Negative Textbook of Love [Quick Transmigration]

It's night, Golden Gate Hotel.

The VIP car stopped at the door, and the doorman opened the door one from the left and the other from the right. Lin Yuerong, who was wearing a gorgeous silver evening dress, stood up with her feet on the ground, stepped on ten centimeters of pointed-toed high-heeled shoes, stood up, and faced the people who walked around from the left. The man who came out showed a sweet smile.

Jiang Ting was wearing a black tuxedo with a lapel collar tonight. The broken hair in front of his forehead was fixed behind his head with mousse, revealing his smooth forehead and dark blue pupils. Under the spotlight, he looked even more serious. People seem to be moving air-conditioning banks, the spokespersons of icebergs.

"Ah Ting, you are so handsome today." Lin Yuerong stretched out her arms to hold him, complimenting him.

Jiang Ting glanced at her, "Dress so conservatively, have you changed your gender?"

Lin Yuerong brushed the broken hair in front of her forehead, pouted and said, "Isn't it pretty?"

I thought that Jiang Ting would automatically block the conversation with her as usual, but who knew that a low voice came from the side, "It's okay."

Lin Yuerong cheered up and smiled, "This is the first time you have praised me."

"I mean the skirt, not you." Jiang Ting took the dark gold mask from the doorman and put it on his face, and walked into the banquet hall first.

"...Wait for me! We still have to dance the first dance!" Lin Yuerong quickly took the hand-held mask next to her and followed, but she was stopped before taking two steps.

"Yue Rong."

Lin Yuerong stopped and looked at the middle-aged man who came from behind the dining table.

"Jiang... Uncle Jiang!" Lin Yuerong put down the mask in his hand and went up to him.

"Yuerong, long time no see, she is getting more and more beautiful." Jiang Zhengye took a glass of wine from the dinner plate and handed it to her, and the two clinked glasses.

"Thank you uncle." Lin Yuerong smiled shyly.

"Did Ah Ting come with you?"

"Oh...he just said to go to the bathroom."

"That's it." Jiang Zhengye nodded, implying, "Ah Ting is not sensible, so don't get too used to him."

"It's nothing, Ting is very considerate and treats me very well." Lin Yuerong quickly covered it up.

"That's good, hahaha." Jiang Zhengye smiled, "In a while, let him come to the backyard to find me, I have something to talk to him about."

"Okay, uncle, then I will excuse you first."

"Go."

Lin Yuerong was also a little uncomfortable facing the elders, so she hurriedly bypassed the entrance and went to the inner hall to find someone.

Unexpectedly, a waiter suddenly came out from the corner, the empty tray hit Lin Yuerong's elbow, and the champagne in the goblet spilled all over the skirt.

"Oh! Miss, I'm very sorry."

"What's the matter with you?" Lin Yuerong frowned.

"I'm very sorry, the lounge is over there, I'll help you deal with it right away."

The waiter took the mask from her hand and led her to the corner lounge.

"Are you a professional waiter, why are you walking so rampant?" Lin Yuerong pulled her skirt into the empty lounge and complained to the people behind her, "Do you know that my skirt is very expensive—— !"

Zhang Liangshao locked the door behind him, went down with a knife, supported the unconscious woman who fell on top of him, and rolled his eyes.

"It's not that you are so stupid and rich..."

……

The first dance was about to start, Jiang Ting walked down the steps slowly, looking at all kinds of people in the hall, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"Are you looking for me? Dear Ting." A woman wearing a silver butterfly half-face mask appeared under the crystal lamp, and put her hand on Jiang Ting's elbow very consciously.

"Where did you go just now?" Jiang Ting looked at her and asked.

"I just..." The woman's lips parted slightly, revealing her neat white teeth, "I found my mask too troublesome to hold, so I changed it."

Jiang Ting frowned, "Have you changed your lipstick?"

"Did you discover it?" Lin Yuerong smiled, her red lips showing a misty texture, "Rubywoo from MAC, does it look good?"

"...It's all the same to me." Jiang Ting turned his head away from her, and the two walked down the stairs hand in hand.

The conductor of the band bowed to everyone, and the soft and elegant waltz played slowly. The two stood on the dance floor, facing each other, and Jiang Ting stretched out his hand towards Lin Yuerong.

Stepping on the first beat, Lin Yuerong curled her lips at him, raised her bright wrist and placed it in his palm, the two quickly approached, swaying with the rhythm with a distance of one step away.

"...You don't need to get that close." Jiang Ting put his arms around her waist, tilted his head and said in a low voice.

"What's the matter?" Lin Yuerong tilted her head with a natural expression, "Everyone is so close."

Jiang Ting kept a straight face, and he could feel his displeasure through the mask, "..."

Lin Yuerong turned to his ear, imitating him and said in a hoarse voice, "We are engaged. In public, if we don't like this, everyone will be suspicious."

"You're very eloquent today." Jiang Ting leaned back and moved some distance away.

Lin Yuerong smiled, and after a while, asked again, "Do you like my dress today? I bought it in a newly opened brand store. The clerk said that it was the dress worn by Princess Riojeta of Swan Lake, which represented nobility. Pure love, you can be with your beloved prince by wearing it."

Jiang Ting led her around, "In Tchaikovsky's original work, Odette was not with the prince, but thought that the prince had changed his mind, so he died in despair."

Lin Yuerong listened to Jiang Ting's voice quietly, and asked after a while, "Then, will the prince die for the princess?"

Jiang Ting: "..."

The woman chuckled and thumped his shoulder, "I'm just joking—by the way, I heard you were attacked a few days ago, are you not injured?"

"Who did you hear from?" Jiang Ting's eyes turned cold, and he looked at her.

"Don't think I don't know anything, anyway, I'm also the eldest lady of the Lin family." Lin Yuerong glared at him, "Say, why are you going to the nightclub?"

"..." Jiang Ting looked at her for a while, then turned his head, "It's just talking about business, don't think too much."

"Do you need to go to that kind of place to discuss business?" Lin Yuerong dragged the end of the voice, with a suspicious tone, "You really haven't met any women there?"

Jiang Ting thought of that tough female killer, "No."

Lin Yuerong tilted her head, "You paused just now."

Jiang Ting: "..." Why is this woman so difficult today?

"Who did you go to discuss business with?" Lin Yuerong persisted, "Say, I want to confront you personally."

"...Who do you confront, he is dead."

"Dead... dead?!" Lin Yuerong showed surprise, "Who died?"

Jiang Ting sighed softly, "Zhao Liu."

"Zhao Liu?" Lin Yuerong was pushed out by Jiang Ting and turned around before Lin Yuerong had time to react. She staggered unsteadily and was firmly supported by the palm behind her.

"Don't worry about this matter." Jiang Ting let go of her and left in the opposite direction.

The dance music stopped, and a man's voice sounded from the microphone.

"Distinguished guests, ladies and gentlemen, I am very glad that you can attend your evening party."

Lin Yuerong looked towards the stage like everyone else, her pupils shrank suddenly.

The man in green!

……

"The purpose of holding this masquerade party is to raise money for poor mountainous areas. After a while, the staff will take out the donation box... Today, ten years later, I, Yu Qi, have never forgotten to give back to the society. All colleagues can also hold a benevolent heart and always remember to help those in need, thank you."

The middle-aged man in a green dress standing on the stage handed over the microphone to the host after finishing his speech, then walked off the stage and walked towards the back hall.

"Mr. Yu, please stay."

The man turned his head and looked at the tall woman wearing a silver mask, "You are..."

"My name is Lin Yuerong. I'm the heir of the Lin Group and Jiang Ting's fiancée." The woman handed over a glass of champagne.

"Oh..." Yu Qi glanced at the champagne in her hand, waved her hands, and smiled kindly, "Haha, Miss Lin, Yu is getting old, the doctor said, I can't drink too much alcohol."

"Mr. Yu," Lin Yuerong didn't mind so much, but put down her wine glass and said sincerely, "What you just said is too reasonable. For a long time, people like us who were born in rich and noble families never thought of those children from poor families. I am suffering a lot. I hope to donate 100 million to the children in impoverished mountainous areas in my own name, and at the same time I want to donate some materials to them. Although it is not much, it is at least doing my part.”

Hearing this, Yu Qi raised her head, looked at Lin Yuerong again, and nodded appreciatively, "The young people nowadays are really more and more impressive. It's good that you have this kind of heart."

"Mr. Yu, I would like to discuss with you the specific matters of the donation..." Lin Yuerong was halfway through speaking, and avoided the passers-by beside her.

"Oh, Miss Lin, take a step to speak."

The two walked to the courtyard with fewer people, walked around the fountain, and walked towards the pavilion on the side. As he walked, Yu Qi said with emotion, "Miss Lin, your fiancé Jiang Ting and I have fought in the mall several times. Looking at him face to face, like his father, he is a powerful person with a bright future, but I never thought that seeing you today, Miss Lin, you are also extraordinary."

"Mr. Yu is too modest." Lin Yuerong smiled.

"Hey." At this moment, the waiter passed by with the drink, Yu Qi stopped the waiter at the side, and took two glasses of wine from the plate, "It seems that Yu has to drink this glass of wine today."

Lin Yuerong took the wine, her gaze flickered, she stretched out her hand to cover Yu Qi's wine glass, and looked at him, "Mr. Yu, since you are not in good health, you should not drink this wine..."

"Miss Lin's words are wrong. Drinking champagne is to celebrate. Today, I can have such a year-end friendship. Yu is very happy to drink this wine."

Lin Yuerong smiled, moved her hand away, and raised her wine glass, "In that case, cheers."

"cheers."

The two took a sip of wine each, Yu Qi walked into the gazebo, put down the cup, turned around, "Miss Lin, about the specific matters about donating materials..."

His body swayed suddenly, and his eyes closed.

"Mr. Yu, are you okay!" Lin Yuerong looked concerned, and helped him to sit on the chair.

"You..." Yu Qi looked dazed.

Lin Yuerong looked at his dilated pupils, curled her lips, sat on a chair beside her, and said softly, "Mr. Yu, don't worry, I just want to ask you a few questions, can you answer them truthfully? "

"Okay..." Yu Qi's voice was light.

"Do you have any clues about the organization?"

"Have……"

"Where?"

"In...in my phone..."

Lin Yuerong raised her eyebrows, took out a black smartphone from Yu Qi's suit pocket, grabbed his finger to unlock it, and then inserted a micro data storage device into the charging port at the bottom of the phone, while looking at the phone screen A green progress bar was displayed on the screen, and he continued to ask.

"What is that clue?"

"...transfer records..."

"Okay, now you can go to sleep, you will wake up in 1 minute, but you will forget about our conversation, understand?"

"clear."

Seeing that the progress bar on the mobile phone had reached the end, Lin Yuerong pulled out the data memory, put the mobile phone back into Yu Qi's pocket, supported his head to let him lie on the table, closed his eyes, and put his fallen arm He bent up and pillowed it under his forehead, then slowly straightened up, exhaled soundlessly, and walked towards the outside of the gazebo.

[Congratulations, mission accomplished!Evaluation of this mission: SSS, bonus points: 4888 points. ]7474741's voice rang in Lin Yuerong, no, it should be said that it was Zhang Liangshao who was pretending to be Lin Yuerong.

[understood. ]

Zhang Liangshao walked towards the door unhurriedly, the mission was over, and it was the last word to get out as soon as possible.

"stop."

A voice sounded from behind the fountain.

Zhang Liangshao turned his head, looked at the man wearing the dark golden mask in front of him, and smiled helplessly, "Honey, these two days just happen to be my unlucky days, so I'll go back first..."

Jiang Ting took off the mask on his face, his eyes were cold, "Who are you?"

At the same time, 7474741's voice sounded in Zhang Liangshao's head, [Target favorability -5, current favorability: -5. ]

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