My 24-year-old President's Wife

Chapter 125 The Last Dance
"Mr. Kong, you must have misjudged him. He is just a small driver. How could he have such a treasure?"

Bai Zixuan blushed and asked deep questions, thinking: he must be old and dim.

"This old man has appraised countless treasures in his life, and now he is still the chief appraiser of the Palace Museum in his rare years. With a pair of discerning eyes, not only have I never made a mistake in appraising treasures, but I have also been more accurate in appraising people. Which emperor and Confucian have you seen since ancient times? Do you like grandstanding in public? Do you need me to teach you the truth that a great hermit lives in the city and a master lives among the people?"

Kong Laolong shook his crutches and yelled harshly. Firstly, it was a counterattack to Bai Zixuan's questioning of himself, and secondly, he was also shocked by the priceless eternal smile, which could not be calmed down for a long time.

This treasure is the most valuable treasure he has seen in his lifetime, it is the only one, and there is nothing comparable to it.

Speaking of the identity of Confucius, only a few of the guests present know that the 78th generation descendant of Confucius is also the head of the Confucian school, a contemporary wise man, a special chief consultant of the Palace Museum, and a master of the past and the present.

In terms of wealth and power, he may not be comparable to the Ye family, but in terms of influence, he is definitely better than him. He is someone who can sit at the same table with the prime minister and chat about family affairs. Who would dare to offend him?
The host stood aside in embarrassment, feeling ashamed for laughing at Li Huaifeng's idiotic behavior. As the only master of ceremonies in the whole show, he had to resolve the situation full of gunpowder, and hurriedly said: "Everyone, let's start the dance, don't sweep the guests Yaxing."

"But, who will Ms. Han dance with tonight?" Someone in the audience asked. This is a question that many people care about.

"Don't be disturbed by some unsightly garbage, Zixuan, it's time for you to show off your dance moves!"

Ye Tingmei said coldly, shocked and upset, but she didn't want to spoil her plan, so she could find a way for Bai Zixuan to step down.

The people who eat melons turned their heads towards Li Huaifeng, as if to say: Brother, what else do you have, why don't you show it to make everyone feel better, can't you just watch the beauties fall into other houses?
"Although I'm not proficient in other types of dance except square dancing, it's hard to be overwhelmed with hospitality. I'll dance this dance, isn't it more in line with the audience's wishes?" Li Huaifeng said, ready to do it to the end.

In Brother Feng's opinion, if Bai Zixuan really likes Han Huayin like Lin Nu, he might not come out to disrupt the situation.

But anyone who is not blind can see that this so-called Young Master Bai is too pretending to be B, why are you pretending to be an old uncle without kneeling when you propose marriage?

The number of times he has been in contact with Han Huayin seems to be less than half of his own, and he will take the goddess away as soon as he comes up, thinking that he is buying cabbage at the farmer's market!

If you don't make a move, I still keep you?
Hearing this, Bai Zixuan squinted his eyes and looked directly at Li Huaifeng. For the first time, he regarded Li Huaifeng as an opponent, a nondescript opponent with a somewhat mysterious identity.

"I, Bai Zixuan, never bully others. It's up to Ms. Han to decide who to dance with!"

Bai Zixuan stood upright, and calmly extended his hand to invite Han Huayin. He felt that the other party dared not refuse.

"Daughter, don't forget what I told you before, don't you hurry up and dance with Zixuan?"

Ye Tingmei urged coldly, hating Li Huaifeng utterly in her heart.

Brother Feng looked lonely, just like what Jiang Manxin said, this is the other party's family business, and he really crossed the line when he did it himself. Han Huayin was caught in the middle and it was even more difficult to be a man. He could slap Bai Zixuan in the face, but he had nothing to do against Ye Tingmei's threat.

He sighed secretly, it was God's will, so he could only let nature take its course.

"According to the rules of the dinner party, I should dance with Bai Zixuan for today's dance!" Han Huayin said suddenly.

After one sentence fell, [-]% of the audience was surprised, [-]% of the audience laughed secretly, and [-]% of the audience were thoughtful.

The corner of Bai Zixuan's mouth curled up like a victor, Ye Tingmei was below her with a vigorous posture, and Kong Lao shook his head helplessly and walked off the stage.

At this time, Han Huayin suddenly rolled up the hem of the dress, and with a thud, ripped off the skirt from the thighs, revealing a pair of straight, smooth and beautiful long legs in front of the world.

Cut the gown to show your ambition.

Bai Zixuan blinked, not knowing why.

Han Huayin didn't even look at the other party's reaction, and walked straight down the stage with the unique steps of a goddess, like a bright pearl in the middle of the sea.

Step by step, he said: "It doesn't matter who I choose. What matters is the relic of Napoleon the Great. Only the real king is worthy to dance with it."

Han Huayin went straight to Li Huaifeng's side, gracefully raised her tender hands, showing her familiar smile, and said softly, "Can I ask you to dance?"

Li Huaifeng had a cigarette in his mouth, and the ashes fell from the stunned eyes of countless audiences.

He had already planned to leave, but he didn't expect that Han Huayin used her unique method to reduce the rich and wealthy young men who were supposed to be the protagonists of this party into insignificant supporting roles.

Li Huaifeng never thought about what it would be like when love came.

What he has always pursued is the purest and simplest beauty, but today, under the circumstances of all the attention, his heartstrings that have been silent for many years are pulled by the goddess in front of him.

When he was in school, he was the most anticipated male theologian, but later, he was persuaded to leave.

In the army, he was the king of soldiers admired by everyone, but later, he was fired.

In the past, he had all kinds of glory, but at the last moment, he always became the loneliest loser and left like a dog.

However, the goddess in front of him gave him the first time, the supreme glory and warmth of becoming a real dragon.

Li Huaifeng quietly flicked out the cigarette, and rubbed his frizzy hands on his trouser legs, trying to make his rough palms look cleaner.

"It's my pleasure!"

With one leg backwards, he used the most standard western aristocratic etiquette to hold Han Huayin's jade hand, and the music played leisurely in the arena.

Countless guests were shocked by the scene at this time, and there was no sound, but the most sincere and sacred shouts and blessings sounded in their hearts.

At the beginning of human beings, people are inherently good, and no one is born a wicked person. Perhaps, they have been blinded by greed and their conscience has been dimmed by their hard work until today, but everyone has a pursuit of beautiful love in their hearts.

They didn't have it before, but now, witnessing this epic love with their own eyes, a little-known little person broke away from all constraints and held the hand of the iceberg goddess Han Huayin.

It turns out that it is not a legend that diaosi rebelled against the goddess, but they are not Brother Feng!

In the distance, Jiang Manxin shook the red wine glass in his hand, his heart was full of turmoil, and he was more excited than other guests.

"Damn stinky man, with such a priceless treasure, you are still crying poor in front of me. I'm still worried about you, bastard!"

There was hatred, jealousy, and sourness in her heart.

But what was more jealous than jealousy was the shock of Li Huaifeng's identity. This man has given her too many shocks since she met him, and each time is more exciting. She has never put any man in her eyes in her life.

But Li Huaifeng is definitely an exception. She feels that she has a new pursuit in her life, a very urgent pursuit.

Regardless of the invitations of countless men, she went straight to the side of the band, and gave the pianist a wink, and the other party offered to give up her seat.

Her shoulders are big and her curly hair is raised high. She has various postures, her bulging chest is steep, and she gracefully puts her hands on the piano keyboard, playing the classic song "justone lastdance" by herself.

Thousands of ballroom dances are performed in a lyrical but sad atmosphere.

Han Huayin always had a smile on her cheeks, and said: "Thank you for everything you have done for me, but after today, we are destined to be people in two worlds, remember this dance, and hope that one day many years later, You still think of me!"

Li Huaifeng looked at Han Huayin with a smile, his heart was full of bitterness.

He understood that the other party had no choice, this dance was the best gift she gave him.

"I will remember everything tonight, forever!"

The corners of Li Huaifeng's lips were slightly raised, and the face that was originally full of anger was now full of courage and calmness of a man, with an uninhibited style, which made people miss it for a long time.

"The gift you gave me is too expensive. I can't take it. I'll return it to you later!" Han Huayin looked down at the necklace on her neck, cherishing it and not giving it up.

"A famous treasure deserves a beautiful woman. I can't find a more suitable candidate other than you. He already belongs to you!" Li Huaifeng's eyes were burning, and he had something in his heart: At least for now, my heart belongs to you.

Han Huayin's lips moved. She was very curious why Li Huaifeng had such a valuable thing. When the words came to her lips, she took them back.

Wouldn't it be better to keep a little secret for him?

(End of this chapter)