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Chapter 411 Occupying Hot Searches (44)

In the resplendent and resplendent ballroom, singing and dancing are flourishing, and every place is very lively.

Standing in the center of the ballroom was Ah Qing.

Ah Qing put on a mask, only showing the lower half of her face.

But whether it is singing or appearance, it is enough for Ah Qing to enjoy warm cheers.

The graceful singing voice flowed in the gorgeous ballroom, and the cheongsam outlined Ah Qing's better figure.

After a few pieces of music were over, Ah Qing stepped down from the stage.

After arranging her makeup in the lounge, Ah Qing returned to the ballroom.

Extravagant, crazy...

This is Ah Qing's impression of this ballroom.

As for the impression of the guests who come here.

Ah Qing only thought they were rich.

Ah Qing leaned against the wall.

This was a normal day in her boring life.

As the scumbag teacher in the studio just said, she is an orphan with no money.

With no one to rely on and no expectations, I spend every day in a daze.

Ah Qing started to like painting later on, because she could finally express her thoughts.

But she has no money to hire a teacher, so she can only work as a singer in the dance hall, earn money to buy some fake paintings, and copy them.

The music outside gradually faded.

This is not the same as before.

The later the night, the more lively it is.

It's what a ballroom should be.

It wasn't until the gunshots rang out that the ballroom fell completely silent.

Ah Qing was not curious about what was happening outside.

Even if someone dies in the ballroom, or everyone dies, it has nothing to do with her.

Fu Si was wearing a police uniform and looked solemn.

He has a clear and upright personality, but this uniform is full of ruffianism.

It makes people feel like they want to conquer him.

"Mr. Fu, please stay safe."

Seeing Fu Si coming alone, Ah Qing joked.

She's also been in the ballroom for a while.

There had been fatal incidents in the ballroom before, the police had come several times, and Ah Qing had known Fu Si indirectly.

Fu Si frowned, "Why are you here? It's very dangerous here. If you can stay away, stay away as much as possible."

"Of course it is to support the family." Ah Qing folded her arms, her expression cold. "Ah Qing is the only one in the family. If Ah Qing doesn't support herself, who will?"

Ah Qing smiled self-deprecatingly, but she was very calm, as if she was used to it, she took out and lit a cigarette.

Fu Si said coldly, "Quit."

There was a toughness in his tone that was different from resistance.

Ah Qing took a sip, which made her feel extremely uncomfortable, but she pretended to be okay, and looked at Fu Si with playful eyes.

"Who is Mr. Fu, Ah Qing?"

Ah Qing narrowed her eyes, "Mr. Fu may not be in charge of Ah Qing's affairs."

The smoke was lingering, and the woman's winking eyes were like silk, and her eyes were unconsciously seductive.

Fu Si pondered for a moment, "Ah Qing is unmarried, and Fu is unmarried. A man and a woman are beautiful, a natural match."

Ah Qing looked at Fu Si with scrutiny and curiosity in his eyes, and then smiled, his clear and pleasant voice was like notes in a song, "Marry me?"

Fu Si didn't seem to be joking, he nodded, his stern eyebrows seemed to have a trace of tenderness, "Marry you. Fu never jokes."

Ah Qing's heart trembled.

She was really moved by these frivolous words?

But Ah Qing knew that she didn't hate Fu Si.

What kind of person is Kefusi?
He comes from a famous family, has a high official position, and his appearance is also first-class.

How could she, a little showgirl wandering in troubled times, be worthy of Fu Si?

Ah Qing tilted her head, and said in a charming voice, "Mr. Fu, which house is Ah Qing?"

It looks like a question, but it's actually more like a mockery.

(End of this chapter)