Chatper 1 (1/2)

Yunzhou City, Yuhuang Palace, the high-end club.

Su Ziyue caressed the red dress with suspenders that reached her thighs, and brushed her long curly hair to make sure that it was not messed up. Then she walked inside with her slender, snow-white legs.

When she arrived at the door of the box, the waiter opened the door for her, and made a respectful gesture of invitation. Su Ziyue turned her head and looked at the waiter, her red lips slightly curled up: "Thank you."

Seeing the waiter blushing and leaving with satisfaction, Su Ziyue turned and entered the box.

Misty water eyes glanced around inadvertently, and landed on cousin Su Yige who was sitting in the middle and was wearing a white dress. The knee-length white skirt, black hair shawl, and the way she talked to people with her head slightly tilted, looked very special. Gentle and moving, of course, this is just the feeling of outsiders.

I haven't seen her for four years, and she still looks like the little Bailian in troubled times, no, it's the old Bailian.

The person beside him touched Su Yige's arm, and Su Yige looked towards the door.

"Ziyue, you're finally here. I promised you that I'd cleanse you up, but my sister thought you weren't coming..." Su Yige walked over and held her hand pretending to be intimate. Tsukuru covered his mouth in surprise and exclaimed, "Ah, why are you dressed like this!"

Su Ziyue brushed her hair, with a hint of coldness in her eyes, but a charming smile on her face, "Don't my sister like me dressed like this? That's right, my sister wears serious clothes every day at grandpa's company, where have I seen this before. "

Seeing Su Yige's embarrassed face, in order to maintain her goddess image, she has been dressed dignifiedly and generously, Su Ziyue saw that she did not speak, raised her chin, turned and walked towards the corner where no one was around.

Su Ziyue took the fruit juice and sipped it slowly with light eyes. As soon as she returned to the country, Su Yige pretended to ask her out in front of her grandfather. She didn't need to think about it, she knew that she was uneasy and kind.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she sat down firmly, a fat hand covered her waist. Su Ziyue's eyes turned cold, and she stood up and poured the juice from the glass on the person who touched her.

Someone noticed the movement here and exclaimed, "Oh my God, Young Master Mu!"

"Why are you doing this, you still haven't apologized to First Young Master Mu!"

Su Yige heard the sound and came over: "Ziyue, did you splash it? You still haven't apologized to First Young Master Mu."