My little country wife whom I haven't seen for eight years has come to join the army

The guesthouse was not far from the state-owned hotel. Li Ming cautiously probed Zhou Ruoyu, "Chen Man's personality has obviously been distorted. She's very competitive and will not tolerate any loss. You, haven't been wronged?"

Liang Meimei, who arrived shortly after, was full of gossip: "Xiaoyu, your man is really good. He only flirts with young girls."

Seeing Zhou Ruoyu and Li Ming both looking at her with doubt, she rolled her eyes and racked her brains for words that were relatively acceptable: "Look, he was already 24 when you were 18, and he had his child when he was 19. Now he's out here, and he's bewitched the daughter of the Chen family. It's hard to say whether he's even 20 years old."

Li Ming is a person with a strong sense of boundaries. He winked at Liang Meimei frantically: "Sister Mei, I borrowed our camera. Why don't we try it first?"

"Hey, what's the rush? I was just praising his manliness!"

...Is this how you praise people in your village?

Liang Meimei smiled and rolled her eyes at Li Ming, "When I was hurt by a man, you were all eating shit.

From the day I met Xiaoyu, I felt she was a sensible person. She must know her own man better than we do."

She mentioned her past jokingly, and Li Ming's eyelashes trembled slightly.

He pulled out a camera from his bag and said to Zhou Ruoyu and Liang Meimei, "Come on, sisters! Sadness and sorrow are all in the past. Let's move on and be awesome!"

Liang Meimei has a great sense of camera and immediately showed her most charming smile and put her arm around Zhou Ruoyu.

Zhou Ruoyu also felt bad. Although she didn't lose to Chen Man, she always felt that the girl was going to take her away sooner or later.

So the two people captured in Li Ming's camera had one with the corners of his mouth raised, and the other with the corners of his lips pressed down, two very distinct expressions. Later, this photo was hung in the Qihang office for decades.

After trying the camera, it was time for Li Ming to feel embarrassed. Liang Meimei had to wear underwear for the audition.

Zhou Ruoyu took out her suitcase; she had come prepared. She pulled out a light, white, gauze gown and showed it to Li Ming, winking. "Don't be so impure," she said. "There's a layer over your underwear, okay?"

Li Ming's face immediately turned red: "When have I ever been impure? Really."

"Okay, you're pure. Meijie is going to change her underwear, please step aside first, and I'll call you when she's done!"

Zhou Ruoyu curled her lips and decided to just see through it without exposing it.

The first set of underwear is pure black lace, which is elegant and sexy. It is even more beautiful with Liang Meimei's fair skin and graceful figure under her white gauze gown.

She called Li Ming twice but no one answered. She turned around and found that the man who said that his thoughts were pure was wiping his nosebleed with his back turned.

Li Ming's photography skills are indeed impeccable. Later, he changed into several sets of underwear in different styles, and the ways of displaying them were also different, but without exception, they were all extremely beautiful.

"I predict that once the photos of Meijie's underwear series are posted, the underwear will definitely sell well. I have already ordered 100 sets of the underwear that Meijie tried on today from Director Lin."

Zhou Ruoyu held her chin with a smile. In the next few decades, the easiest way to make money was from women. Clothes, bags, shoes, cosmetics, beauty salons... There were many people who got rich from this.

So at this moment she could even smell the stench of money, and big solidarity pictures were dancing in front of her.

The waiter knocked on the door and said, "Comrade Zhou, someone has sent you an invitation to attend the social dance party hosted by the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs tonight."

An exquisitely crafted invitation was handed to Zhou Ruoyu:

Dear Ms. Zhou:

We are excited to invite you and your family to join us for our Mid-Autumn Festival Chinese and Foreign Masquerade Ball. Come and dance!

The signature was stamped with the red seals of the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, and she was quite familiar with the name of the inviter: Gu Qiongfang

"Invite me? What does that mean?" Zhou Ruoyu muttered to herself.

The waiter smiled politely, "Comrade Zhou, Mrs. Chen said you can bring any number of friends along. She's already contacted the security department."

Zhou Ruoyu could only smile in response, a little confused. Didn't she say she was going to Ningcheng to look for her relatives today? Why didn't she leave? Was it because of this important dance? How did she know I was in the capital, and why did she invite me?

Don't hit a smiling person. Mr. and Mrs. Chen Ce have always been showing goodwill to her, and she has no reason to refuse this invitation.

"Li Ming, Meijie, why don't we go together?"

The dance was at seven o'clock in the evening, and it was already past six o'clock when they finished packing. Fortunately, Li Ming had a company bus that he could use for private purposes, and they arrived at the dance quickly.

The admission ticket was an invitation card signed by Gu Qiongfang. Because it was a masquerade ball, the waiter gave each guest a mask to wear from the moment they entered.

Despite the country's relatively difficult period, the upper class was still very respectable, and the entire ball scene was beautifully decorated, both in terms of lighting and sound. In particular, a piano imported from Germany was placed in a corner of the dance floor.

The host was from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. He opened the event in both Chinese and English and introduced several distinguished guests one by one, including Chen Ce and his wife.

Of course, the VIPs didn't need to wear masks. Through the mask, Zhou Ruoyu saw Gu Qiongfang, who was wearing light makeup, holding Chen Ce's arm and looking at everyone with a smile. She was both beautiful and decent.

Zhou Ruoyu's heart softened. A woman like this must have been held in the palm of Chen Ce's hand all the time, so she could be so happy.

Her eyes were looking at Gu Qiongfang, and Gu Qiongfang, as if they had telepathy, looked at her gently.

Zhou Ruoyu was startled, then chuckled: I'm wearing a mask, she shouldn't be able to see me.

The dance begins, and even if you don't bring a dance partner, the organizers will politely help you arrange a dance partner.

Li Ming naturally put his arm around Liang Meimei's slender waist: "Sister Mei, I'm not very good at this, don't be afraid that I'll step on your feet."

Liang Meimei's hand went to his shoulder and said, "If you step on me, Xiaoyu will deduct one month's salary from you."

The two of them walked into the dance floor chatting and laughing.

Zhou Ruoyu gritted her teeth in anger: "Is it really okay for you to abandon your little sister like this?"

But she didn't want to dance, so she walked to the rest area beside the dance floor and sat down.

Several gentlemen invited her in a gentlemanly manner, but she politely declined them one by one. Firstly, she was not very good at it, and secondly, she was not used to such an overly mysterious atmosphere.

A young woman in an elegant evening gown walked over to the piano, sat down, and started playing along with the dance music.

"Hey, she must be Chen Man, the daughter of Expert Chen. She's truly a talented woman and a first-rate pianist. I bet she's been exposed to high culture in the United States."

"I heard that Mrs. Chen Ce was originally going to Ningcheng to look for relatives today, but she stayed behind specifically for her daughter to attend the ball. After all, she just returned home, and this is her first step to opening up her social circle in Beijing."