The Great Villains of the Heavens: The Retired Heroine at the Beginning

"Who is this woman?"

Some guests who didn't know Fang Linger asked their friends in low voices.

"Jiang's new boss!"

hiss--!

After hearing Fang Linger's identity, all the guests took a breath.

Lin Dong subconsciously turned his head when he heard the movement behind him.

Seeing Fang Ling'er at first glance, Lin Dong's eyes flashed with astonishment.

A desire to possess, to occupy, welled up in his heart.

"I must get this woman."

Lin Dong clenched his fists and thought to himself.

As everyone knows, Fang Linger heard his heart clearly.

Fang Linger frowned, looking at Lin Dong with strong disgust.

At this moment, she heard the secret in Lin Dong's heart.

I also know that Lin Dong and Jiang Bai are not compatible.

"Ladies and gentlemen, the Seventh Meeting will start soon, and please return to the private room as soon as possible."

Standing on the high platform, the woman who still had her charm shouted loudly.

Fang Ling'er glanced at Lin Dong with a cold gaze.

With all the bodyguards, he turned around and walked to the box on the fourth floor.

Jiang Bai tidied up his suit and said to Zhao Yawen;

"It's time for me to go back to my box."

Zhao Yawen kissed Jiang Bai's lips lightly, and said affectionately;

"Go, I'll leave the key to you."

"it is good!"

Jiang Bai left a word, turned around and walked out of the box.

Chapter 217 Red Hydrangea

creak.

Jiang Bai pushed open the door of the box where Fang Linger was, and walked in.

What caught his eyes was.

Fang Linger was sitting alone on the sofa in the private room with her legs crossed.

Hearing the sound of the door being pushed, Fang Linger turned to look at the door of the box.

Looking at Jiang Bai who came in, Fang Linger showed a smile on his face and joked;

"President, are you willing to come out of Sister Yawen's box?"

"How is it? Have you captured Miss Yawen?"

Jiang Bai strode up to Fang Linger and sat down next to Fang Linger.

Putting his hand on Fang Linger's leg, he fumbled wildly, with no air in his mouth;

"You little girl, you have become more courageous."

"Now even I dare to tease, I should be punished."

Fang Ling'er was touched by Jiang Bai's thigh, and she had some strange thoughts in her heart.

Breathing can't help but become heavier.

His face turned red in an instant, giving people a sense of embarrassment.

Seeing Fang Linger's appearance like this, Jiang Bai felt a fire in his heart.

Involuntarily picking up Fang Linger, she was about to go one step further.

With a pair of salty hands, he unscrupulously untied Fang Linger's clothes.

Fang Linger quickly reached out to stop Jiang Bai, looked at Jiang Bai tenderly, and said;

"President, don't do it yet."

"The Seventh Meeting will start soon, how about our evening?"

Boom-!

The bell rang again.

Jiang Bai stopped the movements in his hands and threw the fire out of his mind,

Gently touched Fang Linger's lips, and said with a smirk;

"That's what you said."

"Be sure to stay in bed at night, and wait for me obediently."

"Ah."

Fang Linger nodded shyly.

Breaking free from Jiang Bai's arms, he tidied up his clothes on his own.

Boom——.

Boom——.

The bell rang seven times in a row, which represented the official start of the Seven Meetings.

Jiang Bai and Fang Linger stood up from the sofa, walked out of the box, and came to the auction table outside the box.

This is an independent auction platform dedicated to the major forces.

At the front of the auction stage, there were two ancient chairs and an unlit oil lamp.

Standing on the auction block.

At a glance, you can have a panoramic view of the hotel from the first floor to the fourth floor.

Likewise, other guests can also be seen on the auction stage.

On the opposite side of Jiang's auction platform and around it are the auction platforms of Qihui and other great masters.

Standing on the high platform, the woman who still has the charm, glanced at all the auction tables, and shouted loudly;

"The Seventh Conference held once every five years has officially begun."

"Please light up the oil lamps for all parties involved on the auction stage."

Peng... Peng....

Oil lamps representing each family were lit up on the auction stage.

Attract the attention of all guests below the fourth floor.

"Look, the oil lamps of the Liu family are on!"

"The Qin family's oil lamps are also lit."

"The lights of Shanjia are also on."

"You tell me, will the Jiang family light the oil lamps and participate in the Seventh Meeting?"

Sentences of discussion sounded in the hall.

All the guests turned their attention to the box where Jiang Bai and the two were located.

Jiang Bai knew in his heart that only by lighting the oil lamp can he participate in the Seven Meetings.

If you don't light the oil lamp, you can only sit on the auction stage as a spectator.

"Ling'er, you sit on your seat first, and I'll light the lamp."

Jiang Bai said to Fang Ling'er, then turned and walked towards the oil lamp.

Fang Linger obediently walked to the seat and sat down gracefully.

In front of the oil lamp, Jiang Bai picked up the matches placed under the oil lamp.

Wipe lightly.

A flame rose.

Jiang Bai threw the match into the oil lamp.

Peng's voice.

The oil lamp was fully lit.

It instantly caused the exclamation of the guests below the fourth floor.

"Bright."

"Look, Jiang's oil lamp is on."

"After more than 20 years, Jiang's oil lamp is finally lit!"

"Is Jiang's going to return to Qihui?"

All the guests were whispering and discussing.

"A family that has withdrawn from the Qihui has the nerve to light the oil lamp."

"The thickness of his face is really unheard of."

A harsh word resounded from the auction stage on the fourth floor.

All the guests looked at the reputation, and when they saw Liu's auction table.

He nodded knowingly in his heart.

In the Seven Meetings.

It's no secret that the old lady of the Liu family and Jiang's disagreement.

Basically, all the forces that have participated in the Seventh Conference's large-scale campaign know it.

Jiang Bai walked to Fang Linger's side, slowly sat on the seat, and said calmly;

"I thought it was someone who was talking, but it turned out to be the old lady of the Liu family."

"I almost thought that after so many years in the Qihui, the first president finally appeared."

"What a sharp tongue."

Mrs. Liu sat on the auction stage opposite Jiang Bai, not angry and proud,

"Thank you, Mrs. Liu, for your praise." Jiang Bai said without shame.

The woman who still has charm sees the auction stage and initiates a dispute.Quickly ring the yellow bell at hand and shout loudly;

"Everyone, please be quiet."

"Our five-year campaign for seven conferences has officially begun."

"What's the matter, please solve it in private."

"Come on, hydrangea please."

Each red hydrangea was held high in front of the auction tables by a famous attendant holding a bamboo pole.

All the guests on the auction stage turned a blind eye to the red hydrangea.

No one stood up to pick it up.

Jiang Bai looked at the red hydrangea and saw that it was quite beautiful.It matched the black cheongsam on Fang Linger very well.

He stood up straight and walked towards the red hydrangea step by step.