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Chapter 299: The dim light

Even if you are separated by a certain distance, you can't hear what the song is singing clearly? Tang Ling could still hear that the song was not only very touching, but also the singer was full of deep affection when singing, and sang the sad and desolate meaning of the song to the extreme, which attracted people's tears.

No wonder Boss Huang is so concerned about it. This boss lady is so good at singing?

While thinking this, Tang Ling began to carefully protect the box in his arms and squeeze into the crowd hard.

Thinking about what was going to happen later, Tang Ling felt a sense of shame in his heart. But he still squeezed so hard that he was almost moved by himself.

Look, I, Tang Ling, are such a good man who keeps my promises. For you, Boss Huang, you are simply going through fire and water, and you are getting benefits? It doesn't exist.

As clever as Tang Ling, if she deliberately wanted to squeeze in, she could still do it. Only after entering Mengke Tower did she realize how exaggerated the crowd was. The three-story building was crowded with people listening to music. Not to mention sitting down, it was not easy to find a better position and see the stage.

Tang Ling had no choice but to continue to squeeze forward with great effort. According to Boss Huang, he had to rush up as soon as possible. If he didn't fight forward desperately, the crowd was surging, and he might not have rushed up yet. The boss lady who was singing had long since gone.

Will Boss Huang beat him to death?

In this way, Tang Ling was like an inconsistent existence in the crowd, and her attention was not at all on the boss's singing, but tried her best to get ahead.

He shuttled through the crowd wholeheartedly. Not only did the boss's wife's singing like nature could not attract him, but even after he entered the door, he looked at him from beginning to end, and he was completely unaware of it.

The source of this gaze is on the second floor.

Due to the internal structure of the table-retted style, you can clearly see every move of the hall whether it is the third or second floor.

So, the other side saw Tang Ling.

This is not because the other side intends to pay attention to Tang Ling, but because Tang Ling is passing through the crowd, just like a fish flowing against the fish, very conspicuous.

However, the others who noticed this scene might just take a look, but for some reason, the Biyan saw the black-haired figure with a slightly thin figure, holding the box in his arms like a wealthy man, carefully and struggling to pass through the crowd, and a feeling of inexplicably surging in his heart.

This feeling makes it very strange to be difficult to integrate into the crowd and even more difficult to have contact with anyone.

There was a trace of playfulness in her eyes, and her eyes never looked away from Tang Ling again.

When he saw Tang Ling deliberately stepping on someone else's feet, causing trouble, and then he took advantage of the chaos and squeezed forward desperately, the other side had an inexplicable feeling of wanting to laugh.

So, she laughed directly.

With a hehe, it was so abrupt on the quiet second floor that it attracted several dissatisfaction eyes.

The boss lady was clearly singing a sad song. What did this girl laugh at? Don’t you know how to listen to the song quietly?

But will the other side care? She didn't care at all. She just stretched out her hand and picked up a formerly civilized sunflower seed from the table and mutated into a melon seed called green jade and purse, and put it into her mouth.

Just chewing slowly, holding his cheek, staring at Tang Ling intently. This feeling made the other side feel a little joy.

"Forget it, this girl looks so beautiful when she chews melon seeds."

"Forget it, this girl's hands look very good."

For some reason, the people around me were attracted by the other side, and they found some excuses in their hearts and decided to forgive the other side and not to argue with the other side.

They didn't know that Bi Yan didn't care what they thought. She was just staring at Tang Ling at this time, with a smile on the corner of her mouth under the veil.

She wouldn't even think about why she was paying attention to the masked boy downstairs. Since she wanted to see him, just look at him.

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Tang Ling had no idea about the small episode on the second floor, nor did he know that he had been "started" by someone.

He only knew that he had tried his best to withstand many murderous gazes, so he finally squeezed into the front.

At this time, he was less than twenty meters away from the stage where the boss's wife sings. Due to the rules, there were only a few tables of distinguished guests sitting in front of him, and there were no crowds.

Tang Ling let out a long sigh, and then couldn't help but feel curious and began to look at the boss's wife singing on the stage.

He wanted to know, is it because a man like Boss Huang, who was attracted to this appearance just because the boss's wife can sing?

The answer is no!

When Tang Ling saw the boss's wife for the first time, she felt that the woman on the stage had an inexplicable attraction to all men.

This attraction is not because of her beautiful appearance, but because of her every move, a look, a smile, a hand, and an investment, she feels full of indescribable charm. She feels like a woman who looks very much like a woman.

Yes, the description of a fool like Tang Ling is so thin, and there is no concept of "feminineness" in his mind.

He just simply felt that the proprietress who was singing in a loose long skirt on the stage was what a woman should look like.

Perhaps because he noticed Tang Ling's gaze, the boss's wife accidentally looked at the direction where Tang Ling stood, ending the singing of the first song.

Tang Ling was taken a sudden look, feeling that her face was so hot that she couldn't help but lower her head and grabbed her hair, and then smirked a few times.

Then, I successfully gained the contemptuous gaze of people around me. I am such a silly boy. I guess he is an innocent boy attracted by the boss's charm.

But at this time, the song by the boss lady has ended.

Thunderous applause burst out from the crowd, which quickly awakened Tang Ling. He was here to play the role of a flower delivery boy. Where did he smile foolishly, why are you shy?

After a burst of applause, the entire Mengke Restaurant returned to quiet and began to wait for the boss's wife's second song.

And Tang Ling can finally wait here without having to squeeze in the crowd anymore.

But after stopping like this, Tang Ling still felt something was wrong in her heart, which felt like someone was staring at him.

After all, with accurate instinct, Tang Ling is a hundred times more sensitive than ordinary people.

Who is staring at me? Under the mask, Tang Ling frowned and began to observe quietly.

The crowd is so dense, is it the man behind him? Is it the person on the third floor? Yes... Tang Ling observed carefully and carefully. In order to avoid alarming the enemy, he tried to pretend to turn his head naturally.
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