When the reporter came back and found that they had hit the plan, Lu Mingyu and Nie Yiyi had walked through the red carpet and stood in front of the venue.
"Take my arm." Lu Mingyu paused, slightly bent his elbow, and his dark eyes were burning.
Nie Yiyi was stunned, but he put out his jade lotus root like hand and put it on it with a decent smile on his face
The iceberg on Lu Mingyu's face melted slightly and gave the invitation to the person next to the door. The waiter hurried forward and opened the door for Lu Mingyu.
For a moment, everyone's attention was focused on the two people, both amazing and envious.
Among them, Murong Heng, who is negotiating cooperation with Mr. Li of he family, is also included.
"Yiyi?"
The man in suit deliberately put eye makeup on her, making her eyes brighter and brighter. In this way, she... Is more like Nie Yiyi.
Murong Heng's hand holding the wine glass trembled slightly, and his face was a little tense. He stepped forward and almost lost control, but he was pulled by the he Miao who had been waiting for him.
"Brother Murong, what's the matter with you?" He Miao was puzzled. He looked at the door with Murong Heng's eyes. After seeing Nie Yiyi, his eyes were suddenly gloomy.
Why is this old woman again?
Murong Heng returned to his mind. When he looked carefully, he found that it was Nie Yihan. His eyes that had been shining suddenly became dim.
Oh, why is he so ridiculous? Yiyi is angry with him. How can I see him again!
Nie Yiyi was not at all uncomfortable and gracefully took the champagne from the waiter, looking like a fish in water.
Lu Mingyu was very satisfied with this.
"See the man next to Murong Heng?" Lu Mingyu leaned over and stuck it to her ear with a perfect corner of his mouth. "That man's name is Li Cheng. He is the old backbone of he family. Li Cheng has many older generation who have been following the people in power of he family to fight the world. As long as we get them to Lu family, he family is in our bag."
"So you brought me to be a diplomat?" Nie Yiyi turned her head and blinked. After listening to him, she understood everything.
"I'm just giving you a chance... To prove yourself." Lu Mingyu chuckled, but his eyes involuntarily attracted him.
This view made him a little unable to return to God.
There is always a voice in his heart telling him that this is Yiyi, his Yiyi.
The two were very close, and the ambiguous whisper fell into Murong Heng's eyes, which made him feel bad.
Although he warned himself in his heart that it was not Nie Yiyi, Murong Heng just couldn't help it and his emotions would be affected unconsciously.
I can't wait to go up and separate them at once.
He Miao glanced at the glass that was about to be crushed in Murong Heng's hand, and felt a little flustered.
She had never seen Murong Heng show such eyes, just like his beloved things were robbed. The overwhelming hostility covered up his original gentle temperament.
"Brother Murong, you..." he Miao stretched out his hand to pull Murong Heng's clothes. He just wanted to be coquettish, but he didn't expect to be pushed away by a strong force before he finished his words: "ah..."
He Miao's center of gravity was unstable and fell to the ground. The ten centimeter high-heeled shoes tortured her to sprain her feet, and tears suddenly gathered in her eyes.
Murongheng turned a deaf ear to it, took a glass of wine from the waiter's plate with red wine and walked towards Lu Mingyu.
"Mr. Lu, I didn't expect you to come to this boring dance." Murong Heng's lips were slightly hooked, but his eyes were cold.
He handed the glass of wine and raised his eyebrows.
Lu Mingyu took it easily. The next second, he handed it to Nie Yiyi nearby. "Weren't you thirsty just now? Drink!"
"You..." Nie Yiyi broke her silver teeth and looked at the glass in front of her. She had no choice but to take it. She drank it up with her head up. She had to do enough superficial Kung Fu, "thank you for your kindness."
Murong Heng's face was gloomy, his hand in his pocket gradually clenched, and his eyes were scarlet.
Lu Mingyu's series of moves are all against him Naked contempt.
However, Murong Heng has already washed away his youth's frivolity by struggling in the mall these years. Even though he was furious, he remained silent.