Chapter 503

A series of questions are about to gush out of my heart.

But she held back.

Because she knows that she is no longer qualified.

The woman noticed Wen churan's eyes, looked at her for a few times, turned her head to Shengshi Mo and asked in a low voice, "Adair, do you know her?"

Wen churan bit his lips, and the palms of his hands clenched together because of nervousness were full of sweat.

She prayed that Mo could nod at the time of prosperity.

But he always had a cold face, let alone a word. He didn't even give her charity at a glance, and completely took her as air.

Then he took the woman and walked around directly in front of her without hesitation.

Wen churan was stiff in place, as if he had suddenly fallen into the ice cellar.

The cold made her tremble.

The party did not stop because of this insignificant accident.

In the hall, people still come and go.

Wen churan carries a colorful red wine cup. His eyes always follow the couple in the distance. He doesn't seem to hear any noise in his ears. He just keeps pouring red wine into his mouth.

One cup after another.

I don't know how long later, across the sea of people, I suddenly saw that at the peak, Mo took the woman up the spiral ladder, and the two figures soon disappeared.

She hurried to follow, her steps faltering.

All the way to the third floor, Wen churan fumbled to find Sheng Shimo's bedroom and slapped the wooden card hanging on the door twice.

Soon, the door was opened, and as soon as the man appeared, she fell into his arms.

In his prime, Mo subconsciously reached out and helped him, and soon frowned and retracted his hand.

A sweet smell of wine lingers around the tip of the nose, which is the smell of the woman in her arms.

He retreated with a cold face, and she leaned against him.

All the way back to the bedroom, Sheng Shimo finally couldn't bear it. He shouted angrily, "get up!"

Wen churan slowly raised his head. His white cheeks were stained with two blushes, and a pair of smart eyes had become hazy and blurred.

When she was in full bloom, Mo realized that she should be drunk.

So you even have to haunt him?

At that time, Mo felt inexplicable and very bored, so he directly stretched out his hand and pushed the woman away.

Then he took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped his palm as if he had just touched something dirty.

Wen churan stood in place, his body shaking, and he almost didn't stand firm several times.

She raised her head, stared at Sheng Shimo with blurred eyes, suddenly tilted her mouth, and Wei qubaba complained, "you... How can you have a fiancee... Obviously I'm your wife!"

Drunk enough to say nothing.

wife?

Hearing this, Sheng Shimo suddenly hooked his lips and smiled contemptuously.

"What? It's not enough to seduce my father. Even I want to seduce him? "

Wen churan's look stiffened.

The man sat on the sofa slowly, his legs overlapping, and his posture was noble and elegant.

Deep cold eyes glanced at her with obvious disgust and contempt.

He then sarcastically said, "I investigated you and heard that your husband died? Because her husband died, she thought it was too lonely to be a widow, so she hooked up everywhere... "

Pop——

An unexpected slap in the face suddenly interrupted his unfinished words.

He raised his head in amazement and saw that Wen churan was standing in front of him, holding his red palm high. His eyes, which had been hazy due to drunkenness, were full of anger at the moment.