For a time, all the women on the field stared at Yao Jing warmly and hard, hoping that he could feel his eyes and invite himself to dance.

In the eyes of everyone, demon Jing slowly walked to a corner on the stage

With his arm, a woman with exquisite makeup had to stand up and looked at demon Jing angrily: "why do you still dance with me?"

Demon Jing was naughty and blinked: "Mommy, you know, don't you?"

At this time, a dissatisfied voice came from the corner: "the last time!"

Demon Jing was careless and said, "my father is really more and more careful!"

Ji Linran smiled and appeared on the stage with the strength of demon Jing.

They were disappointed and relieved to see that the woman invited to the first dance was Ji Linran, Diyao's mother.

Disappointed is not their own, relieved is not others.

Ji Linran politely said two words about the scene. They got off the stage and went directly to the middle of the crowd. With the music, they skillfully started the first dance.

Beautiful music, gentle tone, with extreme extravagance.

As magnificent as a palace, everyone couldn't help indulging in it.

Ji Linran quietly danced with the demon Jing. He looked over his shoulder and saw Dai Lulu, who was secretly annoyed, pretending to be indifferent Qiu Dongxue

The daughters of aristocratic families, noble ladies and famous families

The same are the same envy, jealousy, and can't wait to be chagrined. Suddenly, her eyes swept a pair of Pingjin's eyes, and she couldn't help looking at it again.

That's a girl in a waiter's uniform. She looks very young. She should be in her early twenties, full of purity and vitality

However, she looked calm and calm, as if she had seen through everything. She looked at her dancing with demon Jing with calm eyes, and her eyes only had light appreciation.

She is an interesting girl

"Mommy? What's the matter?" demon Jing felt Ji Linran's distraction, a little strange.

Ji Linran took back his eyes: "no, I just saw an interesting girl..."

The two of them turned around, and the demon Jing stood at the position where Ji Linran was just now. He looked at it and flashed a touch of surprise at the bottom of his eyes: "is it her?"

"How do you know?" Ji Linran was curious.

"It's just a few sides." the demon net was faint and didn't want to say it again. Ji Linran didn't ask again.

Just with a touch of curiosity in his eyes, his son's reaction is not as simple as what he said.

However, she is willing to be optimistic about its change.

Wen Ruxin looked faintly at the beautiful dancing posture of handsome men and women. It felt like a visual feast.

That woman should be Diyao's mother. She looks very beautiful. She has a delicate face and a unique light at the bottom of her eyes. The whole person exudes a unique temperament. She looks like a woman in her thirties. No one will doubt that she is Diyao's sister.

And from that woman, she felt the breath of happiness.

It was very different from the despair in the decadent sadness of her mother.

Is this a really happy woman?

Love her husband, excellent and filial son, rich life, with an indisputable smile on her face... Everything her mother doesn't have

Maybe her eyes were too direct. The woman noticed her. She not only didn't show any negative emotions such as contempt and disdain, but also seemed to smile. She couldn't help but hook her lips

"Ruxin... Emperor's mother, is she looking at you?" Zhao Xiaomeng was a little curious. She looked at the delicate and beautiful woman who gave people a sense of grace. She could not hide her envy: "originally, women can be so happy..."

Wen Ruxin nodded secretly. Yes, it turns out that a woman has a very happy life... Although it's not her.

However, I know that in this world, there are women who are happy. They are not as hard and painful as their mother. They do not work as hard as they do on TV for half their life, but they are not abandoned. The colored flags are flying outside

Suddenly, she saw the two people on the dance floor, suddenly changed their positions, and her eyes were facing God Yao's deep eyes that made people unable to see their emotions. She was slightly stunned, then hooked her lips, and then turned her head sideways.

Soon, the dance ended, and many people stepped into the dance floor. Of course, more people gathered around the focus of attention.

Who is willing to give up such a good approach to meet Emperor Yao without making an appointment?

Wen Ruxin greeted Zhao Xiaomeng: "someone has sat down again and is ready to pay attention to the needs of the people around him."

Then he dragged the tray, carefully avoiding the dancers, shuttled around the people, and served drinks and fruit juice for the people who needed them from time to time.

She could not help frowning when she saw a man raising his hand and saw that it was rocho.

She looked back at Zhao Xiaomeng and found that she had gone to another direction. But she had to go there in person.

With a smile on her face, "what can I do for you, sir?"

"A glass of red wine!" Dai Lulu, who was on one side, said in an impatient tone, staring at Wen Ruxin with dissatisfaction.

"A glass of juice, thank you," said Qiu Dongxue, with a smile on her face.

Wen Ruxin poured red wine and fruit juice into their glasses respectively, and then looked calmly at Luo Qiao who raised his hand: "I don't know what Sir needs?"

Her hand had been enlarged on the juice, which was what the man drank before.

Luo Qiao looked up at Wen Ruxin seriously: "I need a dance partner... I don't know if Miss Wen can appreciate it?"

Wen Ruxin smiled: "Sir, I'm not a guest here. I'm just a waiter. If you want to dance, you need two ladies next to you..." she pointed to the opposite direction: "here, there are countless ladies waiting for your invitation..."

She pointed in the right direction where the famous ladies gathered.

She also didn't lie or exaggerate. Although rocho is a film emperor and doesn't have enough identity for many high-ranking people, rocho itself is still very excellent and has a skin bag that attracts women.

Rocho looked at it, his eyes flashed a deep, but he had a warm smile on his face: "it's me, abrupt... In the future, there will be a chance."

"If Sir doesn't need wine and juice, I'll leave first." Wen Ruxin turned away with a faint face. For rocho, she didn't want to study his intentions, but she knew that he was not her dish.

Luo Qiao stared at Wen Ruxin's back and couldn't see the real emotion.

"She is a very special woman." Qiu Dongxue opened her mouth blandly, as if she said what she thought with a touch of appreciation.

"What's special, pretending to be lofty and hypocritical?" Dai Lulu said, glancing at Qiu Dongxue, and the implication was obvious.

Qiu Dongxue slightly hooked her lips and didn't speak.

Before the dance, she had offended rocho by not agreeing to rocho's proposal. She knew that the emperor would not invite anyone but his mother. She might as well have agreed to rocho's words early, but sold him a favor, even if the Emperor didn't invite her in the end.

Unfortunately, she didn't see it clearly. Unexpectedly, those in the game were fascinated. It's only strange that the man was so dazzling that everyone couldn't bear to look away.

Her eyes could not help falling on the man surrounded by all the stars and the moon. Standing out of the crowd, with a reserved look on her face, she became more and more noble, elegant and cold as the moon.

Suddenly, she felt that someone was looking at her, instantly regained her mind, took back her eyes, looked at the past, but Dai Lulu stared at her as if thinking, she didn't feel it, and looked back at her as usual: "Lulu, what do you think I do?"

Dai Lulu said, "nothing... And don't cry so close. I don't know you well."

Qiu Dongxue smiled indifferently: "you are the cousin of the senior, and I am the senior's sister. They are all sisters. Naturally, they can be regarded as friends."

Dai Lulu turned her head and didn't bother to talk to her. She hated the hypocritical woman.

When Ming Ming saw Yao, he wanted to swallow him, but he pretended to be cold and noble. It's really annoying.

Rocho took back his eyes and looked at the two women. There was a flash of reflection at the bottom of his eyes. Just now, if he was right, the emperor always looked at her?

She really doesn't know president di?

Or was he wrong?

If Mr. Di really knows her... No wonder she doesn't pay attention to him.

Wen Ruxin stood quietly in the corner, with an appropriate smile on her face, as if she had endless patience.

Although wearing the waiter's clothes, she has more and more abstinence beauty. Compared with the affectation, unruly and willful women present, Wen Ruxin is obviously different.

Zhao Xiaomeng came back, put down the tray and shook her arm: "it's tiring to walk back and forth with the tray... My arm is really sour... Ruxin, aren't your arms sour?"

"It's ok..." Wen Ruxin said, suddenly feeling that Youdao looked at the past. She looked at it strangely and saw a man.