Chapter 217 The Opening Song of the Dance, Golden Night Glaze!

At the beginning of the night, the night is charming, and the colorful and huge "whale" called the Pearl of the Night is swimming peacefully on the vast Pacific Ocean.

The pearl of the night under the crescent moon, even if there is no party held on the open-air deck, is still enveloped in the atmosphere of enjoying the night.

At this moment, on the first floor of the ship, the deep red carpet of the magnificent ball hall is like roses and blood, the skirts of gorgeous clothes, the beauties with red wine, and even every bit of the air filled with perfume are showing off!

This is the top palace!

The uppers of Berruti's shoes under the straight trousers reflected the crystal chandelier above his head. The gold collar in Henry Paul's pure black suit supported the pure white shirt collar, reflecting the erectness of their owner.

However, at this moment, neither Berruti nor Henry Paul were obviously able to provide even a little warmth to their owners, even though they were not used to keep warm in the first place...

Looking at Si Ai holding hands with him, the majestic old man with a silver beard and a cane inlaid with red crystals...

behind.

The corners of Fangran's mouth twitched, and his eyes were filled with an incredible look of shock.

Her long silver-gray hair was tied up into a prom hairstyle, her legs were straight and perfect wearing silver high-heeled shoes under a bright silver evening dress, tortoiseshell glasses, and pale shoulders that looked a little thin. She sat quietly in the corner of the banquet and pursed her lips silently. The girl who was observing the crowd while drinking cocktails suddenly turned into a beautiful woman standing in the water.

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

Seeing Monica appear here, standing obediently behind the old man, glancing at him and then quickly lowering her head, not daring to look at Fangran, a terrifying guess appeared in Fangran's mind uncontrollably. .

He suddenly understood why he was invited, but now Fangran refused to admit it and tried his best to hint that he should not guess in that direction.

The old man who had shaken hands with Si Ai looked over with majestic eyes, leaning on a ruby ​​cane, staring at Fang Ran as if he was looking up and down.

The majestic aura of the extremely mysterious, silver-bearded old man in a high position, who had an unknown amount of wealth, immediately calmed Fangran.

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

Scanning Fangran's whole body with a slight scrutiny from beginning to end, he seemed to be quite satisfied with his clothing and appearance. He showed a reluctant look in his eyes, letting Fangran go and looked away.

Fangran suddenly felt as if he had received amnesty.

"It's a nice night. Welcome, young people from China."

The old man spoke slowly, his voice low and heavy. The light or even emotionless voice could make people feel flattered. After all, for most people, being welcomed by this person in person was already an honor.

But now Fangran was even more nervous when she heard him speak, thinking desperately in her heart.

Calm, calm, calm, it may not be what you guess, it may not be what you guess, it may not be what you guess....

"Introduction, this is my granddaughter, Monica O'Brien. "

Fangran: "......"

At that moment, Fangran understood a truth. If you go out to mess around, you will always have to pay back.

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

"Students, you must be a person who abides by moral standards, otherwise you will be punished one day."

puff!

Sorry, teacher! I am ashamed of your teachings!

I shouldn't tease others for information. I was wrong. I have been punished!

Fangran felt that his whole body was twitching uncontrollably, and he had a bitter urge to cry.

Looking at Si Ai and Fang Ran, Monica raised her skirt slightly and did a lady's meeting etiquette.

"Hello, pretty lady."

Si Ai smiled and bowed to Monica, like a perfect gentleman. Fang Ran also lost his virginity in his eyes. Yes, he imitated Si Ai's movements while losing his virginity.

Fangran was trembling all over, and the expression on his face felt like he could no longer hold back. He completely admitted his guess and understood why he was invited.

Bastard, you molested someone's granddaughter... How could you ask someone to turn a blind eye and let you go?

Fangran thought to himself, covering his face, but the smile on his face made him look particularly vicissitudes of life.

Fangran had already expected that his evasion of fare to get on the ship would be discovered. He was not sure how much trouble would come against him. He was waiting for him to reveal his flaws and immediately locked him up in the dark room...

"Mr. Si Ai, this is the first time Monica has come to this kind of social occasion. During the dance, she hopes you can be her dance partner."

Old man O'Brien leaned on a ruby ​​cane that was a little small for him and said to Si Ai with a smile.

"It's my pleasure, MissMonica."

Si Ai chuckled, then stretched out his hand, and Monica put her hand on it a little carefully.

Fangran was slightly lost in thought, looking at this scene with downcast eyes, and breathed a sigh of relief.

Maybe I was overly worried. She was the granddaughter of the owner of the Pearl of the Night. After all, it wasn't the worst guess.

"Well, Hansen, the time is almost up, let's prepare the first song to kick off the dance."

"yes."

After hearing Old Man O'Brien's instructions, the old man who had led Fangran as the housekeeper immediately responded, bowed down, and went to find the person in charge of the band to explain.

"Enjoy the night."

After saying that, Old O'Brien nodded to Monica, and then walked in the other direction with several bodyguards in black beside him.

"It's almost time, the dance is about to start. Beautiful Miss Monica, how about we go over there and have a chat?"

Si Ai smiled politely at Monica, not looking like a wild boy just now.

"Um."

Monica nodded, then walked in the other direction as she wanted to look but seemed afraid to look at Fangran.

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

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

"..."

"...Brother Ai, your illusion."

"You were silent just now..."

"No, Brother Ai, it's your illusion."

Si Ai looked at Fangran speechlessly, feeling that this scene had happened last time.

"Brother Ran, where is your dance partner?"

"I don't have a dance partner. I'm already planning to find a corner to lie down..."

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

"There is no dancing at the party. It is very rude and embarrassing to be alone without a partner."

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

Fangran nodded confidently, with a confidence that was lost in the crowd.

"Okay then, let me take the first step..."

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

"Wululu Lu... finally got over it."

Fangran rubbed his stiff facial muscles with a wry smile, remembering O'Brien's oppressive aura just now, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked around warily, and quickly picked up another one from the nearest table with tower-shaped wine glasses... Bah, a cup of carrots... Bah! Got another glass of red wine.

Then when Fangran reached the edge of the hall, in the corner of the hall, the band suddenly stopped. Then the leader holding the baton knocked on the shelf holding the music scores.

The strings begin to play and the violins harmonize!

Various classical and elegant musical instruments produced their timbres and tones that are difficult for ordinary people to control, and a high-pitched waltz slowly sounded!

The dance begins!

As if they had received the signal, all the guests who were holding wine glasses and talking and laughing in the hall stopped talking, smiled at each other, some shrugged, and then dispersed outside, leaving a circle in the hall in tacit agreement. shaped venue.

A team of housekeepers immediately dispatched, neatly and orderly lifting the crimson carpet ring in the center, revealing the bright Yasuli tile floor below.

All the guests stood on the carpet outside with smiles. As the music played soothingly and high, pairs of gentlemen in suits and ties holding beauties in evening dresses and high heels walked onto the dance floor.

Perhaps it was because they came from the Magic City. Nearly one-third of the people at the dance were Chinese. From time to time, they could be seen holding the hands of their dance partners, walking into the middle of the dance floor, and dancing gracefully.

Fangran's eyes were in a trance, and the prosperity and brilliance of the world unfolded before his eyes for the first time.

Under the brilliant lights, all the high-spirited music became the background, the band in black dress, and the harmonious instruments.

Under the golden glazed chandelier surrounded by seven crystal chandeliers and surrounded by stars and the moon, those people who once could not imagine themselves were shrouded in the golden light and showed elegant smiles. Beside the tall and straight men, the skirts of the ladies rotated into each other. ring.

The music marches and the dance is magnificent!

More and more people entered the dance floor, smiling gently at their partners or extending their hands to invite the ladies who were happy to accept the invitation.

Unconsciously, Fangran was the only person left on the carpet at the edge of the Yasuli tile floor!

By the time Fangran reacted, it was already too late. Not only him, but even Ji Lingyan never expected it!

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

Under the brilliant light of the golden glazed chandelier, it seemed that the gap between the two worlds stung him and made him unable to open his eyes.

In the innermost circle of the dance floor, Si Ai was holding Monica's hand in dancing. The eldest lady was in a trance, and Monica's dance steps were impeccable. However, from the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Fang Ran standing alone outside the dance floor, and he frowned in worry.

‘Why is little brother Ran still standing there? ’

Si Ai saw that everyone had just found their dance partners and entered the stage to dance, and suddenly he frowned inwardly!

The number of people is wrong!

Even if this is a big scene that requires everyone to dance together, there is no chance that there will be no one there, leaving little brother Ran 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 had been invited and entered the dance floor!

Without a dance partner, he could only stand awkwardly outside the venue. Si Ai had already heard many people's soft and mocking comments as he passed by!

What's more serious is that now O'Brien, the North American asset overlord and the mysterious owner of the Pearl of the Night, appears for the first time at the dance, standing alone outside the venue. This is a slap in the face for the clear representative of the upper class society!

Ran brother....

Si Ai frowned a little worriedly, but in the direction of the main seat of the ball hall, O'Brien was sitting on the sofa with a cane and an expressionless expression.

At the edge of the ball, it was empty except for the waiter, and only Fangran was standing on the carpet. Fangran looked at the scene where he was the only one left, and nervously tightened his hands. He could vaguely, no, clearly see the dancing crowd. From time to time, he could see Look at yourself funny and look at the excitement.

A drop of sweat slipped silently from Fangran's forehead. He clenched his right hand tightly and held the [Fantasy Card] in his pocket with his left hand, listening to the chuckles that came from time to time.

"well...."

In the end, Fangran sighed and gave up on using the [Fantasy Card] to enter the venue without being able to explain where the dance partner came from.

Forget it, I'm not from this world anyway, so feel free to lose face. Anyway, I'm about to get off the ship. This uncomfortable and embarrassing atmosphere should be regarded as the price for teasing that girl.

Ignoring the various looks from the center of the dance floor that looked at the clown, were puzzled, and curious about what would happen next, Fangran gently put down the glass of red wine and planned to step aside.

Seeing Fangran's movements, many of the men dancing with their partners shook their heads and laughed with contempt. The ladies also looked away and lost interest in this initially curious young man.

Seeing that the young man was finally planning to retreat in despair, O'Brien finally curled up his lips and looked away.

But!

at this time!

Everyone felt as if the huge golden glazed chandelier above their heads was in a trance!

Light and darkness are divided, sight is scattered!

Fangran felt that the optical fiber in front of him suddenly became stronger, and then he saw the figure clearly. He entered the scene with such a strong and uncaring, careless, and unreasonable method, and his pupils were incredibly dilated!

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

Her long light golden hair was tied up with a jewel-encrusted hair ornament on the side. Wearing an evening dress and high heels, she seemed to be much taller than usual. All the light became her background, her face was elegant and delicate, and she closed her eyes Her eyes are quiet and beautiful, like the legendary golden fairy in picture books.

Fangran had lived for twenty years, and felt that this might be the first time he saw an angel appear from the golden light.

But he was somewhat familiar with it, just like when he first met him, he made an agreement with this person, and then the door to the night battle world suddenly opened to him!

The music stopped a little, and there were low exclamations on the dance floor!

Before everyone was shocked at how she appeared, countless gentlemen were shocked to see that figure, and countless ladies were driven crazy with envy and jealousy!

With a delicate and quiet face, and her eyes still closed, she raised her slender arms that were usually hidden in her long sleeves, and gently pinched the hem of her golden glazed skirt. Her movements were perfect, and her voice was clear and cold, but everyone in the audience seemed to be able to hear it. Especially Fang Ran, who was standing in front of her, could hear the condescension of a queen hidden in the crispness of her words.

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

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