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Halfway through the banquet, there were still a few couples on the dance floor. The rest of the people had already gathered in groups of two or three to discuss their own matters.

Most of the people who came tonight had a purpose.

Sen Sheng held Fu Shi Liang's arm, and travelled through the crowd.

"Where is the person overseer is looking for?" Sen Sheng was a little confused that he was acting like a headless fly without any meaning.

On the surface, Fu Shi Liang did not seem to be abnormal, his speech was not hurried or slow, "Being too proactive sometimes is just being passive. "Don't worry, just follow me." When he said that, he looked at Sen Sheng, there was gentleness in his eyes, at least, in the eyes of others, it was gentleness.

Sen Sheng accidentally made eye contact with him, and was shocked by the change. His heart suddenly skipped a beat, then after a thought, she knew the reason behind it.

"Yes." "Yes," she answered in a low voice, but her footsteps were still disorderly.

Fu Shi Liang keenly sensed that the emotions in his eyes had become a bit more sincere, and he was not just putting on an act.

"Are you tired?" He looked into Sen Sheng's eyes and said seriously.

Sen Sheng pulled him and tiptoed. Normally, he wasn't used to wearing high heels, but right now, he had indeed suffered a little. A little, but it's fine. " Her face turned slightly red. "I'm just not used to it, but I'm really fine." Seeing that Fu Shi Liang's gaze was fixated on her face with a questioning gaze, she felt a little embarrassed.

Without saying a word, Fu Shi Liang dragged her to the side to rest. Sit down for a while, I'm tired too. " "No," he said.

However, how could he feel tired after only two hours? When he was training in the training grounds, which time hadn't passed already?

He, this was clearly an excuse, an excuse for her peace of mind.

Sen Sheng revealed a faint smile.

The feeling of being understood by others had always been very good.

Sitting at the corner of the banquet, Sen Sheng looked at the people who kept on walking in front of him. Those people were either dressed in luxurious clothing, like her, or in leather suits. Among these few people, there was also a rare person who was able to have such an imposing manner like the man in front of him. The way he wore it caused one to be captivated by the smell.

Sen Sheng was slightly dazed. She discovered that she had accidentally compared everyone present with the man in front of her.

"Hungry?" Just as she realized that her face was slightly flushed due to her own thoughts, a caring and caring voice with a bit of warmth came to her ears.

Fu Shi Liang did not follow Sen Sheng to sit down. Instead, he stood by her side with a protective posture and placed a hand on his shoulder calmly. The background of this scene was an astonishingly luxurious banquet, giving off a surreal feeling.

"Luckily, I ate a few pieces of cake when no one was looking." Sen Sheng said truthfully. She was not sure if it was her misconception, but she felt that after she said those words, the corner of that man's mouth revealed a faint smile.

Fu Shi Liang drooped his eyes, looking at Sen Sheng who was quietly but obediently sitting in her seat, and his heart felt a little weak. He really was a child. In his heart, what else could a child be other than a child that liked to eat sweet food?

"I feel wronged." he whispered.

This sentence, was like a swan brushing against Sen Sheng's heart with the feathers closest to her body. The feathers were very light and soft, as though they had scratched into her heart, bringing about a slight itch, light and not to be ignored.

She didn't know what to say to answer him, so she simply stopped talking.

Fu Shi Liang did not pay attention to Sen Sheng's expression the entire time, but instead, placed his gaze on the people walking in the hall.

In the corner, a man and a woman remained silent. This scene, however, was extremely rare and quiet and beautiful.

At the end of the guest room on the second floor —

Above them was a pair of slender, straight long legs that was enough to enchant a man. Above them, the woman's eyesight, amidst the puffing of the smoke, seemed somewhat ethereal, with a hint of illusory mystery.

"Do you see the man downstairs who was guarding a woman in the corner?" Beside the woman stood a woman in a military uniform.

This man was Ling Mu Jing Zi.

"What is it? My target tonight is him? " The woman with the cigarette opened her mouth, her voice was not hard to hear, it was filled with annoyance and contempt. She wasn't belittling others; she was just belittling herself.

Hearing her words, Ling Mu Jing Zi's face turned serious, her eyes became as sharp as the edge of a dagger, "Do you not know the purpose of why I brought you here today?"

The woman's smoking hand stopped at her mouth, and a bitter self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She returned the cigarette butt to the ground, then used the front palms of her excellent high heels to extinguish it.

"Yes." Her voice was not loud, not like her previous self-loathing, but rather a bit fearful.

Ling Mu Jing Zi's expression became a little better, "Your target tonight isn't him, but you have to remember him. That's Fu Shi Liang, the Fu Shi Liang who made me suffer a big loss in Beiping's dojo! "

As he spoke till here, Ling Mu Jing Zi's voice became somewhat angry. It was obvious that he somewhat hated Fu Shi Liang to the bones.

It seemed that her previous losses weren't small.

When the lady standing beside Suzuki heard this, he became interested. About half a year ago, she knew that there was a problem with the Suzuki's business. Actually, it wasn't really a business deal, it was just some kind of terrifying business deal.

In order to take root in the China, the Suzuki had been in operation for a long time. It was difficult for him to see how he was going to gain a foothold in the Beiping, but in the blink of an eye, he was completely taken care of by a man called Fu Shi Liang. This kind of thing, how could she not be furious? Furthermore, the Sky Emperor had put in a lot of effort into the matter of the dojo, and seeing that the situation had failed, Ling Mu Jing Zi even took the punishment.

When she suddenly heard that Fu Shi Liang was here today, she became somewhat interested. When she raised her head to look from afar, the woman was stunned.

"Did you see it clearly?" Ling Mu Jing Zi did not notice the astonishment on her face.

The woman seemed to be in a trance for a split-second, but in the next instant she was back to normal.

"I can see her clearly. However, there seems to be a beauty sitting beside him right now!" The face of a westerner, mixed in with this group of westerners, was already eye-catching to begin with. However, it was still so easy to see a face that was memorable enough, it was difficult to not pay attention.