The accompaniment on the screen switched to the next song, and the prelude of "Hanging Drowning" sounded.
Amid the music and the dim light, the man sitting on the sofa moved, put out the half-smoked cigarette in the ashtray beside him.
He stood up, his tall figure blocking Tang Xili's view, and his voice was low and gentle, "Miss Tang Xi, my name is Yong Zhixu, nice to meet you."
“Nice to meet you,” Tang Xili replied politely.
I didn't care at first, but his voice was too pleasant, like a clear spring stirring the spring snow, bringing with it a melting warmth.
It looked very much like the CV teacher in the radio drama that Zhou Zhou shared with her one time.
Involuntarily, she looked sideways. What was his name? Yong something?
It was at this moment that someone turned on the light.
The light dispelled the darkness and poured down on the tall and slender man on the cliff.
His features suddenly became clear.
She has light lips and deep eyebrows, and a graceful figure.
He had a textured side-slicked hairstyle parted in the 3:7 style and wore a black shirt made of expensive fabric, the collar of which was exquisitely fastened with a silver collar pin.
The black tie is also tied with a silver tie hoop engraved with English letters, which is exquisite.
His hands were slender and white, his finger bones were clear, and around his wrists was a string of wild agarwood Buddhist beads with mottled patterns and high value.
The tight muscle lines are clearly visible under the thin fabric, exuding an indescribable sexual tension and a full sense of abstinence.
What surprised Tang Xili was that the man's facial features were deep and three-dimensional, and he clearly had a very cold appearance, but something about him exuded a gentle feeling of great grace and cultivation from the inside out.
It is like a stunning scroll made of lake and mountain scenery, elegant and extraordinary.
When Tang Xili looked over, the man was also looking at her.
The narrow and long phoenix eyes are clear and bright, just like the pear blossoms reflected in the spring water, shining brightly.
Perhaps it was because they were caught off guard by the eye contact, or perhaps it was because Tang Xili's gaze was too direct, but after a few seconds, the man looked away and sat down as if nothing had happened.
The tips of his ears turned red.
Tang Xili stopped looking at him and found a nearby seat to sit down.
"Drowning" was still floating in the private room: "so funny, Ya i ya i ya i ya i ya i..."
Everyone was gathered around Zhou Zhou, reminiscing about the past, and hadn't noticed this side.
Only Chen Zui noticed that his third brother's ears were secretly turning red.
He smiled teasingly and made an eye-rolling emoticon in his heart.
Yo yo yo, some people say they have nothing to do with romance, but their bodies are very honest.
He rolled his eyes and sat down next to Tang Xili. With a smile, he said word by word, "Miss Tangxi, my third brother is called Yong Zhixu. Yong means elegant and noble, Zhi means persistent, and Xu means prelude."
"???" This incoherent sentence surprised Tang Xili, who had already looked away.
Why tell her this?
What does it have to do with her?
Wait, Yong Zhixu?
Tang Xili's eyes moved. The music was a little loud just now and she didn't hear it clearly. She had heard this name before.
Three years ago, she stirred up trouble on Wall Street and was hated by the big capitalists.
A year later, Wall Street was cleansed again.
And that person was Yong Zhixu, who was even more clever than her and cashed out more money than her.
The capitalists were almost mad and sent countless mercenaries to China to hunt them down.
Secretary Jian has mentioned it more than once, saying that the two of them are the nemesis of Wall Street. If they join forces, one can't imagine what the scene will be like.
A few days ago, on the way to An's house, Ji Fuzheng told her that she could do whatever she wanted in the capital, but she must not offend a man named Yong Zhixu.
I didn't expect to see the real me today.
Tang Xili was very surprised. She raised her eyelids and looked at the man opposite her again.
This time there was no perfunctory response, but a serious attitude towards the long-standing reputation.
It is said that the Third Master Yong in the capital has a distinguished background, and his family is as pure as the snow-capped mountains and as clear as jade.
He is also a man of integrity and does not get close to women. He is known as the Buddha on earth and is a noble person who cannot be desecrated.
It is true that seeing is believing.
"Oh." She withdrew her gaze and replied to Chen Zui with a single word without any emotion.
Then he took out his cell phone and boredly read the electronic version of the plan sent by Secretary Jian.
Seeing that she didn't seem interested at all, Chen Zui twisted his chin and began to doubt his life.
Their third brother is of good character and appearance, as elegant as the breeze and bright as the moon, a favored child of heaven.
I dare not say that every woman will fall in love with him at first sight, but it is definitely impossible for her to have no reaction at all.
This is unscientific!
He stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Tang Xili's eyes, suspecting that she had vision problems.
The project plan was blocked by him. Tang Xilidai frowned, a little unhappy, "What are you doing?"
"No, nothing." Chen Zui withdrew his hand embarrassedly and fell into deep thought.
At the other end of the sofa, Zhou Zhou drank a few glasses of wine and began to complain to Yunchuan.
She kept telling her childhood sweetheart about the bad luck she had with the bad guys.
She was so engrossed in her speech, crying and snotting, that she didn't notice Yunchuan's expression gradually getting colder, or the emotions in his eyes that were almost unable to be suppressed.
Tang Xili was afraid that Zhou Zhou would get drunk and act crazy, so she reached out and pinched her arm, "Drink less."
Zhou Zhou was already a little drunk, her eyes blurry. She patted Tang Xili's hand, pouting and acting coquettishly, "Ali, please let me drink, please, please..."
"Okay, drink it." Tang Xili agreed. At worst, if he got drunk, she would carry him away.
Anyway, she doesn't drink.
Just as she was thinking this, a glass of wine was handed to her.
Su Jinglun, who was standing beside him, smiled like a gentleman, "Miss Tangxi, wouldn't you like a drink?"
"I still have to drive Zhou Zhou." Tang Xili declined coldly.
Chen Zui, who hadn't figured out why a woman would ignore the Third Brother, saw Su Jinglun flirting with Tang Xili and immediately glared at him.
(You already have a fiancée, why are you messing around with other girls?)
Su Jinglun was confused by his stare. (What's wrong with you? Are you interested?)
Chen Zui glared again, (Whether I like you or not is not the point, but you are not a good enough guy anyway!)
Although these people have no control over their marriages and most of them have their own lives after marriage, he has no right to interfere.
But it’s not possible with Little Rainbow, because this is the person that Third Brother likes, and they can’t get involved with her.
The third brother refused to take any action, but it didn’t matter, he would take action.
Chen Zui immediately poured a glass of wine and stuffed it into the hands of Yong Zhixu, who was lost in thought. He used his eyes to frantically signal him to buy Tang Xili a drink.
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