In early spring, the situation became a little tense.
The Fengtian warlords had recovered from the last Zhili-Fengtian war in mid-October and began to prepare for action.
Facing the expansion of Shanghai's foreign relations, the Guangzhou Kuomintang gradually became restless.
But this delicate situation does not seem to affect the singing and dancing among the rich and powerful in Shanghai, as well as the day-to-day revelry.
Ever since Zhao Yiran left Shanghai, Hua Ting has never set foot in Paramount.
However, as she was about to go home after leaving the casino, she suddenly wanted to visit Paramount.
What would Paramount be like without Zhao Yiran?
However, the Paramount Hall was not as cold as she imagined.
The guests drank when they should and chatted when they should.
It seemed that there was no difference because of Zhao Yiran's departure.
What should Paramount be like?
That's what it looks like now.
When Hua Ting entered the scene, she took off the woolen jacket she was wearing and handed it to the door attendant.
Then she wore a shirt with exposed arms, a high collar and lotus leaves, and her waist was tied into slim-fitting black trousers. , wearing a pair of flat leather boots.
She already has a slender figure, and she is so handsome in a shirt and trousers that you can't take your eyes away, but the lotus leaf edge on the neckline and the wrapped black ribbon add an extra touch of femininity.
Her whole body is wrapped so tightly that only two slender legs are exposed.
The jade arms with delicate and plump skin have an alluring sex appeal in every gesture.
Such a contradictory and neutral temperament made her unsurprisingly the focus of the audience.
In the center of the high ceiling of the Paramount Hall, a huge glass chandelier reflected the colorful lights of the place.
Celebrities from all walks of life were laughing and raising their glasses and chatting happily.
Hua Ting immediately spotted Jian Yi next to the VIP seat.
This guy seemed a little tired from socializing, so he brought a Japanese officer to sit beside him.
This Japanese officer must be in his fifties.
Although he is no longer young, his back is straight and his face is resolute.
He looks like a soldier who has been fighting for many years.
Hua Ting didn't bother to greet Jian Yi, so she pretended not to know him and sat down in a private seat not far from him.
Jian Yi held a glass of champagne in her hand, looking at Hua Ting's profile not far away, and swung the liquid in the glass towards her with a smile.
He was still wearing a well-tailored dark suit today, with one leg raised casually, and his clean and slender fingers holding a transparent goblet.
He looked like a rich second generation with a luxurious temperament.
Hua Ting turned her eyes and saw Chen Shu, who was sitting in Cai Bingrong's seat.
Why do people nowadays like to come to Paramount when doing business?
From the moment Hua Ting entered the scene, Chen Shu's eyes never left her.
Perhaps the person involved didn't know that the temperament in her bones was like fine wine, bringing a drunken blur and becoming more mellow.
Chen Shu looked at her with deeper and deeper eyes, which should not appear on his cold and indifferent face.
The music on the dance floor changed its tune, and the prelude of a drunken rose beautifully opened.
The deep voice in the charming dance tune was not as colorless as Hua Ting imagined.
She suddenly felt a little sad.
Without Zhao Yiran, Paramount was still the same as it was originally, without any change.
In the blurred light, she couldn't clearly see Chen Shu's expression across from her.
She could only see his eyes looking through the crowd and staring directly at her.
Hua Ting also saw an indescribable affection in those eyes, so she turned her head away from looking at him.
The coquettish dance music continued, and Hua Ting was stunned for a while.
She recalled Chen Shu holding her and dancing that day and came back to her senses.
The man was already standing in front of her.
"Can you dance with me?"
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Hua Ting took a sip of champagne and said with a leisurely look, "Did Gang Leader Chen not see my husband over there?"
Chen Shu followed her line of sight and softly said, "Let's dance.
I think Mr.
Jian won't mind."
"But I mind."
The movement on Jian Yi's side seemed to become more lively.
Hua Ting looked for the sound and found that there was another person on the red leather double sofa chair where he was sitting, and she was a woman.
She was a very special person.
A familiar looking woman.
Oh, it turned out to be Shi Yinai, a popular movie star in Shanghai.
Shi Yinai originally made his debut singing in Cantonese opera, and a combination with a woman named He Qingqing, a beautiful actress, and a handsome young boy who pretended to be a phoenix and a virtual phoenix, happened to catch everyone's fancy, and he became famous and became famous for a while.
Hong Kong and Guangdong areas.
But now that Cantonese opera is declining, movies, a rare thing, are gradually entering everyone's attention.
Jian Yi has also changed his path and invested in movies across industries.
But what surprised Hua Ting was that Jian Yi rarely had any female friends in Shanghai.
Apart from her and Chen Jing, there was almost no third woman around Jian Yi; but he was working hard for her today.
The Japanese officer, who was already in his fifties, introduced Shi Yin'ai next to him.
He held up a glass of wine and looked playful and chatty, as if he was acting as a middleman.
Hua Ting was curious, when did he know Shi Yin'ai so well?
of "The popular movie star Shi Yin'ai seems to be very familiar with Jian Yi," Chen Shu rarely gossiped.
"We have met him more than once at Paramount."
"That's right."
Hua Ting said with a chuckle.
Shi Yin Ai always loves to smile when he is around Jian Yi, with shallow smiles on his cheeks, lying happily, and occasionally revealing a childish little tiger tooth.
He is different from those vulgar and pink female stars.
Shi Yin'ai's playful appearance is not annoying, but also extremely lovable.
Hua Ting suddenly stood up, straightened out her wrinkled clothes, raised her head to look at the sharp-browed and starry-eyed face and said, "Didn't you talk about dancing?"
Chen Shu was stunned for a moment and stretched out his hand.
Hua Ting put a hand on his shoulder and made a tango posture.
She hooked her long legs lightly and took gorgeous dance steps.
She raised her thigh slightly, touched his leg lightly, and then leaned out seductively.
When she turned her head, her bangs moved slightly, and her elegant chin was raised, giving birth to an inviolable dignity.
I really go to these kinds of romantic places a lot, and I have learned a few kinds of dances.
But Chen Shu was different.
He seemed relatively unfamiliar with tango, and his body movements were constantly being driven by Hua Ting and he was beating stiffly.
Turning around, Hua Ting glanced lightly at Jian Yi, who was on the side, and met his eyes.
Hua Ting narrowed her eyes and smiled, then turned away briskly.
Although she was dancing in such a seductive manner, her expression was cold and restrained.
The strong contrast gave rise to an ascetic posture, which made people want to explore deeply.
Chen Shu's eyes changed slightly when he looked at her, and his thoughts seemed to have wandered far away.
He tightened his hands, set her to passive, and led her all the way to the back of the stage.
"What do you want, Gang Leader Chen?"
Hua Ting looked at him with slightly raised eyebrows.
Chen Shu's face was just a finger's width away from her, her heroic and charming face reflected in his pupils, and his warm breath lightly tapped on the tip of her nose.
In such an ambiguous distance, Chen Shu could still see the sarcasm in Hua Ting's eyes.
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He narrowed his eyes, slowly moved down to the corners of her warm lips, closed his eyes, and covered hers with a pair of cold lips.
Hua Ting frowned slightly and tried to push him away.
But Chen Shu put a hand on the back of her head, kissed her lips, and said in a low voice: "Do you and him often do this?"
Hua Ting's heart seemed to be stabbed hard.
Chen Shu's frivolous fingertips traveled from the back of her head to her shoulders and neck, and then gently traced her chest.
Then he went all the way down, holding the cold left hand with a 20-carat diamond ring on it, and said, "You Do you often do this with him?"
Hua Ting looked at him stiffly, took a step back slightly, and kept some distance from him, but her tone was still as stubborn and assertive as before, "What does it have to do with you, Gang Leader Chen?"
The amber eyes were full of indifference, and the hoarse voice was sad and straightforward, "Come back to me, Hua Ting."
"I told you," she looked back at him coldly, "impossible."
The relationship between her and Chen Shu always seemed to be like this, like a pot of boiling and cold water, silent most of the time, boiling occasionally, and then falling into endless silence.
"You still refuse to forgive me."
Chen Shu's slightly chaotic breath contained some hesitation and uncertainty.
"Of course."
Hua Ting's eyes were unscrupulous and loving, and her smile was pure, clean and full of determination.
Chen Shu's lower lip was bitten until it turned white, but his face was dull.
Even though he endured it until his eyes turned red and his chest trembled, he still couldn't utter a single word.
Hua Ting stubbornly raised her chin and stared at him motionlessly.
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