Chapter 8 The aura of 2.8 meters
However, before Old Master An could wait, he looked forward to the people of the Quan family, especially the man who came late in the end, which made many nobles in the capital tighten their bodies in an instant.
Mr. Quan walked in front, Quan Mingxuan and Quan Yifei were around. The slender and strong body of the person walking in the end was just a meeting, which made everyone present hold their breath.
This... what wind actually blows that master?
Could they be dazzled?
Quan Yifei noticed that the people present looked shocked and lowered their heads and laughed in the corner where no one noticed. Sure enough, her third brother's aura was still as strong as ever.
Well, that's the case, the aura is 2.8 meters tall, it should be like that.
The noisy banquet hall suddenly became quiet, and his eyes fell on the ink-black figure slowly coming. A black suit made him look tall, his black hair was neat and flattering, and his deep facial features were like God's most perfect work. Under his cold eyebrows were a pair of cold eyes, which was actually a charming purple as glazed as glass. His cold face was not at all emotionally ups and downs. He carried a breath of a king's calmness all over his body, faintly revealing a bit of grace and luxury. This person is undoubtedly the most dazzling existence.
"Just Master Jing!"
"Just Master Jing!"
Wherever Quan Jingwu passed by, the nobles in the circle all shouted reflexively, "Don't look at these rich young men who are so honest and well-behaved now, it's just in front of this man. It can be said that Quan Jingwu is almost a nightmare for the younger generation in the capital.
In their impression, except for the eldest son of the Chu family, who can compare with him, the so-called Master Jing of the Quan family and the Young Master of the Chu family.
Today, Chu Yihen, the eldest son of the Chu family, also came. The two of them collided, and there was a good show to watch.
Not far away, a woman kept sticking to Quan Jingwu, lowered her voice and approached the man beside her, "Brother, look, Quan Jingwu is here too."
The person who spoke was Chu Yihen’s real sister, Chu Ruohan.
The man beside him had a soft smile in his eyes, his beautiful lips looked very beautiful, and his white suit made him look like a beautiful boy in Greek mythology. The distinct temperaments of sharpness and gentleness were perfectly combined in him, which definitely had the capital to make women crazy.
Hearing the words coming from beside him, Chu Yihen's eyes fell on Mo Hei's figure not far away, and a profound curve was raised at the corner of his lips.
Haha, Quan Jingwu!
"Brother, why don't we go over and say hello?" Chu Ruohan's eyes flashed with hope and expectation, and there was still a little bit of admiration that was difficult to detect.
Chu Yihen looked at the person beside him. After a long time, he spoke, "Han'er, that person will not belong to you, it's better to have a breakdown as soon as possible."
Feng Qingyun Dan's voice was as light as a gust of wind, and it fell on Chu Ruohan's heart but was as heavy as ten thousand pounds of black iron. His beautiful little face suddenly turned pale.
"Brother, I..." Chu Ruohan lowered his head and bit his lips lightly.
Can't she really expect that person?
Chu Yihen stopped speaking, his eyes moved to the wine glass in his hand, and a little obscure light appeared deep in his eyes.
In terms of background and appearance knowledge, my sister is naturally not inferior to other famous ladies in the capital, but she absolutely cannot control the man Quan Jingwu. Instead of falling into the end, she might as well cut off her thoughts while she is not deep.
Chu Yihen didn't think about taking the initiative to talk to Quan Jingwu. After all, their relationship is not that familiar, so there is no need for him to make trouble.
After talking to Mr. Quan and his men, Quan Jingwu walked away, sitting alone on the sofa in the rest area. The eyes of the celebrities and daughters present kept flying towards him in the dark, but no one really dared to get close to him. After all, no one in the capital knew that Quan Jingwu was not close to women. Any woman who was too close to him would have no good ending, and some people even talked about him being frigid.
But even so, many celebrities still couldn't help but fall on him. Even if they were his lover, they would be willing to think of them. After all, that person is the president of JK International, worth billions of dollars, and no one knows how much his assets are. It is possible to say that wealth is as good as a country. Being his woman is the most noble woman in the capital and even the whole of China. Which woman can stop such a great temptation?
The soothing piano music gradually stopped, the atmosphere was relaxed and lively, and the protagonist who was looking forward to it finally came up.
A red light appeared on the button at the elevator, and the elevator door slowly opened with a "ding" sound, and the banquet hall became quiet in an instant.
Old Master An is already ninety-four years old. Although he is still in good health, he often uses a wheelchair for transportation in daily life. Old Master An and his wife are accompanying him to come out of the elevator with a decent smile on their faces. What is true or false, then I don’t know.
The old man sitting in a wheelchair was wearing a dark red Tang suit, and his arrogant face made people afraid to get close.
"Happy birthday to Mr. An!"
"Old Master An, I wish you happiness as good as the East China Sea!"
Seeing Mr. An, the people in the banquet hall rushed to congratulate him, and the flattering smile on his face made people feel a little bored when they saw it.
Old Master An had long been tired of these nice words. He smiled faintly throughout the whole process, glanced at the banquet hall with his muddy eyes, and found that there was no one he wanted to see. A little melancholy and loss emerged deep in his heart.
Is that message fake?
Have he really never seen that little girl in his life?
"Haha, it's quite lively here!"
Accompanied by a cold sound, the thick and gorgeous door was pushed open with force. Under the night sky, a slender figure appeared in front of everyone.
The woman stood quietly at the door, not in a hurry to come in. She was wearing light blue jeans, white shirt, casually half-rolled sleeves, a pair of big sunglasses blocked her palm-sized snow-faced. She was wearing a pair of canvas shoes, and she was full of lazy aura, but it made people not ignore her existence.
The simple and refreshing dress contrasts sharply with the guests in the banquet hall with gorgeous clothes, and seems to be a bit out of place.
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