Chapter 222

Only the magnetic light voice sounded in my ear, "Miss mu, the designer of our company."

Hearing Mo yanjue's reply, Mu Qiqi mentioned the heart of voice and eyes, and finally put it back.

But she saw clearly the unfriendliness of the woman's eyes, which made her curiosity to this woman completely disappear.

"The author of this exhibition, Miss Anne." Mo yanjue introduces Mu Qiqi.

Muqiqi smiled, "Hello, Miss Anne, it's a great honor to come to your exhibition."

Anne's mouth curled up with a signature smile. "You're welcome."

After a light sentence, Anne stretched out a beautiful finger to Mo yanjue's chest, and ordered something on him. She said charming: "you hang around first, I have something else to do, and we'll have a cup of coffee later."

Muqiqi is standing beside him. He doesn't adapt to everything inside or outside.

There was even more resistance to Anne's offer of coffee.

Thinking that if Mo yanjue agrees, she will find an excuse to slip away. She can't afford such a large wattage light bulb.

When she was distracted, her voice suddenly sounded, "let's take a look and leave. The company has something else."

The woman looks slightly annoyed. "Do you work overtime on Saturday?"

"Well!" Light a syllable, already had the meaning of coping.

Women naturally see each other, "well, I'll make an appointment next time."

"It depends." At the moment, she was reluctant to give even a positive answer to her.

Muqiqi has already made some guesses. It must be that Miss Anne likes moyanjue, but moyanjue doesn't mean much to her... Br >

"go!" Just when Muqiqi was thinking of ecstasy, Mo yanjue gently tilted his head to remind him.

"Er... Oh!" Muqiqi responded slowly.

Then the two left side by side.

Behind them, a pair of beautiful eyes stare at the back of the two of them leaving, and send out a ray of jealousy... Br >

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in the car.

Muqiqi looks lost.

I don't know if it's because I left half of the exhibition, or because the woman named Anne and Mo yanjue had an ambiguous relationship.

Anyway, it's not easy to be mixed with five flavors.

"Unhappy?" All of a sudden, the driver fastened his seat belt and measured his face to see her.

Muqiqi's face recovered, and he said, "no!"

Someone's mouth can't be seen to stir up a smile. She looks really cute when she's not happy.

"No, I've asked Anne to inquire about Mr. Mu's painting. I'm sure there will be news soon."

After listening to Mo yanjue's explanation, the dark cloud in Mu Qiqi's heart disappeared immediately. Compared with her grandfather's painting, nothing is worth her grief.

"Really?" His eyes were shining and his face was full of expectation.

"Question my ability?" Mo yanjue gently raised his eyebrows and landed his right hand on the back of her chair, which was quite domineering.

Muqiqi is totally in a passive situation. The whole person is like being surrounded by the copilot.

In this situation, her spirit is very tense, her brain is taut with a string, and her breathing becomes short.

"No... No." Muqiqi bit his lips and shook his head hurriedly.

"Since you don't have one, what's your lack of heart?"

Looking at her red face and the action of biting her lips, Mo yanjue became more and more interested. Her eyebrows and eyes were full of exciting lights that tickled he