Su Ziyue came down from the stage, and immediately saw Bai Jingshu and An Xia.

She took Qin Zixi from the servant's hand and walked up to the two of them: "I'll trouble you to take care of Zixi for a while, I don't worry about the others."

As the master, she naturally had to deal with these people, so it was inconvenient for her to take Qin Zixi with her.

Now that Qin Mu is sinking in the country, she has to be careful in everything.

"Okay." An Xia nodded immediately.

Su Ziyue smiled back, took a glass of red wine from the waiter's tray, turned and left.

She walked very slowly, with a graceful figure, hired Tingting, exuding a bit of nobility for the wife of an aristocratic family.

An Xia stared at her for a while, then came back to her senses, and turned her head to see Bai Jingshu picking up Qin Zixi, putting him on a chair and sitting down.

Then, he sat down opposite Qin Zixi and fed fruit to Qin Zixi.

An Xia bumped him with her elbow, and whispered to him: "Do you feel that Ziyue's temperament seems to be better when she came back from country J?"

Bai Jingshu raised his eyelids, glanced at her, stuffed a piece of fruit into his mouth, and said slowly, "Isn't this normal..."

Suddenly, he paused, looked up at An Xia, looked her up and down, and then hooked his fingers at her.

An Xia leaned over with a puzzled face: "What?"

As soon as she got closer, Bai Jingshu put a hand on her shoulder, and said half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Although you look a little worse than her, but if you marry someone with a good family background, things like temperament can be cultivated with difficulty." Practice a little."

An Xia smiled bluntly: "A good family background?"

Bai Jingshu nodded, coughed twice and said, "For example, I am like this."

"Hehe." An Xia rolled his eyes at him, turned around and left: "I'm going to the bathroom."

Bai Jingshu called out from behind: "Hello!"

An Xia walked faster, she reached out and touched her face, it was hot.

Where did someone put gold on his face like this?

Marry Bai Jingshu? She really never thought about this kind of thing.

It's not that she has no expectations, but because she is too aware of the disparity between them, she dare not think about it for the time being.

Several generations of Bai Jingshu's family have been involved in politics. This kind of family is more difficult and stricter to marry into than a rich family.

We can only take one step at a time.

An Xia went into the bathroom, turned on the faucet, and splashed cold water on her face.

When she raised her head again, she found that the makeup on her face was messed up, so she had to open the bag and take out the powder to touch up her makeup.

Just as she was taking out the powder, she saw another person's face in the mirror.

She widened her eyes suddenly, turned her head and looked at the person in front of her in disbelief: "You..."

...

"Mrs. Qin has really good skin. She doesn't look like a woman who has given birth at all, just like a little girl."

"Yes, how does Mrs. Qin take care of herself..."

"..."

When a woman flatters a woman, she naturally starts with her clothes and appearance.

After a round of greetings, Su Ziyue got tired of hearing such words.

What is it like a little girl?

She is only less than twenty-five years old, why is she not a little girl?

After finally finding a space to sit down and rest, she asked the waiter for a glass of water, but before she had time to drink, she received a call from An Xia.

As soon as the call was connected, she heard An Xia's anxious voice: "Ziyue, there is something wrong with my dress, come and help me with the bathroom."

"What's wrong?" Su Ziyue put the water glass aside while talking, got up and walked towards the bathroom.

She remembered that An Xia was wearing a tube top evening dress today.

After hanging up the phone, she searched around, but did not see Bai Jingshu and Zixi.

He Yichen noticed that Su Ziyue was walking out in a hurry, so he stepped forward and asked, "Madam? What happened?"

Su Ziyue stopped and did not forget to tell him: "It's a little thing, watch it here, let people take care of it, don't have any accidents."

Although no one is more powerful than Qin Muchen in Yunzhou City now, it's better to be careful.

He Yichen nodded in response, Su Ziyue was very relieved of his work.

She took half a step forward, turned her head to look at He Yichen, and said with a little embarrassment, "Can you give me your suit jacket?"

A look of surprise flashed across He Yichen's face, but he didn't say much, and took off his suit jacket and gave it to her.

...

Su Ziyue left the banquet hall, and the aisle leading to the bathroom was empty.

She frowned slightly. She remembered that He Yichen had asked people to patrol the safety exits of the aisles outside the banquet hall, and had arranged for patrolling bodyguards. Why is there no one here?

Maybe it just happened to be patrolling elsewhere at this moment.

With a hint of doubt, Su Ziyue took two more steps forward, then stopped abruptly.

Something is wrong!

She was about to turn around and go back to the banquet hall, but unexpectedly, an arm suddenly came out and wrapped around her waist. The next moment, her whole body was lightened, and the owner of the arm lifted her onto her shoulders.

Su Ziyue's first reaction was to struggle vigorously: "Help..."

--Snapped!

Su Ziyue froze, and this man actually spanked her ass...

Depend on!

Although the skirt she was wearing today was not short, but when someone carried it on her shoulders, her skirt climbed up, so she had to cover it with the suit jacket in her hand.

Immediately, she quickly calmed down: "Who are you and what do you want to do? I am the host of today's banquet, and this Yuhuang Palace is also my territory. You cannot take me out of here safely!"

The man who was carrying her didn't speak, but just reached out and grabbed the suit jacket she was holding, and threw it away.

The man covered his whole body tightly, and she didn't have time to see his face clearly just now, Su Ziyue lifted her body up with great effort, trying to see the man's face clearly, inadvertently took a deep breath, but smelled The familiar breath of the man.

Doubt flashed across his fair face.

how is this possible?

Shouldn't he still be in country J right now? How could it be possible to return home?

But, she won't admit it!

With a flash of effort, the man had already carried her into the safe passage and walked up the stairs.

The upper floor of the banquet hall is the guest room. The man carried her out of the stairwell, and then directly opened a door and carried her in.

It took only a few minutes from being carried on the shoulders of a man to entering the room.

As soon as he entered the room, the man put her down, and before he even had time to turn on the light, he pressed her against the back of the door, pressed his whole body up, hugged her waist tightly with one hand, and held her tenderly with the other. He held her head and kissed it.

The lights in the room were not turned on, and the curtains of the floor-to-ceiling windows were not drawn. There was thin light coming in from the window, and the man was against the light, so Su Ziyue couldn't see his face clearly.

However, the familiar breath told her that the man in front of her was the one she missed in her heart.