Chapter 12 Volume 3

The iron gate opened in front of Shen Mo. He strode in. What he saw was a large garden, carefully trimmed flowers, plants and trees, and the artificially dug small lake. He walked along the road beneath dozens of servants to a house that was both middle and west in a neat and loud voices of awe.

Looking up at the house, the dark red bricks and Western-style corridors, the entire architectural style is majestic.

Someone came to pick up the box from Chen Mo's hand. He sorted out the hat on his head and looked at him very calmly and quickly visited the surrounding environment.

Patrol guards could be seen everywhere, several cars parked at the door, and there was a flower room next to the house. Standing outside, looking at the gorgeous flowers, it seemed that I could smell the refreshing fragrance of flowers.

At this time, a few people walked out of the door, and the leader was a woman, wearing a navy blue cheongsam, inlaid with golden lace, and long sleeves to elbows. She was elegant and luxurious. Lu Zhixing's original wife, Lu Qiufeng's biological mother, Lu Gongshi.

The one behind him was wearing a pink cheongsam wrapped in a concave and convex figure, with a charming look. Lu Zhixing's second woman, the second concubine of the Lu family, and Bai Mudan, the courtesan of Paramount back then.

"Qiufeng, you're back." Lu Neshi held the silent hand. Although his words were accusations, he was obviously doting. "I didn't receive you at the dock. When your father received the news, he drove out to find you immediately."

"Mother, a classmate came back with me. I want to send her home first. I'm sorry, I've worried you." Silent lowered his eyes and said in a faint tone.

"It's good to come back." Lu Neishi glanced at her son who was already much taller than her. Her longing day and night was relieved. In this family, she finally had a support. Her eyes were not easy to detect and said to the butler behind her, "Afu, go and notify the master."

"Yes, madam." The housekeeper responded and walked away, not daring to delay for a moment.

A gust of wind blew, and a fragrance blew over the face. The corner of the silent mouth flashed across the hook. He raised his eyebrows slightly, "Second Aunt."

This claim made both women stunned.

After some suspicion, Lu Neishi was relieved. His son was different from before. He would not hold joy, anger, sorrow and happiness on his face. This was the greatest growth.

Bai Mudan looked at it with a deep meaning and was silent. She didn't know what she remembered, and the smile on her beautiful face became clear.

"Sister, Xiao Feng is really a talented person." Bai Mudan took out a handkerchief from her cuff and covered her mouth and laughed softly, and opened her red lips lightly. "I guess those families will start visiting them one after another when they hear the wind."

Lu Yanshi just nodded coldly on her face, but she thought about it secretly.

In the entire Shanghai, except for Xu Feng's company, there is no better match. When Lu Jingshi thinks about it, he feels confident that the daughter of the Xu family is similar to Qiu Feng's age. She took advantage of the dance in March to let the two of them chat face to face.

Walking into the lobby, I looked at the decorated carved railings and jade bricks in silence, and it was really magnificent.

Several maids dressed in uniform and braided with snacks and tea. Lu Gongshi held silent hands and asked about his life abroad.

Bai Mudan was leisurely eating melon seeds, but she left some attention to listening.

After a while, the sound of the car engine sounded outside the door. Lu Zhixing, who walked in, wore a long gown and walked in a little hurriedly, walked to the silent face and gave him a hug.

The father and son sat on the sofa, talking about the men's affairs in the misty tea fragrance, without any sensation, and they went straight to each other.

Lu Neshi and Bai Mudan stood up and left.

As time passed, Lu Zhixing's eyes gradually changed when he looked at his son. He also visited abroad last year. In just one year, the young man in front of him was not at all impetuous, but some were quiet and restrained.

"Qiufeng, do you have any suggestions for the Binjiang Pier two months later?"

Chen Si pursed the corners of his lips slightly, squinted his eyes, and flashed his guard. He frowned and looked embarrassed, "Father, it's hard to make a decision on this matter. You can show me the detailed information of those competitors, and the operation of the dock this year."

"Okay." I just mentioned it casually, and didn't expect Lu Qiufeng to say something. After all, he is a fresh graduate student and has not entered society yet, so he can't understand much.

However, looking at Lu Qiufeng's serious expression, Lu Zhixing, who had not really smiled for many years, smiled and patted his silent shoulder, feeling a little relieved.

After dinner, he stood silently in his room. The expensive blankets under his feet were very soft. There were three sets of living room, tea room and bedroom, decorated in European style. He opened the window and looked down, just facing the small lake, and could see all the beautiful scenery.

In the next few days, Chen Mo did not go out, but stayed in the room to read books, read the current situation, and began to become interested in the general who was known as the Rakshasa King in Shanghai.

On the sixth day of March, the home of Paramount Rong Si held a dance party at Huayu Hotel. Anyone who receives invitations must make time to attend no matter how busy they are. Even those British celebrities who stop here will give them enough face.

Chen Si changed into a newly cut suit, the top hat was pressed very low, and his eyes were almost impossible to see clearly, leaving only beautiful lines and beautiful lips.

There were cars parked at the entrance of the hotel, and the waiters in front of the door were busy receiving them. Guests in various suits walked in with their female companions in their arms.

Silent handed over the invitation in his hand. The waiter looked at it and bent over and made a gesture, "Young Master Lu Qiufeng from Lu's family is here."

With this shout, all kinds of curious eyes were on the handsome young man in a white suit and tie walking in. Unfortunately, the shadows on the top hat blocked the part they wanted to see.

The whole hall was filled with brilliance, and the intersecting colors of expensive and erotic wine and the crystal lamp above the head reflected in the goblet.

The famous and beautiful lady, the rich young man, and the well-known young generation in Shanghai are all here.

Chen Si picked up a glass of red wine and looked for a corner away from the lively central location. A pair of red leather shoes broke into the sight, without nylon socks, revealing her white and tender insteps. Chen Si raised his eyes.

The woman has an overly charming face. Her fingers covered with red Danke hold a glass of wine, and there is an attractive lipstick mark on the edge of the cup. She lazily clamped a cigarette roll on her other hand. She took a sip at the charming red lips, spitting out smoke rings casually. Her figure was graceful, her squid hair shawl slightly loose, and her snow-white thighs were faintly visible under the bright red collar cheongsam.

"Mr. Lu, have a drink to enjoy your face?" He stared at the young man in front of him with a cluster of smiles. His eyes stopped on the cinnabar mole at the corner of the young man's eyes. The smoke in the woman's hand was filled with smoke, and his expression was blurred for a moment.

Chen Si glanced at him indifferently, shook his glass, raised his head and took a sip of the wine, and the slightly astringent smell filled his throat.

"General Lin Jian, Bai Lin is here."

With a shout, all the sounds in the hall came to an abrupt end and everyone retreated to both sides.

The leather shoes made a sound of towers when they stepped on the smooth marble floor. The man was wearing a rigorous military uniform, and the copper epaulette on his shoulders cast light. His cold and hard facial features became more and more cold. His strong and straight figure was eye-catching, but he was afraid of his deep eyes as deep as cold jade.
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