The special master of the beautiful president

Chapter 224 Fan Bing's Invitation

At the same time, eight wealthy sons with noble status and prominent status invited Fan Bing to dance.

Unexpectedly, Fan Bing did not accept the invitation alone!

When seeing Fan Bing push away the arms of those eight people, the people watching there were all taken aback.

Although Fan Bing has a noble status, it would be too embarrassing for him not to accept an invitation from just one person, right?
And when everyone saw Fan Bing walking towards a corner in front of her, everyone became curious: What is Fan Bing going to do?
At this time, someone noticed that where Fan Bing looked, there were two people sitting, a man and a woman, and Fan Bing was walking in that direction with a charming smile on his face.

Murong Fei rejected the two men's invitation to dance, and was thinking about how to talk to Zhang Yuehua about the project for a while, when suddenly, she felt something was wrong.

Murong Fei raised her head and saw that many people around her were looking at her, and then she saw Fan Bing walking towards her with a smile.

"Ok?"

Seeing this scene, Murong Fei felt a little nervous and wondered, Miss Fan, I don't seem to know her, right?She actually smiled at me?Does she know me?

When Murong Fei was surprised, Fan Bing had already walked in front of her.

"Fan..."

Murong Fei stood up at a loss, and was about to say something when Fan Bing had already spoken.

"Can I invite you to a dance?"

As soon as Fan Bing said this, everyone was shocked!

Murong Fei was even more astonished!
Fan Bing didn't say this to her, but to Qin Tian!
what's the situation! ?

Fan Bing actually, actually knew Qin Tian?
Murong Fei was standing aside, her sexy red lips were pursed, and an unbelievable expression flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Not only Murong Fei, but also everyone around was stunned!

She ignored so many rich and powerful princes who invited Fan Bing to dance, but actually took the initiative to invite an ordinary-looking man to dance?

Miss Fan took the initiative to invite you to dance!

Seeing this scene, many people were surprised and jealous, and the eight handsome men who invited Fan Bing to dance were even more uncomfortable watching it.

But, so what, Fan Bing is Fan Bing, the eldest lady of the Fan family, they can't afford it.

At this moment, Murong Fei stood up from his seat and watched in shock.

Fan Bing, dressed in fine clothes, was standing in front of Qin Tian, ​​bowed slightly, with a smile on his face, stretched out his slender arms, and gestured to invite Qin Tian to dance.

Qin Tian, ​​who was the party involved, held a glass of red wine in his left hand and gnawed on a piece of cake in his right. He sat on the seat with his left and right hands in slow motion, and seemed not very surprised by this situation.

"Would you like to dance? Will you?" Fan Bing looked at Qin Tian and said again.

Even Qin Tian didn't stand up.

"Wait a minute, I'll drink this glass of wine first, don't let it go to waste." Qin Tian nodded.

Hearing this, everyone was speechless.

Nima, Miss Fan invites you to dance, it's fine if you don't stand up, but you still ask others to wait!
The reason for asking Miss Fan to wait is to drink the red wine first!

At this moment, the eight nobles who were rejected by Fan Bing felt like ten thousand mud horses galloped past their hearts.

Someone pouted angrily, feeling as uncomfortable as a dog.

"Xinyu, look..."

Wang Zifu, who was dancing on the dance floor, reminded Zhang Xinyu to look at the scene next to him.

Zhang Xinyu was dancing with a man, when she saw the scene where Fan Bing invited Qin Tian to dance, she immediately put aside the man and looked over there.

The prince's wife also stood aside, and said curiously: "Strange, I think this Qin Tian is just ordinary, why did Miss Fan personally invite him to dance?"

Zhang Xinyu also looked surprised: "I also find it strange. Um... Zifu, I didn't say anything disrespectful to Qin Tian before, did I?"

Thinking of something, Zhang Xinyu became a little worried.

The prince's husband pursed his lips: "I don't think so? You seem to have only said something sarcastic about Murong Fei, and everything else is quite polite."

"That's good." Zhang Xinyu breathed a sigh of relief and smiled lightly.

Seeing that Fan Bing invited Qin Tian to dance more and more people, when Qin Tian finished drinking the red wine, he finally stood up and asked, "I'm not good at dancing, what can you dance?"

Fan Bing said: "I can do anything. We can dance whatever you know."

"Um, I can waltz a little."

"Let's do the waltz then."

"it is good."

Qin Tian stretched out his hand, Fan Bing took Qin Tian's hand, gave Murong Fei a sorry smile, and then stepped onto the dance floor with Qin Tian, ​​dancing to the music.

Murong Fei just stood there, staring blankly at this scene, her expression a little frozen.

What is the identity of this Qin Tian, ​​who actually...knows Miss Fan?
What else did he not tell me?
Why on earth did he come to our Murong's house?

Murong Fei had a series of questions in her heart, the most puzzling one was that she used to think that her status was noble, and her grandfather arranged for her to marry Qin Tian, ​​which was a matter of humiliating her status.

But now, Fan Bing, whose status is more noble than her, took the initiative to invite Qin Tian to dance without fear of losing face. It seemed that he still had some meaning for Qin Tian. Could this be humiliating Fan Bing's status?

"Why did he agree to our... engagement?"

She felt a little sad in her heart, especially when she saw Qin Tian and Fan Bing hooking up on the dance floor, talking and laughing, Murong Fei felt her nose a little sore.

I taught Qin Tian the waltz for one morning and one afternoon, but Qin Tian waltzed with another woman.

This kind of mood made Murong Fei feel blocked.

"Why am I sad... It's good if other women look at him. In the future, he won't bother me."

Murong Fei pursed her lips, sat on the seat, and said to herself in her heart.

"I don't like him..."

"What's so good about him, why do I care so much about him..."

"I don't care, it's okay, it's okay..."

One person was talking to himself, Murong Fei drank two mouthfuls of red wine, felt his eyes were dry, rubbed them violently, the wind blew the sand...

……

On the dance floor, Fan Bing was dancing with Qin Tian to the music.

"You waltz pretty well." Looking at Qin Tian, ​​Fan Bing said with a smile.

"I know a little bit, I'm learning now." Qin Tian smiled.

"That's even better..." Fan Bing's beautiful eyes blinked, which was extremely touching.

The scent of the mixed perfume emanating from the luxury perfume on her body has a charming allure, and it makes Qin Tian feel drunk when he smells it at a close distance.

"By the way, why did you come here?" Fan Bing asked curiously. At such a high-end party, she did not expect to meet Qin Tian.

"I came here with my...boss." Qin Tian hesitated for a moment, only thinking of this excuse in embarrassment.

Hearing this, Fan Bing's gaze immediately turned to Murong Fei who was drinking red wine not far away.

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