Chapter 120 The Owner of the Village and Her Petite Wife with Different Appearances [42]

Ling Jianming raised his head, and according to the assembly line, everyone began to take it in order.

After a round of poems was over, everyone was still in the mood and was about to continue to start when a gentle voice suddenly came.

"Didn't you say Prime Minister Gu will come? Why hasn't Prime Minister Gu come after the round of poems is over?"

When everyone heard the sound, they turned to look at Shen Zhiying who was talking.

Shen Zhiying's demeanor was generous, her head bowed slightly, and her face was very calm, as if the query just now was really curious.

Hearing this, Ling Jianming was stunned for a while, then said, "Prime Minister Gu has already agreed to my invitation, but I don't know when it will come."

"Prime Minister Gu is here—"

As soon as Ling Jianming finished speaking, a servant walked in and made a low report.

When everyone heard the words, they subconsciously turned their heads to look at the door, and got up one after another.

A fair and slender jade hand stretched out and gently brushed open the curtain.

A fair and delicate face was exposed, and the eyes were dark and long, beautiful, cold and elegant.

Long eyelashes covered half of his eyes, pitch black as ink, cold and indifferent, he gently raised his eyes and looked at them calmly.

The young man standing in front of the door was tall and slender, with a cold and elegant posture, raising his eyes with indifference.

His tone was flat, "Jin Yan is late, please forgive me."

Everyone in the hall was fascinated, and Prime Minister Gu's number one Fenghua Jiyue in the capital was no joke.

Both men and women gathered here are all talented and talented women in the capital. Women like men who are talented and powerful. If it is said that their head is the well-known Prime Minister Gu.

The girls were so fascinated that they couldn't move their eyes when they fell on Gu Jinyan's body, and that posture felt like they were clinging to him.

Ling Jianming was the first to come back to his senses. He suddenly woke up with joy in his eyes and walked away, "Prime Minister Gu, you are here!"

Gu Jinyan nodded indifferently, "En."

"Come on, please sit here."

Ling Jianming made a gesture, asking Gu Jinyan to come over.

Gu Jinyan walked towards the room with a calm expression.

The poem Solitaire began again, this time with a woman next to Ling Jianming.

With the arrival of Gu Jinyan, all the women present were shocked and began to cheer up, all of them were full of energy. Everyone wants to show their best side in front of Gu Jinyan.

Maybe it will also be favored by Prime Minister Gu! !

A round of Solitaire came down, and the patterns were endless, which was much more interesting than the first Solitaire just now.

Many women came up with many excellent poems, which attracted the attention and applause of several other men present.

The last one was Shen Zhiying, one of the few talented women in the capital.

Everyone's eyes fell on her, staring at each one with anticipation in their eyes.

After all, she is a talented woman, and her poems are definitely not bad.

Not living up to their expectations, Shen Zhiying's poems are really excellent.

There was warm applause in the hall, all of which were recognition and appreciation for Shen Zhiying.

Shen Zhiying, who was surrounded by everyone, was humble on the face, but in fact, she had already laughed complacently in her heart.

A group of ignorant scumbags became so excited after only two sentences of this kind of poem.

She looked at Gu Jinyan who was sipping tea in front of her, her apricot eyes full of obsession.

Such an outstanding and calm person is her Shen Zhiying's true son!

other people……

Shen Zhiying's eyes were full of disdain, she was extremely vulgar, she only knew how to show off, how could she compare with Gu Cheng. No one in the entire capital could be worthy of her except Prime Minister Gu.