PFC Chapter 665 A Glimpse of Beauty
Chapter 665 A Glimpse of Beauty
At the time, she wanted to become like brothers and sisters with the group of old ladies in the imperial court.
The result wasn't that people liked them more, but rather that they looked gloomy.
Offering a formulaic smile, he helped up the nearest elderly person with one hand: "What are you doing? Get up, everyone."
Let me introduce it to you first.
These are Yao Qianyou and Di Lingling. Don't let their recent graduation fool you.
But their contributions to Tengfei's success today are absolutely indispensable!
"Comrade Yao, Comrade Di, greetings!"
The ten men did not look down on the two girls because of their age or past achievements.
Ability is not determined by age; the fact that they have gained Miss Mu's attention speaks volumes.
"Hello to all of you!" Di Lingling smiled and shook hands with each of the ten people.
They can now handle even the most accomplished individuals they once could only look up to with ease.
He was neither arrogant nor humble, neither proud nor impatient, just like a long-time leader who had been in a high position for a long time.
If it weren't for the thin layer of sweat on her forehead, Yao Qianyou would have actually believed her.
Lingling must be very nervous right now, right?
However, Yao Qianyou still wanted to thank Di Lingling, saying, "Luckily, you were there."
Don't be fooled by her ambition to enter the officialdom; she hasn't even started yet.
If I were to face these ten people all by myself today, I certainly wouldn't be as adept at maneuvering as Lingling.
Looking at the outstanding Di Lingling, Yao Qianyou was genuinely happy for her.
But as I was laughing, my eyes welled up with tears again.
The Tengfei Club once soared high like an eagle.
Even now, Yao Qianyou still remembers the scene when the boss announced the establishment of Tengfei Club to them in the villa that day.
At the time, Young Master Huangfu thought they were just fooling around.
Even before Di Lingling entered the villa, she kept reminding herself to ask the boss to introduce her to the Crown Prince.
I hope the Crown Prince will not forget her father.
Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, she has grown to the point where she has to manage a group of leading figures.
There is also the Flying Club, whose wings were once broken.
Starting today, this eagle will once again soar through the blue sky.
It will fly higher and farther than ever before!
Di Lingling tried her best to overcome the pressure in her heart and not let herself get stage fright.
As the fourth-in-command of the Tengfei Club, she had to force herself to grow up quickly.
Because she estimates that it won't be long before she has to negotiate with even more powerful figures.
After speaking with the ten people, Di Lingling made a decision.
Before their cultivation level improves, they don't need to do anything; they can just focus on cultivating in the villa next door.
After everyone has drawn in their Qi, we can then discuss the direction they want to take in the future.
Danfu (artifacts), weapon arrays, planting, breeding, and so on—all of these require members to explore and study step by step.
When the country allows these things to be sold abroad one day, we'll leave everyone else in the dust and amaze everyone.
The Shangguan family was incredibly lively that night; it was arguably the most glorious and splendid day since the villa was built.
Not only were the heads of the top families in the capital all present.
Even the old men of the Huangfu, Long, and Nangong families, who were once powerful figures in the Eastern Kingdom, gathered together at the same table as before, chatting about their glorious past.
The voices were all higher and louder than the last.
The five babies were all held by Cui Meixin and several wives of the head of the family, who sat around a table.
If it weren't for the inconvenience of going to the toilet, the children would probably never have been able to leave the arms of these people.
But this put Mu Zhen at ease, because the elders were not like Di Tianhuang and the others who indulged their children without thinking.
If it needs to be corrected, then correct it. If it can't be corrected, then don't hit or scold it. Just keep doing the same thing over and over until it's corrected.
Of course, we will not deliberately suppress the natural instincts that children should have.
Overall, Mu Zhen felt quite reassured.
The younger generation was accommodated in the back garden, where a barbecue party suited their tastes better.
"Come on! Let's all have a toast with the boss and the heartthrobs!"
"Welcome home!" Lü Bu shouted, raising his glass.
Bai Qingyan, Bai Ting and her husband, Yun Dan, and others shouted in unison, "Welcome home!"
The meal and drinks lasted until 10 p.m. before finally ending.
The pavilion stands quietly, entwined with roses, and the dim yellow light fills this small space.
Mu Zhen's eyes were slightly tipsy, and she lazily half-reclined in the swing chair.
He placed one foot on the ground and stepped on the other to sit down in the armchair.
He propped his head up with his left hand and fiddled with a green plant branch in his right.
His sitting posture can be described as quite lazy and unrestrained.
Beneath her long, curled eyelashes, her dark eyes were fixed on the bright moon in the sky, lost in thought.
This is the scene that Emperor Tianhuang saw when he arrived.
However, beneath that casual and flamboyant demeanor, he saw something called loneliness.
Emperor Tianhuang rarely saw her so melancholy and lonely, and for some reason found her somewhat irritating.
Is she... thinking about her brothers again?
The man's tall frame blocked the light, casting a shadow on the woman.
Mu Zhen tilted her head back and looked at the man's neat and dignified appearance, with meticulous attention to detail in everything from his hairstyle and gold-rimmed glasses to his brooch.
I found it somewhat funny.
This person really pays attention to their image at all times.
After a barbecue dinner and lots of drinks, he was still dressed so neatly.
Unlike Liu Si and his gang, who had long since lost all semblance of their former image.
However, seeing the kind, gentle, and tolerant smile still on his face, Mu Zhen looked at him curiously and said, "I say, aren't you tired of always wearing a mask?"
"Mask?" Di Tianhuang lowered his head to meet the woman's eyes, asking a question instead of answering.
"Isn't that true?" Mu Zhen scoffed.
Don't think I don't know what a cold-blooded and ruthless face lies beneath your facade.
The part of the road where he peed on me looks much better!
The woman was only wearing a cool black tracksuit, which made her long, slender legs stand out prominently.
Her face was flushed red from the smell of alcohol.
With eyes glazed over from intoxication, a wisp of hair brushed against the corner of her lips as the wind blew by, making the scene even more enchanting and beautiful.
This kind of charm was something Emperor Tianhuang had never seen in her before.
In this situation, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that Emperor Tianhuang was utterly captivated by the sight.
In his memory, this person was always so cheerful, bold, and unrestrained.
I've never seen anything like this before, so warm and beautiful that I can't help but want to pull her into my arms.
He rubbed his sore throat and saw that the woman was still waiting for his answer.
He handed over the guitar.
He then walked to the rattan chair opposite him, bent down and sat down, crossed his legs, habitually interlaced his fingers, and leaned back lazily.
His smile vanished instantly, replaced by an extremely serious expression.
It was as if every pore on his body was releasing an intimidating sense of oppression.
With those eyes even sharper than a hawk's, it looks... quite frightening.
Mu Zhen stared blankly at this series of changes.
After a while, rub your face vigorously.
Alcohol really does numb a person's intelligence.
Why would I make myself uncomfortable out of nothing?
So what if it's fake? At least it doesn't look aggressive, right?
Now it's like being taken to the police station for interrogation.
Or rather, the kind that receives special treatment.
That imposing aura... damn, it sobered me up completely!
Emperor Tianhuang sneered inwardly; it seemed he had been interrogated quite a few times before.
"Don't you like singing?"
Sing along, I'm all ears!
The deep, cold voice, like a winter wind, sounded to Mu Zhen like, "Confess and you'll be treated leniently; resist and you'll be imprisoned for life."
Please begin confessing your crimes!