The years when I was an old man

"Lanlan, you have to cherish it, wait for you to come back!"

After Cen Yalun finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Looking at Ma Murong, Qi Lan was about to speak.

But when Ma Murong raised his hand, he saw the waiter behind him handing over a jewelry box immediately.

Looking at Qi Lan, Ma Murong opened it slowly.

I saw a diamond ring lying in the jewelry box.

Under the illumination of the light strip, the diamonds on it are shining brightly, making them even more brilliant.

A sharp-eyed woman saw the brand of the diamond ring.

She covered her mouth and said enviously:

"Wow, it's Harry Winston's pigeon egg diamond ring, at least four or five carats!"

I don't know these brands, let alone diamonds.

But look at the exaggerated look of this woman.You can tell that this diamond ring is worth a lot.

Qi Lan obviously did not expect that Ma Murong would take out the diamond ring.

She actually looked at Ma Murong in panic, and didn't know what to say for a moment.

Holding up the jewelry box, Ma Murong looked at Qi Lan affectionately.

"Lanlan, although we haven't known each other for a long time, in my heart, you are the one I've been looking for. I don't know how to talk sweetly, and I don't know how to make you happy with fancy tricks like other men ..."

Ma Murong said those words.

Several people in the banquet hall couldn't help looking at me.

Even a fool can feel that the person he is talking about is me.

"I also know that you have suffered and suffered some crimes over the years. You didn't even take good care of your family members, and you were hurt by people who kept saying they were good to you. Every time I think of these things, I feel heartbroken..."

What Ma Murong said was very emotional.

He didn't mention me in a sentence, but every sentence pointed to me.

The entire hall was extremely quiet, and everyone was listening to Ma Murong's confession seriously.

But suddenly, Qin Jiacheng yawned loudly.

The intruding voice made everyone look at him involuntarily.

Even Ma Murong looked back at him with some annoyance.

Qin Jiacheng didn't take it seriously, and sucked his nose a few times, looking listless.

Smiling wretchedly at Ma Murong, he yawned and said:

"If you continue, I won't listen. I have to go to my own business!"

Everyone understood what he meant when he said he was busy with his own affairs.

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Jiacheng staggered towards the door.

Originally, this little episode was about to end.

Unexpectedly, when Qin Jiacheng passed by me.

He suddenly bared his teeth and smiled at me.

Then, he turned to Ma Murong and said:

"Brother Ma, the person you keep saying is good to Qi Lan, is he the one?"

Originally, I was just an accident of this birthday party.

But following Qin Jiacheng's words, I became the focus of the audience.

When all eyes are on me.

Ma Murong was even more angry, but he still chose to remain silent.

Everyone knows that he doesn't want to interrupt his current confession because of me.

Qin Jiacheng smiled wretchedly again, and said to Ma Murong:

"Men, be ruthless. Either be ruthless to yourself or others. If someone is here, you click, and everything is over. Hehe, why bother with insinuations, it's so boring!"

While speaking, Qin Jiacheng also made a gesture of wiping his neck.

Ma Murong's face became even uglier.

It was a good confession, but Qin Jiacheng said it like he was a despicable villain.

Insinuating, but not daring to point it out directly.

Under everyone's gaze, and Qin Jiacheng's instigation, plus all kinds of stimulation from my dinner with Qi Lan tonight.

At this time, Ma Murong, like a gambler from above, lost control of his emotions and shouted loudly:

"Yes, I'm talking about him, the sixth day!"

As he said that, Ma Murong pointed at me and said:

"On the sixth day of the lunar new year, tell me, what did I say wrong? The collapse of the Qi family in Habei, the death of Qi Lan's younger brother, and the injury of his father, do they have anything to do with you? Do you dare to deny it?"

At this moment, Ma Murong was agitated, and his voice became louder and louder.

Staring at Ma Murong, I said coldly:

"I never denied it!"

My indifference irritated Ma Murong even more.

I saw him striding towards me.

Once at my side, he pointed to me and said aloud:

"Look at your face, you deserve to like Qi Lan? Let me ask you, what do you have? Money? Fame? Status? You don't have anything. You're just an old trickster, a trickster who only knows how to cheat!"

Ma Murong lost control of his emotions, he didn't know that his words offended many people.

And I still looked at him indifferently, then I heard Ma Murong continue to say loudly:

"On the sixth day, take a good look in the mirror and look at yourself. Today is Qi Lan's birthday, and you just invited her to the terrace for dinner. Let me ask you, what gift did you prepare for Qi Lan? It's you Opening a worthless mouth, or your hands that can make money? What are you preparing? Tell me?"

"Yeah, what are you going to do?"

Qin Jiacheng laughed on the sidelines.

He kept firing, just to watch the fun.

Just as Qi Lan was about to speak, I suddenly looked at her and said:

"I have prepared a gift!"

In a word, Ma Murong's face changed abruptly.

He kept looking at me, as if he was afraid that my gift would overwhelm him.

I slowly walked towards Qi Lan.

As soon as he came to him, he said directly:

"Qi Lan, happy birthday!"

With that said, I took out a room card from my pocket and handed it to Qi Lan.

"I don't have any other gifts for you. This is the key card of my room. Let's take it as a birthday present and give it to you!"

While talking, I looked at the time and continued:

"I'm going downstairs now. If I don't see you in 10 minutes, it means you don't like my gift, so I'll go back to the hotel by myself. Qi Lan, think about it!"

As soon as I finished speaking, I turned and left.

I've never been a high profile person.

Because of cheating, you must keep a low profile and bear it.

But what Kanye said is right, you are right to hide yourself in ordinary poker games.

But not in the poker game, or the Thousand Gates Competition.

Without the prestige of tigers and leopards, how can we repel insects and beasts?