It's not too late for marriage: Lang Shao, stay safe

After Lin Xiaozhu and Lang Qi had dinner, they returned to the "Fashion" magazine. When they were about to get off work, Lu Xueer arranged another big meal for her.

In desperation, she could only hold the heavy computer and take the rest of the work home to do.

As soon as he returned to his bedroom, Lang Qi walked in, looking at her with a flicker of emotion that Lin Xiaozhu could definitely understand.

"Ring Ling Ling..."

When Lin Xiaozhu was thinking about how to deal with it, Lang Qi's cell phone rang suddenly.

Lang Qi had to look away from Lin Xiaozhu's perfect figure, put one hand in his pocket, walked to the balcony, took out his mobile phone, and pressed the connect button.

"Hey."

"The matter has been settled, and no one will find out her identity by means, so you can rest assured, this time you have to thank me well, I have spent a lot of effort." Qin Luo's voice changed from Came from the other end of the phone.

"Stop being a good boy to me. You think I don't understand you. You can get things done by sending a few WeChat messages with your fingers, and you want to be rewarded." Lang Qi smiled, with playfulness in his words.

"Hey, let me tell you, you can't say something nice. I've known you for so many years, and I've never heard a good word from you." Qin Luo complained.

"Stop talking nonsense, my kind words are never spoken to a man."

After Lang Qi hung up the phone, the corners of his mouth involuntarily raised slightly. Now he can take Lin Xiaozhu to and from any occasion without any scruples, and he doesn't have to worry about being found out about her previous identity and experience.

Lin Xiaozhu didn't even have time to change her clothes, so she sat in front of the computer and sorted out the work that Lu Xueer deliberately left for her.

Lang Qi walked to her side slowly, and glanced at the computer monitor.

With a "snap", he closed Lin Xiaozhu's computer fiercely, almost pinching Lin Xiaozhu's hand.

Lin Xiaozhu frowned slightly, looked at Lang Qi in confusion, and said unhappily, "What are you doing?"

"Accompany me to a golden wedding anniversary dinner." Lang Qi used an unquestionable affirmative sentence instead of asking.

Lin Xiaozhu subconsciously wanted to refuse. After all, the work Lu Xueer left her was not so easy to complete. How could she have the energy and mood to accompany him to the dinner party.

But after thinking about it, the people who can invite Lang Qi to participate must be celebrities. Immediately, she thought of Lu Xueer and Lu Zhenan.

Not only can he have the opportunity to get close to Lu Zhenan, but also won't make Lang Qi unhappy. In the end, Lin Xiaozhu agreed to Lang Qi's request. Of course, even if he didn't agree, it would be useless.

Lang Qi drove and took Lin Xiaozhu to a dress shop that was luxurious and elegant just by looking at the decoration.

After trying it on over and over again, Lang Qi was shaking his head.

In the end, Lin Xiaozhu, wearing a bright red tube top evening dress, came out of the fitting room and stood in front of Lang Qi.

Lang Qi didn't shake his head this time, but stared at Lin Xiaozhu's slender figure obsessively. The bright red could set off her fair skin, and her long flowing curly hair was casually scattered behind her. The picture was really beautiful.

Paired with a pair of shiny high heels, Lin Xiaozhu seemed to have stepped out of a painting, so radiant.

Lang Qi recovered and nodded, took out his card and walked to the cashier.

Although Lin Xiaozhu used to be a child of a wealthy family, but when she accidentally saw the numbers on the payment slip, she couldn't help but click her tongue secretly. A pair of high heels cost tens of thousands, which shows how willing Lang Qi is to her.

The two came to the Lexiang Hotel and were directly invited to the top floor by the staff at the door.

Lin Xiaozhu saw a banner from a distance. It turned out to be the golden wedding scene of Duan Yakun, a rich man in the city. The banquet hall on the top floor is so spacious that it can accommodate 700 people.

Lang Qi and Lin Xiaozhu were invited in before anything happened.

A stage was set up in the middle of the banquet hall, and in front of it was a row of flower statues, each of which contained at least a thousand roses.

Today's protagonist, Duan Yakun, is wearing a black suit. Under the soft light, there is a brilliance flowing on it. One can tell that he is not Fanpin. Although he is old, he can still see the demeanor of his youth.

And his wife was wearing a dress inlaid with hundreds of diamonds, standing with Duan Yakun at the bottom of the stage, talking with someone Lin Xiaozhu didn't know.

She didn't like this kind of environment at first, everyone was wearing a hypocritical mask, and the content of the conversation was nothing more than some business matters. This kind of situation is normal at a dinner party of a wealthy family.

At this moment, Lin Xiaozhu saw Lu Xueer holding Lu Zhenan's arm and appearing at the door of the banquet hall.

Duan Yakun and her wife went over to greet each other immediately, and started a boring conversation with each other.

Lin Xiaozhu frowned subconsciously when he saw the father and daughter, and clenched his fists with inexplicable hatred in his heart.

Lang Qi held Lin Xiaozhu's hand, and instantly a sense of security spread from the held hand to his whole body.

Lin Xiaozhu glanced sideways at Lang Qi, but found that he was not paying attention to herself.

Lin Xiaozhu was not surprised that Lu Zhenan's father and daughter would appear, but what surprised her was that the carefully selected evening dress and Lu Xueer's shirt collided.

Lu Xueer was the first to see Lin Xiaozhu wearing almost the same clothes as herself, and a trace of displeasure immediately appeared in her eyes. When she saw Lang Qi beside him, she eased up a little.

Holding the champagne in her hand, she collected her emotions and walked towards Lang Qi.

"Lang Qi, you're here too." Lu Xueer completely ignored Lin Xiaozhu's existence and greeted Lang Qi.

Lang Qi didn't even look at Lu Xue'er, and replied with a lukewarm "Yes", after a perfunctory sentence, he took Lin Xiaozhu's hand and moved to the side.

Duan Yakun also saw Lang Qi at this time, and his wife came to Lang Qi's side holding his arm.

"Dong Lang can take time out of his busy schedule to come here, and my golden wedding banquet is considered complete." Duan Yakun said to Lang Qi with a smile on his lips.

Lang Qi took a glass of champagne from the waiter, and said to Duan Yakun, "Don't say that, how can I not come to the golden wedding dinner of Mrs. Duan and Mrs. Duan."

Duan Yakun finally looked at Lin Xiaozhu, and his eyes were filled with amazement. Although it is said that people rely on clothes and horses rely on saddles, the same dress has completely different effects on Lin Xiaozhu and Lu Xueer.

Lin Xiaozhu's figure is taller than Lu Xueer's, and her eyebrows and eyes are more majestic than her. In comparison, Lin Xiaozhu's temperament is undoubtedly more in line with this dress.

"This lady is..."

Faced with Duan Yakun's polite question, Lang Qi just wanted to speak, but Lu Xueer smiled slightly and said first: "Oh, she is the editor of my magazine. Not only is she beautiful, but her professional level is also quite high."

"Oh? It turns out that he is Mr. Lu's right-hand man. He really has a discerning eye." Duan Yakun stared at Lin Xiaozhu without blinking and praised.

Lang Qi was robbed by Lu Xueer, and said that his wife was her subordinate in such an occasion full of celebrities, and Lang Qi knew what she wanted to do.

"She is my wife." Lang Qi glanced at Lu Xue'er with his sparse eyes, and said lightly with his thin lips slightly parted.

The scene was a little cold for a while, Duan Yakun smiled awkwardly, and said to Lang Qi: "It turns out that she is Mrs. Lang's wife. Why didn't you introduce him earlier. Mr. Lang is really lucky. Come and have a drink with us."

Lu Xueer bit her lower lip, saying that she wanted to make Lang Qi realize that Lin Xiaozhu was not good enough for him at all.

"Mr. Lu is young and promising. I don't know when he can do an exclusive interview with me?" Duan Yakun wisely asked Lu Xueer instead of continuing the topic on Lin Xiaozhu.

"It's easy to say. It just so happens that our company has never reported an entrepreneur as powerful as you." Lu Xueer exchanged greetings with Duan Yakun with a smile on her face.

Lu Xueer looked at Lin Xiaozhu, and said to her seriously: "Xiaozhu, I will leave this matter to you. You must take the matter of Dong Duan to heart."

Lin Xiaozhu didn't care that Lu Xue'er announced her current job status in public, but she cared a little about Lang Qi's opinion. She glanced at Lang Qi secretly, seeing that he didn't have any displeasure expression, she secretly relieved her heart.

Just when she was about to say something, elegant music sounded.

"Mr. Lang, Mrs. Lang, excuse me first. I still have to go to the first dance. For the next banquet, please feel free."

Afterwards, Duan Yakun took his wife to the center of the dance floor, and told Lu Xueer that Lu always gave Lu Zhenan face, after all, he knew that Lu Xueer's father gave her everything, and he didn't even say hello to her when he left.

All Lu Xueer's thoughts were on Lang Qi and Lin Xiaozhu, and she didn't notice Duan Yakun's lack of thoughtfulness at all.

The lights dimmed suddenly, only the place where Duan Yakun and his wife danced was still on. Their dancing posture was considered to be at the top level, and they immediately attracted everyone's attention.

When the music stopped, the audience was silent for a few seconds, followed by thunderous applause, and it was finally time for everyone to have a party.

Gentleman Lang Qi put his hand in front of Lin Xiaozhu, but she had never danced this kind of dance before, so she couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but if she didn't dance with Lang Qi, she was afraid that he would be unhappy, so she had no choice but to put her hand on Lang Qi hands.

Lu Xueer was beside the two of them, watching Lang Qi pull Lin Xiaozhu into the dance floor, frowned deeply, and clenched her hands into fists.

He randomly pulled a partner from his side, followed Lang Qi, and walked into the center of the dance floor.

While dancing, Lu Xueer deliberately brought her partner closer to Lin Xiaozhu.

But Lin Xiaozhu stared at her feet intently, fearing that someone would accidentally step on Lang Qi's feet, so she didn't notice Lu Xueer's approach at all.

Lu Xueer finally got close to Lin Xiaozhu, with a sneer at the corner of her mouth, she deliberately stretched out her foot, and firmly stepped on Lin Xiaozhu's skirt.

As long as Lin Xiaozhu turns around, the tube top dress on her body will definitely fall off, and then...

"Heh!" Lu Xueer sneered, waiting for a good show.