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Text Chapter 79 The Alluring Princess

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    The two of them played until almost five o'clock before they got up from the water and went to wash themselves and change clothes.  There were several missed calls on the copycat phone, all of which were made by Ma Chengcai.  It was estimated that he had something to do, so Zhao Ming called back.  "Zhao Ming, let me tell you a strange thing." Ma Chengcai didn't talk nonsense and got straight to the point.  "Are you pregnant?" Zhao Ming smiled.  "Seriously." Ma Chengcai's voice was a little solemn, "Dapan's body is missing." "What?" Zhao Ming was surprised, "How did he lose it?" "The forensic doctor is examining his body.  After an autopsy, it was stored in the morgue. It was just discovered that his body was missing," Ma Chengcai said, "We are currently investigating, but we can't find any clues. The other party is a master, and he actually succeeded in a place like the police station.  There are no traces left. I think this is not an ordinary corpse robbery. There must be something behind it." Zhao Ming frowned, "This has nothing to do with me, right?"  "No. But aren't you a wise and knowledgeable instructor? When I encounter a difficult case, I naturally think of you!" Ma Chengcai said deliberately to be flattering and unreasonable, and Zhao Ming was trying to coax him.  Mu Xuanxuan smiled in her usual style, "Are you interested in meeting and chatting?" "No. I'm super busy today with all kinds of social activities." Zhao Ming said with a smile, "Tomorrow, you invite the old weirdo, and we  Let¡¯s have a drink together.¡± ¡°Okay, come to my house tomorrow!¡± Zhao Ming hung up the phone and smiled. This guy still suspected that I was the one who killed Da Pan.  However, he told me that this was probably out of good intentions, and he was worried that if it was me who did it, there might be subsequent trouble.  "Strange, who would steal Taipan's body? What's the use of it?"  ¡­ Originally, the two were planning to have dinner together before splitting up. Later, Liu Xinlan also received a call. President Mu asked her, a popular confidant, to eat Western food and watch Lan Feiyu¡¯s concert together.  Liu Xinlan was a little embarrassed and a little reluctant to leave, "I'm sorry, I can't have dinner with you. Originally, I wanted to get an extra front-row ticket for the concert" "It doesn't matter. You know, I am very interested in pop.  Music has no love." Zhao Ming said with a smile.  Front row tickets?  I'll tell you, can I still enter Lan Feiyu's private lounge directly if I have a venue work permit?  Liu Xinlan burst into laughter, "Okay, you just like the Little Swan ballet, I understand." "Sir Lanlan really understands me." Zhao Mingse smiled and said, "All kinds of beautiful legs,  Small buttocks and miniskirts are my favorites! "" Big pervert, do you believe I'll take off your ears? "" Later, Zhao Ming found a food stall and ordered two stir-fries and two bottles of beer.  While they were enjoying themselves after eating and drinking, Wen Yan called over, "Why aren't you here yet?" "What's the rush? Doesn't it start at eight o'clock?" Zhao Ming said, "It's not six o'clock yet.  "No, you have to come earlier!" Wen Yan said a little domineeringly, "I have to prepare to go on stage at about seven o'clock. You have to give me a hug before I go on stage!"  He smiled, "Okay, come right after you finish eating, I'll cheer you up!" "Okay, hurry up!" After dinner, Zhao Ming took a taxi to the Grand Theater.  I was sitting in the taxi when the phone rang.  When I first looked at the call, I saw that it was someone who didn't call very often.  "Hello, boss." It was still the same opening remarks, and Zhao Ming's voice was very calm.  "A Ming, I haven't contacted you for a long time. Would you mind if I called to say hello?" The boss's voice was also very calm.  "How could that happen?" The corners of Zhao Ming's mouth twitched slightly. Is this the way a father should talk to his son?  Years of estrangement have become like a chasm.  "How do you get along with Mu Xuanxuan?" the boss asked.  Zhao Ming took a breath and didn't know how to express his feelings. He paused and said, "It's just roommates, neighbors, and leaders and subordinates." "Then you have other girls you like or are dating.  "?" Zhao Ming curled his lips and didn't know what to say.  Like all parents in the world, my boss also asked such a question today. It was really the first time in his life and he felt a little weird and uncomfortable.  "It seems yes!" The boss's voice immediately revealed a hint of excitement, "When the time is right, bring it to me and let me take a look, okay?" "It's still early, let's talk about it later!" Zhao Ming said no  Know how to bring this topic toIt went on, it felt weird.  "Okay, then hurry up and work hard. Remember to control your temper, girls still need to be chased and coaxed. I look forward to your good news. Goodbye." The boss said and hung up the phone.  "Goodbye." Zhao Ming took a long breath. Why did the boss suddenly ask about this today?  When he got off the car at the Yanhua Grand Theater, Zhao Ming saw from a distance a huge photo poster of Lan Feiyu on the wall of the theater. She was dressed in a splendid Tang Dynasty palace dress. She was dignified, luxurious, charming, and enchanting. She really looked like him.  It is a beautiful imperial concubine who is overlooking the world. There is a bit of unobtrusive fierceness in her softness, making people envious and amazed by her beauty, and they feel a sense of admiration and awe in their hearts.  With such an outstanding appearance coupled with amazing talent and gifted voice, Lan Feiyu is so popular.  Many people stood under the posters and took photos, and the entrance to the Grand Theater was bustling with people.  Yanhua City is a coastal city with a developed economy and a trendy fashion. Not everyone is qualified to hold such a special concert at the Yanhua Grand Theater.  At only 21 years old, Lan Feiyu has already set a record - the youngest singer to start a solo here.  Zhao Ming squeezed into the crowd and came to the backstage of the Grand Theater. With the work permit Wen Yan gave him, he passed the security inspection and walked in, and then called her phone.  "I'm here." Wen Yan briefly said a room number and immediately hung up the phone. It could be seen that it was not convenient for someone to talk next to her.  It's not surprising. For a big star like her to have such an occasion, it would be strange if there weren't a bunch of people around her.  There were a lot of people backstage, including many staff carrying walkie-talkies.  Lan Feiyu's personal team includes a large number of musicians, stage artists and logistics personnel, as well as the guest team she invited as well as the staff of the theater and the organizer. They are all busy and walking at a trot.  Everyone is so busy that almost no one pays special attention to Zhao Ming. With so many teams, who knows which part he belongs to?  Walking into a corridor, it was quite quiet and there were very few people. There were only a few security guards guarding both ends of the corridor. They carefully checked Zhao Ming's "Personal Assistant" work permit before letting him go.  When Zhao Ming opened the door of a room and walked in, he saw Wen Yan, dressed in gorgeous palace attire, practicing a "flying" stage pose there.  Stunning!  Even though it was not the first time he met Wen Yan, and he had even had close contact with her many times, Zhao Ming also felt this way.  She is wearing a golden silk and underground palace dress, her hair is pulled up high into a graceful bun, and a few beaded and jade hairpins are just the right embellishments.  She has pink face, peach cheeks, and red lips. There is a fiery red flower on her forehead. The slender golden silk earrings complement the luxurious brooch necklace on her chest. The purple peacock pattern tube top is paired with the snow-white silk and  The green arm jade double rings are mysterious and enchanting.  The royal concubine is so noble that one cannot look directly at her.  "What's wrong? You don't recognize me just because you put on makeup?" Wen Yan saw Zhao Ming coming in and greeted him with a smile.  A smile can make a city fall.  Zhao Ming stepped forward, looked her up and down and exclaimed, "You really rely on your clothes and makeup!" "Can you speak?" Wen Yan poked Zhao Ming's chest with her long gold finger, "  "You mean, if I don't dress up, I won't be able to look at you?" "Oh, even the tone of her voice seems to be back in the Tang Dynasty." Zhao Ming stared at her chest with a squinting look.  A piece of snow-white towering, and there is a peacock crown tattoo, which is decorated just right. It is enchanting and reveals the attraction of mystery and desire. It cannot be described as sexy.  "Hmph, if you dare to stare at me with such leering eyes again, you will be punished by the nine clans!" Wen Yan pointed at Zhao Ming with a sullen look on her face, "Where are the disciples from? Please tell me your name first!" "  Well, little Zhao Ming came all the way to rob the imperial concubine!" Zhao Ming came up to her in a cowardly manner, smacking her lips in a lewd manner, "Your Majesty, the harem is lonely and cold, so just let me.  This tough guy will serve you! " "Rogue! He's a flower-picking thief? Come on, come on, catch this bastard and castrate him!" Wen Yan couldn't help but laugh.  "Hey, why did you suddenly laugh when the filming was so good!" Zhao Ming said angrily, "Director, where did you find the supporting actor here? Send her a lunch box and let her go down!" "Okay, stop making trouble, I have nothing to do.  It's almost time to get ready to go on stage." Wen Yan stepped forward with a smile and stretched out her arms, "Hug!" Zhao Ming hugged her, and Wen Yu's fragrance was so full that it was really different from the past. ? If we don¡¯t say that many men have a ¡°uniform complex¡±, if the same woman dresses up differently, the visual difference will bring about completely different feelings in her heart  In the past, Wen Yan was more like a girl next door to Zhao Ming, who was as graceful as jade and as gentle as water. Today, she showed her celebrity style, more like a graceful imperial concubine who came out of the Tang Dynasty's court.  .  Now, Zhao Ming felt like he was holding another woman, with a very different sense of freshness and excitement.  "Does it excite you that I'm dressed like this?" Wen Yan pinched Zhao Ming's back angrily, "Don't touch it, be careful not to damage my costume, it's hard to put it on properly!"  "Imperial Concubine, I am here to molest and scorn you. If I don't even touch you, it would be too unprofessional, wouldn't it?" Zhao Ming hugged her and smiled, and a pair of thieving hands took out a high-end pervert.  Using his hand, he stroked her waist and hips.  "Good or baddon't be like this!" Wen Yan felt uncomfortable when he touched her. She twisted her body slightly, and her body gradually became a little hot.
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