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At the beginning of the night, the night is fascinating, and the huge colorful ‘whale’ called the Pearl of Night swims safely on the vast Pacific Ocean.

The pearl of night under the crescent moon is still shrouded in the atmosphere of enjoying the night even if there is no banquet on the open deck.

And at the moment on the bottom of the ship, the deep red carpet of the magnificent ball hall is like blood like roses, the skirts of the gorgeous dress, the beauty of red wine, and even the air filled with perfume are all showing off!

This is the top hall!

Under the straight trousers, Berludi’s shoe upper reflected the crystal chandelier above his head, and the gold collar in Henry Paul’s black suit supported the white shirt collar, reflecting the uprightness of their owner.

However, at this moment, neither Berludi nor Henry Paul obviously can provide even a little warmth to their owner, even though they are not meant to keep warm...

Looking at the majestic old man holding Si Ai with a silver beard studded with a red crystal cane...

Behind.

The corners of Fang Ran's mouth twitched, his eyes filled with incredible shock.

The long silver-gray hair is tied into a hairstyle for the prom, the legs under the bright silver evening dress with silver high heels are perfectly straight, the tortoiseshell glasses, and pale shoulders that look a little thin, the one sitting quietly in the corner of the banquet is silent. The girl who watched the crowd with a cocktail turned into a beauty of Lishui.

It looks like a slender silver water bird stepping on the water.

Watching Monica appear here, standing behind the old man obediently, glanced at him and then quickly lowered her head. Some did not dare to look at Fang Ran. A terrifying guess appeared unstoppable in Fang Ran's mind. .

Let him suddenly understand why he was invited, but now he refuses to admit it, and desperately hints that he should not guess that way.

The old man who had finished shaking his hand with Si Ai, leaning on the ruby ​​cane, looked over with majestic eyes, and stared at Fang Ran as he looked up and down.

The majestic aura of an old man with a silver beard who sits on an incomparably mysterious wealth in a high position stuns Fang Ran.

"Rabbit Ran" felt like he was being stared at by the Eagle King.

Scanning Fang Ran's whole body with a slight scrutiny from beginning to end, he seemed to be satisfied with his clothes and appearance. He showed a barely passing gaze, letting Fang Ran go and looking away.

Fang Ran suddenly felt like he was amnesty.

"Nice night, welcome your presence, young people from China."

The old man spoke slowly, his voice was low and heavy, and a light or even emotionless voice made people feel flattered. After all, for most people, it is an honor to be welcomed by this person.

At this moment, Fang Ran was even more nervous as he listened to him, and he meditated desperately.

Calm, calm, calm, not necessarily what you guessed, not necessarily what you guessed, not necessarily what you guessed...

"Introduction, this is my granddaughter, MonicaO" Brien. "

Fang Ran: "......"

For a moment, Fang Ran understood a truth, and he always had to pay it back when he came out.

And he once again remembered the words of his ideological and moral teacher.

"Students, you must be a person who abides by the ethics, otherwise one day you will get retribution."

puff!

Sorry, teacher! I am ashamed of your teaching!

I shouldn't have molested others for intelligence, I was wrong, I got retribution!

Fang Ran felt that his whole body was twitching slightly uncontrollably, with a bitter urge to cry.

Looking at Si Ai and Fang Ran, Monica lifted the skirt slightly to make a lady's meeting etiquette.

"Hello, pretty lady."

Si Ai smiled at Monica and bowed, just like a perfect gentleman, Fang Ran also lost his body with his eyes, yes, he was learning Si Ai's movements.

Fang Ran trembled all over, and the expression on his face felt like he couldn't keep up. He completely admitted his guess and understood why he was invited.

Bastard, you molested someone's granddaughter... How can you tell them to let you go without a notice!

Fang Ran covered his face in his heart, but the smile on his face made him particularly vicissitudes of life.

Fang Ran had anticipated that the fact that he had evaded the fare to board the ship must have been discovered. After a while, he could not know how many troubles would be directed at him. He waited for him to show his feet and immediately shut his little black house...

"Mr. Si Ai, Monica is the first time she came to this kind of social occasion. At the party, I hope you can be her dancing partner."

Elder O'Brien leaned on a ruby ​​cane that was a little small for him, and smiled at Si Ai.

"With pleasure, it is my pleasure, MissMonica."

Si Ai chuckled lightly, then stretched out her hand, and Monica put her hand on it with a little care.

Fang Ran was slightly in a daze, watching this scene with some drooping eyes, and he was lightly relieved.

She should have been worrying too much. She is the granddaughter of the owner of this night pearl, which is not the worst guess.

"Then, Hansen, it's almost time, let's prepare the first tune as the beginning of the dance."

"Yes."

Hearing the instructions of the old man O'Brien, the old man who led Fang Ran's housekeeper to answer immediately, bowed down and went to the person in charge of the band to explain.

"Enjoy this night."

After speaking, the old man O'Brien nodded to Monica, and then followed several black bodyguards walking in the other direction.

"It's almost time. The prom will start right away, beautiful Miss Monica, how about we go over there and talk?"

Si Aiwenwen politely smiled at Monica, not in the slightest like the wild boy just now.

"Ok."

Monica nodded, and then wanted to see but didn't seem to dare to see Fang Ran walking in the other direction.

Si Ai looked at Fang Ran curiously and lowered his voice:

"Brother, why do you look a bit wrong when you see a little girl?"

"..."

"...Brother Ai, your illusion."

"You were silent just now..."

"No, Brother Ai, your illusion."

Si Ai looked at Fang Ran speechlessly, always feeling that this scene had happened last time.

"Brother, what about your dancing partner?"

"I don't have a dance partner, I'm already planning to find a corner cat for a while..."

Si Ai was slightly surprised when he heard this and looked at Fang Ran and said:

"It is very rude and embarrassing not to dance at the prom, and to be alone without a partner."

"It's okay, no one will pay attention to me."

Fang Ran nodded confidently, with the confidence of being in the crowd.

"Well then, I'll go one step ahead..."

Si Ai glanced at him speechlessly, then said helplessly, walking towards Monica who had been waiting for him for a while.

"Wu Lulu... finally survived."

Fang Ran rubbed the stiff facial muscles with a wry smile, remembering the pressure of O'Brien's aura just now, and he was relieved.

He glanced vigilantly left and right, and quickly picked up a new one from the nearest table with a tower-shaped wine glass...Bah, a glass of carrots...Bah! Take another glass of red wine.

Then when Fang Ran had just walked to the edge, in the corner of the hall, the band's position suddenly stopped, and then the leader holding the baton knocked on the shelf where the score was placed.

The strings start playing, the violin and the sound!

All kinds of classical and elegant musical instruments played their timbre and tones that ordinary people couldn't control, and a high waltz slowly sounded!

The prom begins!

As if received a signal, all the guests who were holding their wine glasses and laughing in the lobby stopped the conversation, smiled slightly at each other, some shrugged, and then walked away, tacitly leaving the circle in the lobby. Shaped venue.

A team of housekeepers immediately dispatched, neatly and orderly lifted the dark red carpet ring in the center, exposing the bright and bright Yasuli tile floor below.

All the guests were smiling and standing on the carpet outside. With the soothing and high music, a pair of gentlemen in suits and leather shoes holding the beauties in evening dresses and high heels walked onto the dance floor.

Perhaps it was the reason for starting from the magic city. Nearly one-third of the dance party were Chinese. From time to time, they could also be seen holding the hands of their respective partners, walking into the center of the dance floor and dancing gracefully.

Fang Ran's eyes were a bit ecstatic, and the prosperity of the world unfolded before his eyes for the first time.

Under the brilliant lights, all the lofty movements become the background, the band in black dress, and the musical instrument of harmony.

Seven crystal chandeliers surrounded by stars and golden glass chandeliers are directly underneath. Those who have never imagined themselves are shrouded in golden lights with elegant smiles. Beside the tall and straight men, the hemlines of ladies' skirts turn into one by one. Ring.

The movement is advancing, and the ball is magnificent!

More and more people smiled gently with their dance partners, or reached out to invite ladies who were willing to accept the invitation to step onto the dance floor.

Unconsciously, there was only one person left on the carpet on the edge of the Yasuli tile floor!

When Fang Ran reacted, it was too late, not just him, even Ji Lingyan never expected it!

This turned out to be a grand scene where everyone would enter and dance together!

Under the brilliant light of the golden glazed chandelier, he couldn't open his eyes as if the gap between the two worlds was stinging.

At the innermost circle of the dance floor, Si Ai was leading Monica to dance. Miss Monica was impeccable in her dance, but he caught a glimpse of Fang Ran standing alone outside the dance floor, frowning in his heart.

‘Why is my brother still standing there? ’

Si Ai saw that everyone had just found a dancing partner and went into the stage to dance, suddenly frowned!

The number is wrong!

Even if this is a big scene that requires everyone to dance together, it can't happen that no one happens to be, only the little brother is alone without a partner.

Si Ai took a closer look, and was surprised to find that there was really no woman around. All the female guests were invited and walked onto the dance floor!

Without a dancing partner, he can only stand awkwardly outside the field. Si Ai has heard a lot of softly mocking comments when he revolves past!

What's more serious is that now it is O'Brien, the overlord of North American assets and the mysterious owner of the Pearl of Night, who appeared for the first time at the dance party, standing alone outside the field, this is a clear representative in the upper class society!

But brother...

Si Ai frowned a little worried, and O'Brien sat on the sofa with a cane in the direction of the prom hall.

On the edge of the ball, apart from the waiter, there was only Fang Ran standing on the carpet. Fang Ran looked at the scene of herself, and grasped her hand nervously. Vaguely, no, clearly could see the dancing crowd, from time to time. Look at your own funny and lively gaze.

A drop of sweat silently slid down Fang Ran's forehead, his right hand was tightly clenched, and his left hand was squeezed in his pocket [phantom card], listening to the chuckle that came from time to time.

"Ugh...."

In the end, Fang Ran sighed and gave up using the [phantom card] to enter the arena, but couldn't explain where the dancer came from.

Forget it, anyway, since I am not a person in this world, I am embarrassed if I am embarrassed. Anyway, I am about to get off the boat. This embarrassing and embarrassing atmosphere is the price of teasing the girl.

Ignoring the clown watching and confusion coming from the center of the dance floor, as well as the various gazes wondering how to develop next, Fang Ran gently put down the glass of red wine, planning to retreat aside.

Seeing Fang Ran's movements, many men dancing with their partners shook their heads with slight sneers. The ladies and ladies also looked away and lost interest in the originally curious young man.

Seeing that the young man finally retreated desperately, O'Brien finally curved his mouth and looked away.

but!

at this time!

Everyone felt the huge golden glazed chandelier above their heads trance!

Light and dark segmentation ~www.NovelMTL.com~ Sights are flying away!

Fang Ran felt that the optical fiber in front of him suddenly became stronger, and then he saw the figure clearly, and entered the arena in this indifferent, unreasonable, unreasonable way, and his pupils were unbelievably enlarged!

Water-like golden ripples spread, and a figure appeared as if stepping on the magnificent light at this moment. The brilliant evening dress covered the huge chandelier above the head like real golden glass!

The long light golden hair is **** by hair accessories studded with gemstones on the side. She seems to be taller than usual in an evening dress and high heels. All the light becomes her background, her face is elegant and delicate, closed With both eyes, she is quiet and beautiful, like the legendary golden fairy in the picture book.

Fang Ran lived for twenty years, feeling that this might be the first time he saw an angel emerge from the golden light.

But he was a little familiar, as he saw first, made an agreement with this person, and then the door of the night battle world was opened to him!

The music was stagnant, and there was a low exclamation on the dance floor!

Before everyone was shocked by how she appeared, I don't know how many gentlemen looked at the figure a little shocked, and I don't know how many ladies went crazy looking jealous!

With a delicate and quiet face, with her eyes still closed, she raised the slender arms that she usually hid in long sleeves, and gently squeezed her golden glaze skirt. The movements were perfect, and the voice was crisp and cold, but everyone seemed to be able to hear it. Especially Fang Ran who stood in front of her could hear the words that were hidden under the crispness, like the queen's high.

"Don't you ask me to dance?".

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[I have always believed that as long as I write the story well enough, there will be more and more pirated readers willing to support the original]