent-minded man beside him.

"Maybe if you're lucky and make money."

Shaking the wine glass with his long and slender hands, Long Beijue took a sip of the wine, his sexy Adam's apple rolling, "Not interested."

"Little uncle." Rong Tian and his wife walked over, and Tang Xin looked around Rong Hao curiously.

"Little uncle, where is that person?"

Rong Hao looked down at his watch, "It should be here soon."

Before the words fell, there was a commotion at the door.

There were noisy discussions one after another, with a hint of excitement and excitement.

"It's the mysterious boy from last year, and he's here again."

"It seems that there is another good show today."

"Maybe last year it was just luck when a blind cat met a dead mouse, but this time it may not be so good luck."

"That's right, betting on stones is not just a matter of luck."

Acrimony was flying all over the sky, but that thin and tall figure was still calm and composed.

I saw the masked man in black clothes and black trousers, and a loose coat of the same color. A silver mask almost blocked most of his face, but it was hard to conceal his natural elegance and nobility.

His arrival undoubtedly pushed the Jade Conference to its climax.

　Guess who the mysterious man is... Hee hee, and ha

　　
　
(End of this chapter)