After getting into trouble with a wealthy family, the scheming uncle forced him to get married step

"... Take it out quickly and see, what's the number?"

Sangzhi spread the paper sign in his hand.

Unfortunately.

That's number nine.

"Tsk..."

Ye Jialan raised his eyebrows.

"Zhizhi, isn't this the only one left to sign?"

Ye Jialan couldn't stop laughing, and she suddenly stretched out her hand to wipe it out of the box out of curiosity.

The box was empty.

Nothing can be touched.

"Okay...it turns out that bad guy Carl...really gave me the last one. He didn't even prepare yours."

Ye Jialan laughed.

"It's really cunning. He deliberately left us until the end..."

Ye Jialan said angrily.

"Zhizhi, are you going to dance with Karl? Karl's dancing skills are great, don't be afraid. If you dance with him, you will get started quickly..."

Ye Jialan looked at her and whispered.

Sangzhi curled his lips.Shaking his head slightly, "It's just right, I don't want to dance yet. This saves the money..."

"But what you got in your hand is number 9 for the opening dance. This guy Carl is really unreliable..."

Ye Jialan complained.

"I believe everyone has got their own number. Now I will read the number. Those who got the same number will consciously stand together."

Karl picked up the phone and spoke calmly.

"number 1……"

"number 2……"

"Where is lady sir No. 2?"

"number 3……"

Sangzhi originally thought that Karl would not be able to pronounce number nine.

After all, Karl holds No. 9.

Carl certainly wouldn't dance with her either.

As for the opening dance... Carl may ask someone else to do it privately.

"number 9……"

After all, it was the opening dance number.

As soon as Carl read out the number 9, everyone looked at each other to see who was holding the number 9.

"Where is the lady on No. 9?" Karl said, looking inadvertently towards Ye Jialan and the others.

Ye Jialan's mouth twitched fiercely, feeling helpless: "Did this guy do it on purpose?"

"Didn't anyone get it on the 9th? Madam, where are you two?"

Karl curved his lips and smiled at Ye Jialan.

Ye Jialan: "..."

"Zhizhi, admit it quickly, or I will suffer." Ye Jialan gently pulled Sangzhi's arm.

The mulberry branches were silent.

She smiled awkwardly, raised her hand weakly, and looked at Karl with an embarrassed look: "Number 9 is in my hand."

Sangzhi shook the note in his hand.

Karl's mouth suddenly dropped.

"...Okay, congratulations to this young and beautiful lady for getting No. [-]. So where is the gentleman who got No. [-] now?

Who on earth has the opportunity to dance with a beautiful young lady? "

Karl seemed to be watching a good show, and he raised his eyebrows at Ye Jialan, as if provoking.

"This Karl! I'm so angry!"

Ye Jialan gritted his teeth and stared at him.

But in Karl's eyes, it was very useful.

"Where is Mr. No. [-]?"

Just when everyone was confused.

A man's deep and cold voice suddenly sounded at the door of the ballroom.

"Nine is here with me."

The man speaks pure and fluent English.

Everyone looked at him.Looking at the tall and slender man wearing a mask at the door, he raised his right hand slightly.

A small note was held between his long and distinct fingertips.

His extraordinary cool temperament quickly attracted everyone's attention.

The fierce and natural aura stunned everyone.

Sang Zhi was slightly stunned, and his eyes fell on the man at the door.

Although the lights in the garden were dim just now and he couldn't see clearly at all, Sang Zhi recognized the man at a glance as the man in the wheelchair...

Moreover, the man was accompanied by the woman.

Sang Zhi couldn't help but widen her eyes, and her gaze fell on his legs inadvertently.

"..."

This man's legs...are they okay?

Sangzhi twitched his lips.

"It turns out to be Elvis! It turns out No. 9 is at your place. Congratulations."

Karl smiled slightly, his eyebrows deep.

"Since Elvis you got the number nine, congratulations on dancing with this young and beautiful lady. I wish you all a wonderful night tonight."

"Looking forward to the opening dance brought by you two handsome men and beautiful women." Karl curled his lips slightly, his eyes even more playful.

The corners of Sangzhi's mouth twitched slightly: "..."

Ye Jialan curled her lips and snorted coldly, "This guy Karl is still making sarcastic remarks here."

"However, Zhizhi... it seems that this gentleman is deliberately helping you out. I think what he is holding is just a blank note."

Ye Jialan leaned close to her ear and murmured in a low voice.

Sang Zhi was slightly stunned.

rescue?

give her?

No way……

Sangzhi obviously didn't believe it.

After all... there is no reason?

Sangzhi raised his eyes and looked at the man called "Elvis".

She noticed that the man called "Elvis" also looked towards her.

"..."

Sang Zhi's heart tightened and she subconsciously clenched her hands.

baffling……

Sangzhi pursed her lips.

Those deep and dark eyes really frightened her...

It was very similar to the feeling Zhuo Yijing gave her.

"The following is No. 10..." Karl was still talking in the center of the stage.

"number 10……"

"number 11……"

Soon, everyone in the ballroom found their corresponding dance partners.

And everyone else stood together one after another.

Karl said something again.

Then Sangzhi heard soothing music.

suddenly.

The lights in the ballroom suddenly went out.

Wait until it lights up again in the ballroom.

The lights were all focused on Sangzhi just as they were all focused on Karl.

Sangzhi suddenly became the focus of the entire ballroom.

She pulled her lips awkwardly.

When she raised her eyes, she saw the man staring at her, his eyes dark and deep.

Sangzhi looked at him.

There is still an inexplicable feeling in my heart.

Weird feeling.

Sang Zhi pinched his palms.

When she raised her eyes to look at the man again, she saw him slowly walking towards her...