Xu Xuzhi

Chapter 4 Unbearable
"This is Mrs. Madam, right? She's so beautiful." After all, she was a frequent visitor to Vanity Fair and was spoiled by many high-ranking men. Yun Ge arrogantly raised her head back and stared straight at Feng Jiu.

Feng Jiu's face slowly turned red, what else did she not understand?
No wonder everyone's eyes are so meaningful. It turns out that there is probably no one who doesn't know it except myself.

Ning Zheng frowned, and a few words revealed a trace of impatience: "It's hard for you to count nine winters to Fengtian, this cup is toast to you."

All in one drink.

"Won't you invite me to dance?" Yun Ge stretched out her hand delicately, waiting for Ning Zheng to hold her.

Ning Zheng ignored her, and whispered into Feng Jiu's ear, "This "Tennessee Waltz" is very suitable for dancing, let's go and dance one."

As he said that, before Feng Jiu could react, he had already put his arms around her waist, and led her to slide onto the dance floor. The two of them were stepping on a slow rhythm, and their dancing posture was harmonious and graceful, attracting attention.

Those who have something good to do are staring at Feng Jiu's back, but unfortunately, the white high-necked satin evening dress covers Feng Jiu's skin tightly, and it can only be seen through Ning Zheng's arms wrapped around her slender waist. When it came out, it was also a person with a slender waist, and the men beside him couldn't help but envy Ning Zheng's good life.

Yun Ge didn't take it seriously, and stared at the figures of the two, with a smile slowly appearing on his face, "A man and a woman look good together."

But no, the people next to them wanted to watch a good show of jealousy, but they didn't expect that some people would not cooperate, so they raised their glasses and shouted Merry Christmas again.

Qiaoxin saw it from the side, and suddenly pulled Qiaozhi, "I just realized that this Yunge's appearance looks familiar." Qiaozhi covered her mouth with her hand: "Like Sansister-in-law, but it's still quite different." The two looked at each other, and suddenly both were speechless.

After a while, Yun Ge also danced with Li Guochang, the governor of Heilongjiang, and inevitably passed by Ning Zheng and his wife. Looking at the malicious smile on Yun Ge's lips, Feng Jiu couldn't help but get a headache.

Ning Zheng stared at Feng Jiu intently, and as soon as he saw her tightly pursed lips, he immediately tightened his hands around her waist.

Feng Jiu glared at him, with accusations in his eyes that need no words.

Ning Zheng laughed all of a sudden, and whispered in her ear lightly, "Are you jealous?"

"..." If there were not so many people here, she really wanted to stamp his feet off.

"It was all before I met you. She is nothing." Ning Zheng spoke lightly, staring straight at her. There was a warning in the few words, and Feng Jiu couldn't help it. Hit a shock.

"What? It's cold?" Ning Zheng pulled her into his arms again, and spread his arms around her waist wider, trying to cover as much of her back as possible, as if he could take more of her back in this way. The heat passed to her.

Feng Jiu struggled, feeling that the two of them were too close, and she didn't like being so close to others in full view.

Ning Zheng simply pressed her head on his shoulder, and a slender hand with well-defined bones rubbed her back with some strength, full of comfort.

Feng Jiu simply rubbed his lips against his gray evening dress. Ning Zheng felt her little mouth click and click like a chicken pecking at rice, and couldn't help laughing softly. He crossed his hands behind Feng Jiu and hugged her She, the two abruptly turned the elegant and polite waltz into a dance close to each other.

At this time, they had turned to the terrace on the left side of the hall. They said it was a terrace, but the French windows were sealed up for the Christmas ball. Because it was winter, the French windows were tightly closed, and the huge crystal chandelier was not turned on. There are only some small pearl-sized light bulbs, twined around a tall Christmas tree next to it, flickering on and off, if there is nothing.

The cold winter moon shone in unhindered, making the balcony a silvery white, and the music that was still ringing in my ears just now became ethereal and faintly visible.

As soon as Feng Jiu entered, he shook off Ning Zheng's hand resentfully, walked to the French window on the terrace, folded his arms and looked out the window at the shrubs and fir trees illuminated by the moonlight. It was like two worlds inside and outside the house.

Ning Zheng paused and walked forward again.

Feng Jiu felt that Ning Zheng's hard and sturdy body was pressed against her, and she didn't speak, but just folded her arms together to hold her in her arms, clasped her hands in front of her lower abdomen, and placed her chin on her shoulder.

Ning Zheng has a long face, a slightly pointed chin, and a faint beauty groove in the center, which makes him look very handsome, but as a soldier, occasionally he feels a little less tough, and more often he looks like a man. Pianpian young man.Of course, seeing him as a young man suffered a lot, either explicitly or secretly.

Feng Jiu's anger has long since dissipated.If Ning Zheng didn't have a romantic past, it would really be a waste of his reputation.

"Are you planning to stab me to death with your chin?" Feng Jiu asked sullenly.

"Aren't you angry?" He turned Feng Jiu to face her, and looked into her eyes carefully, as if trying to find something out of them.

"If you want to be so angry, you have to die early." Feng Jiuyun said calmly.

Ning Zheng stopped talking, his eyes were dark, and the original light seemed to have disappeared. The two faced each other and didn't speak for a while.

At this moment, Zhi Changsheng came over.

"Commander, Governor Li has a request."

Ning Zheng didn't speak, but looked at Feng Jiu.

Feng Jiu signaled him to go quickly, and he went back immediately. He nodded to Feng Jiu, and gave a few more instructions, and then left accompanied by Zhi Changsheng. As soon as they left, Feng Jiu drooped his face and smiled. Very tired, I simply plan to rest here for a while.

She stood with her arms folded, her eyes were looking straight out of the window, her heart was full of clarity.

After a while, Fengjiu heard the crisp "da da" sound of her high-heeled shoes stepping on the ground behind her. She turned her head and looked at the big star who appeared at the entrance of the terrace without any surprise. She couldn't help laughing—— Thought she would come.

Yun Ge's footsteps were slightly staggering, and it seemed that he had drunk a lot just now.

She held a glass of red wine in her hand, with short feet and a big belly. From the shape of the wine glass, Feng Jiu guessed that it should be red Burgundy wine.Tingting Yunge swayed gracefully, stepping forward like a dance, as expected of a woman in the Vanity Fair, she walks like a willow supporting the wind, very eye-catching.

Feng Jiu also wore medium-height shoes, and Yun Ge was petite and exquisite, far inferior to Feng Jiu. When he came to Feng Jiu, he had to look up at Feng Jiu's pretty face aggressively, and remained silent for a long time. , Let her look at it.

It took a long time for Yun Ge to say: "It's such a flawless face, there's nothing wrong with it... But, do you think he will love you forever?"

Stupid or not, Fengjiu swears, an actress, who has not loved enough in the movie every day, has the leisure to come here to play wild.

"How old are you?" Feng Jiu asked out of the blue.

"Why, finally take advantage of your age? Let me tell you, I was young too. When I first met him, I was only 20 years old!"

Yun Ge met Ning Zheng when he was in the United States, and fell in love at first sight, and have been infatuated ever since.

If it wasn't for her family's downfall, how could she not be worthy of the proud son of the day...

Feng Jiu waved his hand and stopped the emotional actress from further development in time.

"I mean, you're at least six or seven years older than me, why can't you see it?"

Yun Ge grinned slightly in surprise, she heard it right, this woman who looks only eighteen or nineteen years old, her face and eyes are full of contempt for her Yun Ge, no, for love.

"So, you tried your best to snatch Ning Zheng away, but it was just for the position of the commander's wife, and you don't love him at all?"

Feng Jiu looked at this woman who had become extremely sad and angry in an instant in confusion, what was going on with her, why did she feel like a concubine when she heard that she didn't love Ning Zheng?Didn't Ning Zheng abandon her all the time? She should hate him to the bone, right?

"Who told you I worked so hard to marry him?"

"Peking, Shanghai, Nanjing, it's all spread like this! He is so young and beautiful, why is he in such a hurry to get married? It must be you, insisting on forcing him to get married! At first, everyone thought you were borrowing your son to take over the position. Unexpectedly, after more than two years No, you haven't even grown a hair..."

After listening to it for a long time, Feng Jiu finally got a clue. In a word, it was all his own fault—as long as he was with Ning Zheng, he would become a thorn in the side of these ladies and courtesans from Beiping, Shanghai and Nanjing; no , it should be that no matter which woman marries Ning Zheng, she will be promoted to the public enemy in the eyes of these powerful women.

The impatience piled up in Feng Jiu's heart, and he didn't bother to defend himself, he just said sarcastically: "It's not too late, I can let Xian go right away, if you can convince him..."

Before she finished speaking, she secretly thought that it was not good. Yun Ge suddenly stretched out her slightly trembling hand. Feng Jiu reacted wonderfully. Taking advantage of the situation, he took the wine glass, turned his wrist with this force and flicked his wrist lightly, and more than half of the glass of red wine was poured onto Yun Ge's evening dress.

A large wine stain immediately appeared on Yungezhu's gray evening dress, which was very eye-catching under the dim light.

"I look down on you, Ms. Yunge—you gave Mr. Ning a good reason to look down on you and women."

Yun Ge froze on the spot, with her mouth slightly open, staring stupidly at this young lady dressed in white, but the words she spit out were sharper than the knots under the eaves she touched today on the side of Fengtian Road. The ice pick is even more piercing.

Feng Jiu didn't bother to say any more, put the wine glass on the stone pillar beside him, and walked out. At this moment, Ning Zheng and a person walked over side by side. Feng Jiu snorted coldly, and was about to pass by Ning Zheng. However, Ning Zheng reached out and grabbed her, stopping her from leaving.

"Discipline your girlfriend well, she makes me very unhappy." Feng Jiu looked Ning Zheng straight in the eyes and said every word.

Ning Zheng remained silent, but let go of Feng Jiu's hand, and Feng Jiu lifted her skirt and left calmly. Ning Zheng didn't look back, but said coldly to the person who came in together: "Unyielding, help me watch her."

The stalwart and tall young man who came in later turned out to be Bao Buqu who hadn't seen him for a year, but Feng Jiu just kept his eyes on him and didn't even bother to give Ning Zheng a glance, so he didn't see him at all.

Bao Buqian responded, and immediately turned around and chased him out.

Ning Zheng put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly until he reached Yunge who was trying in vain to wipe his dirty evening dress with a handkerchief.

When Yun Ge heard the noise, she raised her head, her eyes flashed with anger, "Ning Zheng! You idiot! Your wife doesn't love you at all! You..."

Ning Zheng stepped forward, took out a handkerchief, and helped her wipe off the wine stains. Yun Ge was taken aback for a moment, and then couldn't help smiling gratefully.

"Yun Ge, listen carefully..." Yun Ge said "Yes", extremely soft, looking at him greedily with a pair of beautiful eyes, it seems that time has passed since she was able to look at him so unscrupulously last time Hundreds of years.

Ning Zheng leaned closer to Yun Ge's ear, even if she didn't touch her, she was already limp, "I want you to take tonight's train, leave Fengtian as soon as possible, and never come back again. If If you meet my wife in other places in the future, you must keep a distance of more than ten feet, otherwise, I will make your life worse than death."

Yun Ge raised his head in disbelief, his lips trembled slightly, his originally joyful face immediately turned into boundless despair and grief.

"Are you stupid? Ning Zheng, I heard her say..."

"It doesn't matter what she says. The important thing is that I want her...understand?" The fluttering ending disappeared between those two beautiful thin lips, and all the strength supporting her seemed to be drained in an instant. Unable to support himself, he slumped down on the cold ground with a thud.

Ning Zheng turned around, without looking at her again, walked out of the terrace, and called a waiter, "Get Ms. Yun's coat immediately, take her to the train station, buy the nearest ticket, and send her away."

The waiters in the consulate are used to dealing with all kinds of weird things that happen at banquets, so they did so professionally without asking a word.

As a result, many guests attending the Christmas ball that night saw the hottest actress in the Chinese film industry, Xing Yunge, wrapped in a coat and being politely sent out of the consulate by an ordinary waiter.

But here, Bao Buqu quickly caught up with Feng Jiu, grabbed Feng Jiu's arm, and said with a smile: "Is this why you don't even care about me? I didn't offend you."

Feng Jiu originally walked out holding his breath, but now in this mood, seeing Ning Zheng's face is annoying, and he just wants to stay away from him.

Once upon a time, the proud Tang Fengjiu turned out to be such an unscrupulous woman who was greedy for power and admiration of vanity, and the instigator of all this was the person next to her pillow, which was no different from what she had imagined at the beginning.

But why are you still so angry?While reviewing himself, Feng Jiu blamed himself for being too young, lacking in cultivation, failing in the extensive and profound thick black studies, and not thick-skinned enough.

Hearing Bao Buyi's voice, Feng Jiu stopped in surprise, his eyes were filled with surprise in an instant: "Why are you?! You'an, long time no see!"

Bao Buqu looked at the charming face in front of him, and slowly smiled. His complexion was slightly dark, and his perfect teeth were extremely dazzling. "Dance?"

"Of course." Feng Jiu agreed with a smile.

Thus, the young lady dressed in white was led by this tall, long-legged, handsome young man, and the two quickly danced out of the terrace and joined the crowd in the center of the dance floor.

After a while, the commander-in-chief of the security of the three northeastern provinces came out alone. His deep eyes searched the dance floor, and soon locked on the pair of men and women who looked extremely suitable.

A man in a royal blue suit put his hand on her slender waist, and a woman in a luxurious white evening dress smiled and kept talking to the man. The man listened with a smile and interjected a few words from time to time. Qing still wants to listen to her, that kind of intimacy can be felt by people who are far away.

People beside them, guessing or waiting to see the excitement, glanced at them. Anyone who has seen Bao Buqu still asked in a low voice about Bao Buqu's origin. Commander.After all, Ning Zheng and Tang Fengjiu, a powerful and handsome young couple, are indeed the most watched spouses in Northeast China and even in the whole country.

Ning Zheng looked at the eye-catching couple on the dance floor, put his hands in his pockets, and slowly clenched into fists. The tingling pain in his palms made him relax a little bit. Under his anger and melancholy, he suddenly returned to the time when he first met Tang Fengjiu. The scene at that time——

At that time, he had just returned to Fengtian after traveling in Europe and wandering in the south for a long time; and Fengjiu was still a female student with big braids...

Feng Jiuqiao smiled sweetly and looked at him tenderly in Bao Buqu's arms, but her mind was in a trance. Slowly, her eyes moved away from Bao Buqu's face, and she unconsciously met with her own on the sidelines. The husband with an unpredictable expression looked at each other—how did she form a romantic alliance with this man she was extremely dissatisfied with, and became a couple?
Everything started from the ice rink formed by the frozen lake three years ago...

(End of this chapter)