Chapter 5: The Man with a Poisonous Tongue
In the extremely luxurious living room, Gong Jing sat lazily on a dark red sofa, putting down the magazine in his hand, a hint of impatience flashing across his handsome face. Behind him, the sound of high heels echoed from the stairs, he furrowed his brow and turned his head, a flash of stunning beauty crossing his eyes.
The little woman in front of me has shed her previous student image, and has acquired the charm of a young lady. Her black hair is combed to one side at an angle, and her willow-leaf-shaped eyebrows are slender and delicate.
The sea and the long eyelashes occasionally intersect, and a hint of shyness flows out from those big eyes that seem to be able to talk. The beautiful face with light makeup is lovely and moving. The off-the-shoulder crimson short dress with a starry sky-like sparkle outlines her slender and delicate figure. The semi-transparent design at the neckline and shoulders adds a few strands of sexiness, and the stunning necklace on her neck sets off her noble temperament. She walks slowly down the stairs, like a born princess.
She felt the scorching gaze from not far away, and Yun Xiang suddenly met Gong Jing Sheng's scrutinizing eyes. Her heart tightened abruptly. This mixed-blood man had eyes that were too deep and enchanting, as if one glance could suck a person's soul in. She had never thought that a man could be so handsome. His angular face was softened by the light, his high nose bridge, slightly opened lips, and the subtle curve of his mouth made people easily read out this man's arrogance. A black gentleman suit fit perfectly on his straight figure, the red tie combining depth and sunshine, exuding an elegant air like a prince.
"Want to have a race with the tortoise at your walking speed?" Gong Jing Sheng said coldly, and Yin Xiang immediately regretted describing him as "prince".
Quickening her pace, Yin Xiang walked up to Gong Jing Sheng and said displeased: "Can't blame me for walking slowly, it's because of these high heels."
"Let's go quickly." With a big hand grasping Yin Xiang's, Gong Jing Sheng took the lead with large strides, while Yin Xiang followed behind, her face red, and started to run lightly...
It was night, the neon lights of the luxurious hotel flickered like a dream. The golden and magnificent banquet hall, when the waiter pushed open the door for Gong Jing Sheng and Yin Xiang, the eyes of several hundred people in the hall shone on them like spotlights, the magnesium lamp flashing incessantly. Never having seen such an array, Yin Xiang nervously swallowed her saliva, her hand unconsciously tightening around Gong Jing Sheng's cool large hand.
Gong Jing Sheng slightly lowered his eyelids, gazing at the stiff expression of Yin Xiang, then turned around, pulled out the hand that was holding hers, and wrapped it around her fragrant shoulder to lead her forward. In a sensual voice, he whispered in her ear: "Don't be nervous, as long as you're by my side, everything will be fine."
Perhaps in a banquet hall of several hundred people, Gong Jing Sheng was the only one she knew, so his words reassured Yin Xiang, and she nodded with a faint smile.
"Is she the Holy Bride?"
