"Do you think this mask is suitable for me?" Bian Yingning walked back to Hua Cancan and asked.

Hua Cancan, who had been standing on the sidelines, was silent.

"Huh?" Bian Yingning asked again in a nasal voice.

Hua Cancan opened his mouth: "I..."

She tactically raised a strand of hair from her ear: "I remember that I had already evaluated it when I saw you take it out."

What she said at that time, she said: "You went hunting?"

Bian Yingning was speechless.

"Aren't you going to dance?"

"I don't have a pretty sister to invite me."

Hua Cancan, who has been left out for a long time, said a strange yin and yang.

Bian Yingning touched the fangs on his mask, just like someone with a goatee touching his precious beard: "Am I a pretty sister?"

Hua Cancan saw her from head to toe: "You? Forget it, the mask is too ugly, I'm afraid to scare me."

The words said so, but the body extended its hand very honestly.

Bian Yingning scolded her for not appreciating, and put her hand on her fate.

…

"That's Hua Cancan and Bian Yingning." In another corner of the banquet hall, Wang Yu said to Shang Qingfen next to him.

There were people around them, including Meng Weixin.

Hearing Wang Yu's words, Meng Weixin followed their gaze and finally locked onto the two dancing on the dance floor.

It was strange, there were so many people on the dance floor, she still thought at a glance that those two were Bian Yingning and Hua Cancan.

"What is the mask that Bian Yingning is wearing? It's too funny." After seeing the two's costumes, Meng Weixin smiled uncontrollably: "It's ugly."

The others didn't talk to each other and smiled awkwardly, and Wang Yu just pouted in response.

Now in City H, who would dare to laugh at Bian Yingning secretly, only wishing they could befriend her.

Only Shang Qingfen pouted slightly: "It's really ugly."

Hearing someone agreeing with her, or Shang Qingfen, Meng Weixin suddenly came over with a higher interest: "I don't know how to say it, is it a matter of taste or want to show off?"

Shang Qingfen looked at the person in the distance wearing a long silver dress with black hair scattered behind her shoulders, gnashing her teeth secretly.

Bian Yingning saw her as soon as she came in.

She also knows that she is now dancing the second dance with the second woman.

It is indeed the sea king.

It's just that she didn't expect Bian Yingning to really wear the mask she gave, she wanted to humiliate her, and her signature, she wanted to brag about herself in front of her.

However... Meng Weixin laughed at her, didn't she want the effect, why did she feel a little uncomfortable when she heard it.

By the way, she chose the mask. Meng Weixin said that Bian Yingning had a problem with her taste and wanted to be in the limelight. Isn't this just talking about herself.

No wonder she wanted to curse.

"It feels pretty cool, everyone wears the same thing, but hers is unique." I don't know who suddenly said.

Meng Weixin's face darkened, and she turned around to find out who said it.

Shang Qingfen raised the corner of his mouth unconsciously.

"Are we going to dance?" Another person came to invite them, Wang Yu refused and asked Shang Qinghui.

"You go." She also has her little plan.

"Okay." Wang Yu and her friends for many years saw at a glance that she was hiding bad intentions, and they didn't bother her, and went to play with their own interests.

…

As the dance goes on, so does the fundraiser.

Everyone gets a small check-like card when they enter the venue, just fill in the amount of money they intend to donate and their name information.

The dance music gradually came to an end, the people on the dance floor stopped, and the lights began to come on, shining on everyone.

Bian Yingning raised her hand to block, a little uncomfortable.

The host of the former charity organization has already stood on it and said the same opening remarks.

The climax is to read out the top ten largest donations. This is also the time when everyone or every family wants to gain attention.

The more you donate, the more face you have, and the more you represent your strength. This kind of activity is actually the same as the year-end inventory.

“…”

"The fourth, Wang family, Miss Wang Yu! Thank you Miss Wang for donating 5 million to support our charity!"

There was thunderous applause from the audience, and Wang Yu nodded to the people around her.

"The third donation in this field, Hua Jia, Miss Hua Cancan! Donate 8 million, thank Miss Hua for her strong support for the poverty-stricken cause!"

Hua Cancan leaned on Bian Yingning, as if it wasn't her being mentioned.

"How much did you donate?" Hua Cancan asked.

"Three thousand." Bian Yingning stood upright and leaned against her.

After Hua Jiangrong left Hua's house, Hua Cancan became more and more lawless, and she didn't care about her image as a lady outside, she could do whatever she wanted.

Look at the people on the field, who has no bones like her.

"Oh, then this year should be your number one."

"The second one! The second one for this donation!" The host on the stage worked hard to liven up the atmosphere, but because of the excessive force, it gave people a feeling like a promotion.

Bian Yingning didn't take Hua Cancan's words, but said, "I shouldn't see this host next year."

"Second place, Miss Shang Jiashang, donate 10 million yuan for this fundraising event!"

Bian Yingning couldn't help but look for Shang Qingfen.

At a glance, they were all people, wearing various masks. She didn't know the style of Shang Qingfen wearing a mask. She didn't find the target at a glance, nor did she search carefully.

"Finally, allow me to solemnly announce to everyone that the number one donation for this event is the Bian family, Miss Bian Yingning, who donated 30 million yuan..."

No surprise, since the Bian family jumped to become the number one family in H City, everyone has acquiesced that everything is the Bian family number one.

Shangjia is afraid that it will be difficult to keep up with it for another 30 years.

"Qingfen, I remember that in the past, you were the number one in your family." Meng Weixin said quietly beside Shang Qingfen.

Shang Qingfen looked across the crowd to Bian Yingning, who was "cuddling" with Hua Cancan, and whispered: "Shameless."

So many people, still posted together.

"What?" Meng Weixin didn't hear her clearly.

Shang Qingfen reacted and looked at her: "You have a good memory."

Meng Weixin smiled bitterly when she heard the words: "I know you must be very uncomfortable, but I heard that the Bian family only got up recently, the problem should be Bian Yingning..."

Shang Qingfen looked at Meng Weixin with a little scrutiny.

She always felt that something was wrong with Meng Weixin.

Now that she said this, she deepened her suspicion.

Meng Weixin panicked: "Ah? Qinghui, what do you mean by that?"

Shang Qingfen sneered in her heart, but did not break her: "You are trying to tell me that I can't compare to Bian Yingning?"

"Of course not..." What else Meng Weixin wanted to say, the host invited Bian Yingning to speak a few words on stage, but Shang Qinghui ignored her and looked at the stage.

I saw Bian Yingning with her skirt moving.

On the high platform, the light shines directly, and her skirt is so bright that it can dazzle people's eyes.

How ridiculous the boar mask on his face was at first, and how shocking it is now.

Her voice was soft, and she seemed to be joking with people, but she didn't seem kind. She touched the microphone: "I didn't expect that there was no draft for this part..."

The host laughed along, and several prestigious elders also came out.

"Thank you for your support to Bian's family, and you all know that I have a south side project under construction. If you are interested in moving in after completion, you can contact the people in our company's project department. Contact in advance…

As long as you have contacted in advance, I will give you a 50% discount in the early stage. "

Bian's family's project is not enviable, everyone is guessing that the Bian's family will eat it by themselves, and if you want to settle in at that time, it will cost a lot of money.

I didn't expect Bian Yingning to suddenly say the same thing as taking out the big cake she bought and eating it with everyone.

"I just hope that everyone can help charities while getting profits."

Her voice spread to every corner of the banquet hall, Shang Qingan only felt that the light was too dazzling, and Bian Yingning's skirt was too flashy, making her whole person look bright and glowing.

At the end of this session, the light slowly dimmed again, Shang Qingfen blinked hard, and there was still an illusion that the person was still shining in front of her eyes.

The dance has officially entered a hot period, and everyone began to dance or chat in pairs.

Hua Cancan answered the phone: "I don't want to play anymore, I have to withdraw."

She wants to leave, so Bian Yingning doesn't need to be here, and she plans to withdraw.

She just turned around, a man wearing a long purple slit dress and a black wild cat mask on his face, standing behind her for an unknown amount of time to see her.

"You go first." Bian Yining said to Hua Cancan.

Hua Cancan shrugged and left.

Bian Yingning has never seen Shang Qingan like this.

Mysterious purple, bare shoulders, **** wild cat mask, but her hair is slightly curly and falls on her shoulders

"Looking for me?" Bian Yingning spoke first.

When she didn't know what Shang Qingfen was wearing, she couldn't find her in the crowd at a glance, but when she stood in front of her, she would recognize her.

Bian Yingning can't see anyone else.

She walked to the place in front of her, two steps away, and the corners of her lips rose.

The color of her lips could not be seen clearly under the dark color, but it made her even more enchanting.

She bent down slightly, put one hand behind her back, and stretched out in front of her with a twist: "Miss Bian, can I ask you to dance?"

Bian Yingning was stunned for a moment, then hummed, put her hand in the palm of Bai Nen in front of her, and met her sly almond eyes, she heard herself say, "Yes."

The two moved into the dance floor, palms against each other, skin touching, a strange feeling arises spontaneously.

Shang Qingfen's hand was a little cold.

Cold? Bian Yingning clenched her hands involuntarily.

Little did she know that this action made Shang Qingfen tremble. Wherever she held her hand was her heart.

Made, she eats her own tofu!

Shang Qing gritted his teeth, trying his best to control himself not to withdraw his hand.

At first, she was still thinking about how to approach Bian Yingning, but after seeing her dancing with so many people, she suddenly had an idea.

No, no, she won't think she wants to shake hands with her and sincerely want to dance with her?

How she satirized herself two days ago, she doesn't remember, but she does.

Looking at the wild cat mask on Shang Qing's fennel face, Bian Yingning praised: "You look good in this mask."

The whole portrait has a different style, but it is not obtrusive.

"Really, I think you... are also pretty."

"Well, you gave it." Bian Yingning replied in a low voice.

It may be that her voice is too low, so low that it can touch people's hearts.

Bian Yingning, whose face changed slightly, said slowly: "...what's the matter, sorry?"

Shang Qingfen came to invite Bian Yingning to dance, she really wanted to step on her for revenge, but the world testified that she was really unintentional.

Excuse me? What's wrong with her.

Shang Qingfen wanted to pretend to be casual and step on Bian Yingning with one foot, two feet, three feet...

"Oh, I accidentally stepped on you, I'm so sorry~" Shang Qingfen squeezed her throat tenderly and said apologetically, but the proud and provocative eyes in her eyes were completely inconsistent with what she said.

She didn't step on it with the heel of her shoe, and when she stepped on it, there was no center of gravity, so it wasn't very painful.

She suddenly remembered.

When she was still doing the task, in order to complete the point task, she pulled Shang Qingfen to dance with her.

At that time, she had no memory and could not dance, so she kept stepping on her.

She turned green.

Unfortunately, she has a mask on her face now, but you don't have to look to know that her face is definitely not green at the moment.

After all, it was you who got trampled.

The feng shui turns, and the ancients do not deceive me.

Under Bian Yingning's increasingly sticky eyes, Shang Qingfen couldn't jump down.

Shang Qingfen couldn't bear to stagger his face.

It's hard to imagine what she looks like when she dances with other girls!

Thinking of her mind, when Bian Yingning danced with others, her body was close to her body, and her clothes were rubbing against her clothes...

She really couldn't jump, and her chest was tight.

Even stepping on her to see her deflate became boring.

"No more dancing." The two didn't jump into the middle of the dance floor, just on the edge.

Shang Qinghui said, shaking off Bian Yingning's hand and turning away.

Bian Yining, who has endured more than a dozen physical attacks: "???"

Isn't she the one who was trampled?

It won't bounce back, will it?

Why is she the one who stepped on her, and she was the one who stepped on it angry.

How come it is not worth stepping on, it is not worth letting her step back again.

In the toilet, Shang Qingfen washed her hands, and the cold water made her awake.

She looked at herself in the mirror, and held her hands on the edge of the sink without being too dirty.

I just felt that a mouthful of turbid air was blocked in her heart, which made her irritable.

"What are you angry about?" Bian Yingning appeared at the toilet door at some point.

Shang Qingfen's dark eyes looked at her through the mirror.