shadow love

The secret gathering is held every two years, and new tricks can be played every time. The family factions that come to participate have not changed much, but they are not sure of each other's name and appearance, because this kind of gathering has been around for hundreds of years or so. It began to be handed down earlier, and was convened by a mysterious owner.

Sometimes they use electronic communication technology to participate, and they cannot see their true faces. If it is a party, they cover their faces. In Feng Yan's view, it is as ridiculous as attending a masquerade ball.

Although the party members could roughly guess the identity of the other party through the information they obtained, everyone tacitly pretended to be confused.

The reason why such an alliance was established in the first place can no longer be traced. After the precipitation of time, while the forces of all parties are restraining each other, some changes have also occurred.

The power of the world has always been in the hands of some people, either explicitly or covertly, such as the people attending the party today.

Feng Yan remembered that when he was a child, his parents would go to secret gatherings together. At that time, the meeting place was often arranged in Africa. That is to say, the meeting center has only been transferred to Europe in recent years. It seems that the center will have to be transferred to Asia in the future.

In a vague way, Feng Yan felt that he was arrested a few days ago because of this party. He originally wanted to use You Yishun to find out who was secretly chasing him, but it turned out that the Qi Chuanzeya incident happened, and things became complicated. I don't even have a clue.

Feng Yan thought that except for an emotional entanglement half a year ago, he really hadn't done anything earth-shattering, and he lived in a small house for half a year, didn't he?Why is it that when he comes out for activities now, many spearheads are aimed at him.

The only thing Feng Yan can be sure of now is that besides Andre, there are at least two groups of people who are chasing him.

After sorting out these things in his mind, Feng Yan called Bai Aiqi.

"Xiaobai, how are you doing lately?" Although he was a little confused in his heart, his words were still calm.

"Master Yan, are you alright? I haven't been able to contact you before." Bai Aiqi's caring but calm words came from the receiver.

"Can I call you if I have something to do?" Feng Yan didn't agree with it, and the corner of his mouth curled down.

"According to the previous plan, I brought a tracker, which indeed attracted some people, but the style of behavior was very different. Some people were probing and arresting, and another team directly killed them. Later, Mr. Bard sent to help Only then can I avoid it."

"Aren't you hurt?" Feng Yan blurted out, as if out of the boss's concern, and wrinkled his nose unnaturally after speaking.

"It's just a skin injury."

"Well, after these two days, I have other arrangements for you."

The next afternoon's party was not as lively and grand as in previous years, except that the melodious music was the same as before, and the guests seemed to have torn off the masks of hypocrisy among themselves, making the atmosphere extraordinarily dull, in subtle contrast to the ball-like villa arrangement.

"Felix, it's really suitable for you to wear a mask. It makes me feel like a deer!" Felix Habsburg is Tong Jin's English name, and Feng Yan no longer calls Tong Jin on special occasions. Chinese name.

"Really, thank you for your kindness." Tong Jin replied coldly in a well-tailored striped suit, but his eyes were fixed on a corner.

Feng Yan raised his eyebrows and followed his line of sight. There were two men and a woman standing there. From the color of their hair and skin, it was easy to tell that they were Europeans and Americans, but they were all wearing masks, so they couldn't see the beauty or ugliness. It's just that the woman among them wore a very charming fox mask and exquisite eye makeup. Even though half of her face was covered, it still made Feng Yan take a few extra glances.

Just as she was about to look away, the woman suddenly met Feng Yan's gaze and blinked her eyes charmingly, with an unconcealable smile in her eyes, Feng Yan also generously blew a kiss.

"The few people over there are from the Castei family." Bud approached at the right time and explained to Feng Yan and Tong Jin.

"The largest mercenary group in Europe? The Castel family?" Tong Jin looked at Bud with a questioning look.

"Yes, but this time it seems that the person has changed, and it feels... different." Bud added.

"Felix, when did you do so much homework? The future is boundless!" Feng Yan interjected, walking towards the self-service dessert area to get food without interest.

Take a glass of wine from the waiter, pick a plate of dessert, and then find a secluded corner, sink into the sofa and eat like no one else.

Feng Yan is not a sociable person, and he is even more shy away from intrigue in the political and business circles. He has always planned to find a suitable opportunity and hand over everything to Tong Jin. Although he knows that Tong Jin is not very interested, he is sure. Better than him.

"Few people who come here like to eat desserts." A sexy and honest voice suddenly came from my ear.

Feng Yan froze as he fed the food into his mouth. It was obvious that the owner of the voice was André de Montmorency, who broke into Feng Yan's life calmly but extremely domineeringly. Homura can still hear it immediately, and he admires his own memory ability.

This sound hit Feng Yan's heart hard, and his heart started beating wildly uncontrollably, and his brain seemed to be dazed due to insufficient oxygen supply. Andre and him, like fireworks in the dark night, rushed to the Pain blooms at the top and then disappears, short but intense.

Although Feng Yan had been ready to confront Andre since he left China, it was still like a thunderstorm on dry land, and his whole body was frozen and unable to move. After all, there was still a big gap between imagination and reality.

During those few seconds, several thoughts flashed through Feng Yan's head, and finally he suppressed all emotions and slowly raised his head, stared into Andre's charming eyes, and tried his best to send a chic and charming smile.

Those who have seen this kind of smile will not easily forget that he has smiled at Andre countless times without hesitation and sincerity.

Feng Yan was very aware of his own charm, and he didn't give Andre any chance to trample on his self-esteem. With such a smile, he got his wish and saw Andre's body stiffen instantly.

"It's you..." Andre looked at Feng Yan with complicated eyes, just staring at each other so bluntly.He was wearing an Italian handmade dress, and his upright standing posture made his back muscles tight, and the lines from shoulders to hips were perfect.

Andre has not changed at all, he is still as attractive as Feng Yan when he saw it for the first time, and everyone becomes A, B, C on the side of the road when compared with him.

Feng Yan didn't speak, and he really didn't think about what to say to the man in front of him at the moment.

The incident was too sudden. He didn't expect to meet Andre at the secret party, so he could only look at him with calm eyes as much as possible, as if this could prove that he hadn't been hurt or decadent for half a year.