The night in the north city is getting darker, and the city center museum is now brightly lit.

The cool moonlight covers the minimalist outline of the pavilion, reflecting a cold curve, which is in sharp contrast to the enthusiastic and noisy red carpet show at the door.

Tonight, one of the high-end jewelry brands in the fashion industry, Vanya, is holding a charity auction here.

On the red carpet at the door, media reporters squeezed on both sides, aiming at the center, and urgently chasing the target.

Ji Tang took the red carpet and stepped into the venue, accidentally glanced at the glass wall on his way

It reflects her figure wearing a satin dress, and the thin straps are hooked on the delicate and slender shoulder blades, which are beautiful and elegant.

Most of the people present today were famous ladies and noble ladies in the same circle. When they saw Ji Tang, everyone's eyes were still on her.

The light purple satin texture looks dark when worn by anyone, but only when worn by Ji Tang, her skin becomes whiter and whiter as jade.

As she walked slowly, her close-fitting tailor made her figure look graceful and graceful.

Facing the gaze that was either stunning or ready to move, Ji Tang's lips curled up slightly, and under the clear and cold light, there was a cool and charming meaning in the elegance.

The wealthy ladies are also divided into levels.

Like Ji Tang, who stands firmly at the top of the pyramid.

As soon as they appear, someone will find ways to come and talk to each other.

"Dear, this dress is even more fairy-looking than a model wearing today..."

“This show is hard to get…”

"I haven't seen you wear the necklace, and it's not yet disclosed to the public?"

Ji Tang, surrounded by the center, had already sat in the center of the third row. He casually looked at the jewelry items on the list with his fingertips. When others talked, he just turned his head and chuckled. A pair of diamond pearls on his earlobes shone delicately, setting off her extremely beautiful face.

Until the auctioneer on the stage looked at the entire auction hall: "Congratulations to our Mr. Song Yumo for winning this Kashmir natural sapphire necklace for 60 million yuan, and thanks to Mr. Song for his support for charity."

Mr. Song?

Is it the gentleman she wants?

Ji Tang adjusted his sitting position sideways, looked up in the sound, and looked into the middle of the front row of the audience.

This position is not something that ordinary people can sit. I saw a man in a well-tailored pure black suit hidden in the darkness of the light. From her perspective, the shadow of the side light blurred his handsome facial features, and instead highlighted his high nose bridge and extremely thin lips, and the rest were not clearly seen.

As if she was noticed, almost at the same time, the other party also looked at her.

Those eyes were dark and deep, as if they contained a cold luster, and they just walked through the crowd and met her gaze.

In an instant, all the noisy sounds around Ji Tang were dead, and the whole world seemed to have become a background.

One second

Two seconds

Three seconds...

This gentle and scum, cold and noble appearance, and the cold feeling brought by the bones, form a Song Yumo that she is familiar with.

Ji Tang was shocked and retracted his gaze.

At this time, the few plastic sisters around him were shouting without hiding their conceit and enviously: "Oh my God, Mrs. Song, it's your husband, why haven't you sat together?"

As soon as the words were finished, everyone agreed: "It's obvious that Mr. Song wants to surprise his wife. The sapphire necklace is very compatible with Mrs. Song."

"So that's how it is, I'm so envious."

"Mrs. Song, your husband is so romantic. He is still surprised after getting married for so long."

romantic?

Even though someone blew the rainbow farts so much that Ji Tang still got goosebumps when he heard this.

This word is definitely not present in the Songyu Mo dictionary.

After three years of marriage, this man will never prepare surprises for his wife from time to time, except for meeting all the requirements of her material conditions.

Ji Tang looked at the sapphire necklace that the waiter gave to Song Yumo, and his beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed through his eyes.

Could it be that this man without romantic cells has been on business for three months and is still enlightened when he comes back.

Do you know that you want to coax your wife and forcefully save the plastic relationship between the couple?

Ji Tang had a lack of interest.

At this time, everyone was praised by others, and their red lips curled up the professional happy smirk of the wealthy wife.

She sat upright, looked gently in Song Yumo's direction, her eyes full of affection and said, "Who made my husband love me?"

The ladies and ladies talking: "..."

They looked at each other and began to have a tacit dialogue with each other!

[I have been flattering her for a long time and didn't respond. When I mention her husband, who will show my love to show me?]

[Why did the ascetic male god who was the one who was promised to be the whole city in Yanguan? Why did he look at Ji Tang's little white lotus?]

【Ahhh I really want to teach him how to appreciate bitches online!】

[Eat vegetarian food every day and pray to Song Yumo to transform into a little bitch master.]

[When will Ji Tang play this white lotus, and why is it not overturning yet!]

The auction on stage continues.

Ji Tang took back his gaze and took out his cell phone after only three seconds of acting.

Her fine eyelashes drooped down, and her fingertips lit up the screen.

From the address book, slide down to the bottom and find Song Yumo's mobile phone number.

On the text message interface, there are still thirty text messages she sent last month to ask about her well-being.

Never responded.

Ji Tang quickly edited a text message with his delicate fingertips: [Honey, are you going home together?]

The sending is successful, after three seconds.

When she looked up, there was no man in the dark lights in the front row.

Ji Tang threw the phone into his bag without hesitation, and left the venue early with his skirt in one hand and slim high heels.

Outside the museum.

Song Tu, dressed in formal clothes, respectfully opened the car door for her: "Madam."

Ji Tang stopped the slightly raised corner of his lips and glanced at Song Tu. It was not until she sat in that she realized that Song Yumo was not in the car.

Ji Tang was stunned at first, and the gentle expression of a "virtuous wife" on her face almost broke down on the spot. Since Song Yumo appeared, she secretly planned to show her love in the same frame as the camera of a media reporter who was waiting outside, but unexpectedly it still failed.

Dog men are really stingy!

Song Tu observed Ji Tang's expression through the rearview mirror and said, "Madam, Mr. Song has a business reception tonight, so you can go home first, and don't have to wait for him."

Ji Tang pulled his red lips: "When did you go back to North City?"

Song Tu: "Three days ago."

Ji Tang didn't answer.

Song Tu said again: "Madam, do you like Juliet Rose, right?"

"?"

"Last month, Mr. Song bought a manor on a business trip in Europe. He saw that his wife posted Juliet roses once on WeChat Moments, so he hired the most expensive gardener at a high price to plant the manor with roses you like, Mrs.."

Song Tu flatters Kung Fu is worthy of being the chief special assistant next to Song Yumo. His mouth can make the superficial couple's relationship beautiful in a few words.

Ji Tang sat in the back seat with a calm expression and even lowered his head to play with his fingers.

She really believed in her husband who had been living in her house for three days without entering her.

One hour later.

In a quiet and rich area, Rolls-Royce stopped smoothly at the entrance of Villa Jingxi No. 1.

Ji Tang looked up at the villa wrapped in darkness, the luxurious European door, and the butler who was waiting respectfully at the door. Everything showed wealth and power.

This is where she and Song Yumo live after they got married. The villa is large in size, and the entire second floor is a hotel-style presidential suite. In addition to being luxurious and spacious, there are many bedrooms on each floor, one by one, which fundamentally solves the sleeping needs of wealthy plastic couples.

Ji Tang put down his bag and the first thing he did when he went home was to take a bath and relax.

Half an hour later.

Ji Tang walked out of the bathroom slowly, wearing only a bath towel on her body, her long black hair was tied up casually, and a few thin and messy hairs fell on her chest, facing her white and beautiful collarbone.

Just as I was about to go to bed, my phone that was placed beside the bed suddenly vibrated a few times.

Ji Tang subconsciously glanced at him and found a new voice message came into WeChat.

It shows that it is - Lu Ning.

"Warning! The front page of my newspaper is already publishing your explosion entertainment news!"

Lu Ning is her elementary school classmate and majors in international journalism.
To be continued...