forced into high society

In a blink of an eye, more than half a year passed.

Qiao Wo suddenly sent a message to Jiang Cheng that day.

[Uncle Ibrahimovic, my god]: Hey, Chengzi, that one of your family danced with other beauties at the ball today, do you care?

[Uncle Ibrahimovic, my God]: [Picture.jpg] [Picture.jpg]

Jiang Cheng was startled for a moment, and subconsciously pursed his lips when he saw these words, how could it be possible, they had a video call last night.

Then he took a closer look and found that the dance partner was Gu Hujing.

he:".."

【Superbat】: Fuck off! 【Beat on the spot.jpg】

【Uncle Ibrahimovic, my God】: qxq;

Although it was an oolong, Jiang Cheng also felt a sense of crisis in his heart. If he didn't go back for a long time, what if Gu Xing really found someone else?

"Jiang, the teacher is looking for you." His classmate said.

"Okay, thank you." Jiang Cheng put down his phone.

He walked into the teacher's office, and Fu Minglan was writing documents with a pen with her head down. When she saw the little disciple coming in, she smiled gratifiedly.

"I've seen your latest work, and it's well done." Fu Minglan praised, and now he is most proud of bringing his young disciple back from China, so that his talent will not be buried.

Hearing this, Jiang Cheng grinned and asked him a few questions, and he was very obedient just looking at him.

A certain master resisted the urge to poke, cleared his throat, and calmly answered the little disciple's confusion.

"I see, thank you teacher."

Fu Minglan nodded slightly, and handed him a letter.

Jiang Cheng was startled: "..is this?"

On the light-colored paper letter that exudes an elegant fragrance, a few large characters painted in gold are extremely conspicuous.

【World Youth Perfume Contest】

Fu Minglan smiled: "That's right."

The World Youth Perfume Competition, initiated by the World Perfume Association, invites the perfume industry in various countries. There is no doubt that this will be the top honor for young perfumers.A top feast for young perfumers.

The age requirement for players to participate is under 25 years old. The competition is scheduled to be held in J Province, China next month. So far, applications from perfumers from all over the world have been received.

"This competition is held in China, I think you will not miss this opportunity, my child." Fu Minglan said, looking at the young disciple with a teasing look.

"Thank you teacher!" Jiang Cheng suppressed the throbbing in his heart, China!Young Perfumer Competition - He can go back!

Instinctively, he turned his eyes to the other side of the ocean, and he squeezed the invitation letter in the palm of his hand, as if he had already seen the black-haired young man's lips drawn to him.

Along with a gleaming golden trophy.

Absolutely beautiful.

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A manor in G City.

This is a certain stronghold under the name of the Hoshino Club. At this time, a beautiful serenade is playing, and there is a lot of wine in the venue, and the atmosphere of men and women getting together is lively.

Gu Xing is already a senior, and will focus on the management of the Su and Gu family. After today, he will hand over the power of the club to the next minister, so this party is also his resignation party.

The man smiled lazily, accepting compliments from all sides like a butterfly.

Thin lips were symbolically dipped in wine, and another member who came to toast was sent away. Gu Xing's eyes drooped slightly, and he was already drunk.

Xie Qing: "Brother Gu, go and rest, I can do it myself!"

"Okay." He said lightly, put down his glass and left.

The dark red leather skin was even whiter. Leaning on the sofa in the corner, the man pinched his brows and slowly closed his eyes.

"Brother, don't you want to go dance?"

Gu Hujing appeared behind the sofa, her apricot-colored pearl skirt added a full charm.

Her gaze fell to the middle of the dance floor, Gu Zhi was holding Yi Zhenxin's hand and dancing, her beautiful skirt was flying, and her stinky brother's eyes were shining brightly.

"Look how happy Xiaozhi is."

"No," Gu Xing said softly, "It's boring."

"Jingjing, let's go."

Qiao Wo walked over with strides and held Gu Hujing. Gu Hujing had no choice but to look back at Gu Xing and said, "Then I'm going to dance, brother, don't leave early."

Gu Xing, who really wanted to leave the party: ".."

He closed his eyes, leaned against the back of the sofa silently, listening to the flowing serenade, his brain fell into an empty silence.

The glasses collided.

People talking and laughing.

boring noise..

Suddenly, the air was quiet.

"Hey, look over there."

"he is.."

who?Gu Xing, whose nap was interrupted, couldn't help frowning.

People whispered softly, and the focus of their discussion was a strange young man standing at the door.

He was wearing a flawless white-gold tuxedo, his clear eyes were like lakes of starry sky--the other men were eager to move to the other side of the clearing to make room for him, they didn't want to be reduced to a foil.

The young man's eyes did not stay on anyone, his eyes were firmly fixed on Gu Xing who was on the sofa, and he walked towards him across the dance floor.

Aimed to take the crowd's breath away.

"Jiang, Jiang Cheng...? When did he come back?" Gu Qujing was delighted, and when she turned her head to see Qiao Wo's smiling face, she suddenly became angry, "You tell him the location without telling me yes, isn't it?"

"Oops." Qiao Wo was beaten, and felt aggrieved: "Jingjing, don't be angry, look how surprised your brother is, I'm so happy that I'm dumbfounded."

Gu Xing's face was dazed.

The person in front of him curtsied gracefully, bent over and stretched out a slender palm wrapped in a white glove, and handed it to him.

Jiang Cheng stared into his eyes, and smiled brightly at the corner of his mouth: "Sir, may I invite you to dance?"

Countless questions stuck in his throat, but none of them mattered anymore, his lover was standing in front of him.

Gu Xing said calmly, "Don't let go."

"Of course," Jiang Cheng said softly, "I assure you."

On the dreamy spiral dance floor, the prince dances lightly surrounded by his knights, the two are surrounded by white starlight, and the back of the tuxedo is gently intertwined with the dance music.

Gu Xing stared at Jiang Cheng, his eyes lit up like crumbled moonlight.

He smiled lightly, and anyone could see his joy and cherishment.

The scene was so dreamy that many members couldn't even blink.They thought to themselves, this is how the minister smiles when he sees someone he likes.

"Woooo, I fell out of love, and fell in love again..."

"Like something out of a romance novel.."

"It's such a happy feeling."

After the dance, Jiang Cheng wrapped his arms around Gu Xing's waist, and heard deafening applause in his ears.

Avoiding the lively crowd, they came to a more secluded corner, and clasped their fingers together again.

Gu Xing stared at Jiang Cheng's face and didn't speak for a long time.

Looking at the other party like this, Jiang Cheng felt an unspeakable emotion welling up in his heart, only feeling his chest swell.

"Don't ask me why I came back?"

"Well, you said."

"I'm back to participate in the competition." He told about his participation in the World Youth Perfume Competition, his eyes were bright, and he looked like he was asking for compliments.

Gu Xing narrowed his eyes slightly: "Where's that senior brother of yours? Not together?"

Jiang Cheng laughed, and quickly appeased a jealous guy: "Of course not together, let's separate."

Only then was the young master satisfied, and helped him pull up the hair that fell by his ear.

Jiang Cheng looked at him, um... lost a lot of weight, didn't he eat properly when he was away?

Gu Xing opened his eyes and suddenly paused.

Feeling hugged tightly around the waist, the puppy muffled voice: "I miss you so much."

"..Me too."

The eyes instantly melted into fine water, and the familiar softness and love between the eyebrows and eyes.

"The princess and milk tea are waiting for you at home, and Ai Gu. Let's go home."

"Ok!"

A few days later, Gu's Group.

"Secretary Jin."

Wearing a suit, the noble man rested his chin in one hand and said in a deep thought: "Tomorrow's cooperation meeting will be postponed to next week."

"I won't come to the company for the next two days. If you need to deal with something urgent, please ask Secretary Jin to help you deal with it first."

Jin Haicheng: "Yes."

An excellent secretary cannot say no!

Young master, are you going to watch Young Master Jiang Cheng's match?

Gu Xing nodded slightly: "Thank you for your hard work, this month's bonus is doubled."

"..Yes."

There was a tremor in the voice of the General Secretary.

Young Master... You really are the Ming Lord!

The author says:

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!