I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

Xie Chenzhou said sarcastically:

"I'm just tired of wearing black clothes and want to change to a different color. Why, Senior Brother Xiao, do you want to control this?"

Xiao Zhuochen spoke in a steady tone:

"Thank you, young master, for worrying too much. I was just speaking casually."

After saying this, he nodded to a few people and went straight into the Chuimeng Tower.

Just then the attendant finished verifying and bowed, saying:

"Sir, your private room is in the Liuquan Pavilion on the 82nd floor. Please come this way."

Sang Nian nodded and turned around, but Chu Yao and the others were gone.

Just when I was wondering, a few familiar figures flashed behind the stone lions next to me.

Sang Nian: “?”

Sang Nian walked over and asked the people squatting on the ground:

"What are you doing hiding?"

Chu Yao said in a deep tone:

"I admit that compared to you, I still lack a little courage to face it."

Shen Mingchao rubbed his arms repeatedly:

"This is so embarrassing. I have never been so embarrassed in my life."

Wen Buyu was confused and said:

"My junior sister pulled me here. I don't know why."

Sang Nian was helpless: "Xiao Zhuochen has already left, come out quickly."

They stood up in a second and said excitedly:

"Let's go."

Sang Nian pulled Xie Chenzhou's sleeve and said, "Let's go too."

Xie Chenzhou's mood was a little low:

"Am I embarrassing myself? Will it upset your brother?"

Sang Nian said: "How could it be."

She smiled and said:

"You dressed up so carefully to meet him. He must be very touched."

Xie Chenzhou finally relaxed his brows:

"Really?"

“Really, really, really—”

She pulled him and strode after the people in front:

"You are the most beautiful person in the world. No one can compare to you."

The gloom in Xie Chenzhou's eyes completely dissipated, and he followed her pace with a faint smile on his lips.

The Chuimeng Tower is equipped with an elevator, which looks like a roofless pavilion. As you go up, you can have a panoramic view of the prosperity of the entire building.

Sang Nian leaned on the railing and enjoyed the singing and dancing, feeling very happy.

The elevator reached the eighty-second floor.

There was a long corridor ahead, with the servants leading the way and they following quietly behind.

When passing by one of the rooms, a woman's sweet laughter came from inside, as sweet as a silver bell.

Sang Nian couldn't help but turn his head to take a look.

On the thin window paper, the human figure was swaying and vague.

Can't see clearly.

Another laugh was heard, this time it was from a man.

It's low and magnetic, very pleasant to listen to.

Sang Nian became more and more curious about who was inside.

"Miss, we're here." Chun'er waved to her not far away.

Sang Nian quickly withdrew his gaze and trotted over.

The box door slowly opened.

Sang Qiyan, who I hadn't seen for several months, stood at the door, half nervous and half expectantly reaching out his hand:

"Near."

Sang Nian rushed over and hugged him:

"elder brother!"

He smiled and patted her on the back:

"I think I've gained some weight."

Sang Nian said happily: "Really?"

Sang Qiyan looked at her carefully, his face full of satisfaction:

"Well, your hair has become darker and your complexion has become rosy. It seems that you have taken good care of yourself."

Sang Nian said proudly:

"I told you not to worry, I can take care of myself."

Sang Qiyan touched her head, and when his eyes fell on Xie Chenzhou, his smile faded a little:

"Come in, don't stand at the door."

Xie Chenzhou stepped forward and stretched out his hand to him cautiously.

Sang Qi said: “?”

Xie Chenzhou hugged him tightly:

"elder brother."

Sang Qiyan shuddered violently, and his expression looked as if he had seen a ghost.

Sang Nian laughed awkwardly and forcibly separated them:

"Please sit down first. Ayin will be here soon and the meal will be ready soon."

Chu Yao and Wen Buyu followed closely behind. After greeting Sang Qi Yan respectively, they took their seats.

Shen Mingchao came in last.

He grasped Sang Qiyan's hand and shook it up and down, revealing his white teeth:

"Hello, Brother Sang! I am Sang Nian's most respected senior brother, Shen Mingchao."

Sang Qiyan: "...Hello."

Shen Mingchao took out a bunch of big gold chains from somewhere and stuffed them into Sang Qiyan's pockets enthusiastically:

"This is a small gift from the younger generation. It's not a sign of respect, it's not a sign of respect."

The gold weighed dozens of kilograms and Sang Qiyan almost couldn't hold it. Sang Nian quickly took it over:

"I got your kindness - I'll give you some cucumber salad later."

Shen Mingchao took his seat with satisfaction.

Sang Qi Yan took a breath and finally seized the opportunity to take her aside and whisper.

"Niannian, what's going on with Xie Chenzhou?"

Sang Nian: "He's fine."

Sang Qiyan was worried:

"I always feel that he is different from when he was in Qingzhou. The way he looked at me just now was very strange and very creepy."

Sang Nian started digging his toes into the ground again:

"Haha, is that so? He looks at you in a very friendly way."

Sang Qi said: "Why don't you just divorce him?"

At this point, his eyes lit up frighteningly:

"Brother came to Yujing and found that there are many talented young people here. Xiao Zhuochen is a very good one."

Sang Nian suddenly had a headache:

"Brother, stop talking. We haven't seen each other for so long. Let's have a peaceful meal."

Sang Qiyan then stopped talking unwillingly.

"When will A Yin arrive?" Chu Yao held her chin up, looking anxiously, "She is the only one missing."

Shen Mingchao also held his chin, looking at Sang Nian and Sang Qiyan without blinking, his face full of sadness, muttering:

"The relationship is so good."

Downstairs of Blowing Dreams.

Su Xueyin hurriedly jumped off the flying sword and trotted inside.

The servant was about to stop her, but she spoke quickly:

"I have an appointment at the Liuquan Pavilion on the 82nd floor."

The attendant said, "Please wait a moment, I will check."

Su Xueyin really couldn't wait any longer. Fearing that she would be late and make everyone wait, she rushed into the elevator at the last moment.

Soon, the 82nd floor arrived.

She ran up the corridor and caught a glimpse of the word "Quan" on the door of a house in front of her. She quickly pushed the door open and rushed in.

The soft music flooded into my ears like a tide.

The room was very large, the lights were not very bright, and the air was filled with the intoxicating scent of cosmetics.

The beauties danced gracefully to the music with their long sleeves fluttering.

More beauties sat behind a small table, their faces half covered by round fans, revealing only a pair of beautiful eyes.

Su Xueyin walked forward dizzy.

"Little Sister?" She asked a little fearfully, "Where are you?"

Suddenly, she tripped over something and fell.

The music stopped for a moment.

The dancers with lithe waists spread out.

Su Xueyin raised her head and met a pair of smiling phoenix eyes.

On the chaise longue, a silver hookah was placed casually aside.

The beauty supports her chin with one hand, her black hair falls like a waterfall.

"She" held a long purple bamboo flute in her other hand, and her fingertips shone with a jade-like luster.

Su Xueyin stared at "her" blankly.

Suddenly, the purple bamboo flute lifted her chin.

Slightly cool.

The beauty leaned in her direction and exhaled a thin puff of smoke.

When he opened his mouth, it was the lazy voice of a young man:

"Who are you looking for, little beauty?"

Su Xueyin was forced to look up, her eyes filled with anxiety, and she timidly replied:

"I...I'm looking for my junior sister."