"Brother Jiang, you are so awesome, you dance so well!"

At this moment, the dance music had been changed to waltz. Yuan Yuran raised his head and looked at Jiang Beichen with bright eyes.

Under the mask, his face turned red.

After dancing two consecutively, she felt that Jiang Beichen was very skilled in dancing.

He even danced better than her.

Jiang Beichen smiled: "It's okay, I've learned some in the army before!"

"By the way, how did you recognize me?"

Jiang Beichen was a little curious about this question. After all, the two of them had only seen each other once, and he was wearing a mask on his face. I wonder how this little girl recognized him.

Yuan Yuran smiled with a pursed lips and said with beautiful eyes: "These people said they were here to celebrate my birthday, but most of them were just here to please our Yuan family. Only Brother Jiang, you came empty-handedly, of course I will recognize you!"

"Uh..." Jiang Beichen suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

This is really ironic! In fact, he didn't think about bringing gifts, but he just kept helping his wife clean up the house in the afternoon. After dinner, it was already dark.

And in front of my wife, I felt embarrassed to say that I wanted to buy gifts for other women.

As a result, this matter was delayed.

"Haha, Brother Jiang, don't get me wrong. I'm just teasing you. I've said that if you can come, it's the best gift for me!"

Yuan Yuran said, and his eyes unconsciously glanced at Zhao Jian in the distance.

At this moment, Zhao Jian looked at the two of them fiercely, his eyes burning with jealousy, and he wished he could tear Jiang Beichen apart.

"You little girl, come to me, do you want me to be a shield?"

Jiang Beichen took Yuan Yuran's expression in his eyes and said with a smile.

Yuan Yuran blushed and said helplessly: "His name is Zhao Jian, and he is the third young master of the Zhao family of the three wealthy families. I have already told him very clearly, but he still pestered and even harassed my friends. I really hate it! I do this, but I want him to give up!"

"Dance makes people give up?"

Jiang Beichen shook his head, thinking that this girl was too simple.

"Of course I know, so Brother Jiang, you have to cooperate with me!"

A hint of cunning suddenly flashed in Yuan Yuran's eyes.

"What..." Before he finished speaking, Yuan Yuran had already tiptoed and pecked Jiang Beichen's face.

Now, everyone present was stunned.

What's going on?

Kissed?

?

Miss Yuan actually kissed Jiang Beichen! These two people were the focus of the audience, and their every move attracted much attention.

Such intimate actions were naturally seen clearly by everyone.

Everyone seemed to have an unreal feeling! Miss Yuan's reserve is famous for her. She never pretends to be slutty to men. Unexpectedly, she took the initiative to invite a man to dance today and kissed him! It was simply explosive news! At this moment, Zhao Jian seemed to be struck by lightning, and his head was blank. The erotic scene just now kept replaying in his mind. Every time it was a critical hit! He couldn't help but rush to the dance floor when he raised his foot. Yuan Lian and Zhou Cang hurried forward to pull him.

"Zhao Jian, don't be impulsive!"

Yuan Lian was a little nervous, afraid that this guy would do something impulsive.

"This is Miss Yuan's dance party. It's hard to explain to Mr. Yuan if something goes wrong!"

Zhou Cang glanced at Jiang Beichen coldly and said coldly: "After you go out for a while, it's not too late for us to deal with him!"

Zhao Jian finally woke up a little, but the joints couldn't help but tremble slightly. He then clenched his fists hard, his eyes were scarlet, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, originally I just wanted to destroy him, but now, I want to castrate him and throw him into the river!"

After saying that, his eyes became extremely sarcastic! Yuan Yuran is his reverse scale. Many of those who have pursued Yuan Yuran before have become disabled. In his eyes, Jiang Beichen is destined to be the same result! On the other side, Yuan Yuran couldn't help laughing in a low voice, "It seems that he is very angry. Brother Jiang, you have to be careful!"

"You girl!"

Jiang Beichen shook his head helplessly. This little girl was really a clever girl and unknowingly used him.

"Brother Jiang, after a while the dance party is over, you can walk through the back door and drive my car back! Anyway, everyone is wearing masks today, and he doesn't know who you are, so he won't cause trouble for you!"

Yuan Yuran said, and inadvertently stuffed a car key into Jiang Beichen's pocket.

After all, she knew how cruel Zhao Jian was.

Although she also knew that Jiang Beichen was a martial arts master, she was still a little worried.

This is also the reason why she designated the dance as a masquerade today.

I don’t want to cause trouble for Jiang Beichen either.

"Need not!"

Jiang Beichen took out the key, returned it back, and smiled and said, "I don't take it seriously by the Zhao family! If he dares to cause trouble for you again, tell me and I will deal with him for you!"

Yuan Yuran was stunned for a moment, then felt warm in his heart, and smiled and said, "Okay, Brother Jiang, this is what you said! Don't break your promise!"

"Don't worry!"

The dance music ended and everyone scattered.

Yuan Yuran said to Jiang Beichen, then went back to the villa to change his clothes.

Yuan Lian and the other two did not come to cause trouble at this moment because they had already made arrangements. In their eyes, Jiang Beichen was already a dead person at this moment.

"Mr. Jiang...Mr. Jiang?"

At this time, Wang Ziqing suddenly came over and said hello in an unnatural tone.

After all, she took the initiative to abandon the other party’s dance partner before, which seemed a bit snobbish.

However, the other party can actually have such a relationship with Yuan Yuran, so her identity and background must be extraordinary, so she naturally wants to make a good relationship.

"Is there something wrong?"

Jiang Beichen joked.

"Nothing, Mr. Jiang, what business is in the family?

Maybe we can cooperate in the future!”

Wang Ziqing said as she handed over a glass of red wine.

Jiang Beichen did not refuse, took it and said lightly: "Martial artillery!"

arms?

?

Wang Ziqing's face stagnated, and many people around him heard it, and they couldn't help but look horrified.

This is a fucking joke?

This guy actually said he was doing arms deals?

I originally planned to go forward and get close to me, but I immediately hid far away! I can't afford to offend me, but I can't afford to offend me! I originally thought I was a top young man, but I didn't expect that I was a lunatic! Wang Ziqing couldn't say anything now.

He looked around himself, as if he was looking for someone.

"Miss, are you looking for someone?"

Jiang Beichen suddenly couldn't help asking.

Wang Ziqing nodded, "Look for a waste!"

"oh?

?

What kind of waste?”

Jiang Beichen couldn't help asking again.

Wang Ziqing suddenly sneered and said subconsciously: "In short, it should be out of place here, just like the beggars on the street! I guess no woman is willing to be his dance companion and can only come to eat and drink!"

"That's really a waste!"

Jiang Beichen nodded and said in agreement.

"No! I really don't know what my sister thought, she would marry such a low-key guy!"

Wang Ziqing shook her head and said disdainfully.

"Actually, he was also a wealthy young man before, but he was in the army in his family!"

"What do you think can be successful if you are a soldier?

I heard that I haven't even obtained a military rank in recent years! Just like this, I will persuade my sister to divorce him sooner or later!”

When Wang Ziqing opened the conversation, she couldn't close her. She was wearing a mask now and no one knew anyone. She continued with a sneer: "Fortunately, I dumped him. You don't know. When he came to our house to beg me for his dying father, he knelt on the ground, like a dog, and was thrown into the swimming pool..." Bang! Before he finished speaking, the goblet in Jiang Beichen's hand suddenly burst, and the red liquid splashed everywhere. Wang Ziqing screamed and hurriedly avoided.

"You, are you sick?

?”

Wang Ziqing couldn't help but shout as she looked at the dyed long skirt.
To be continued...