Compared with four years ago, Su Wanqing does everything more quietly. Sometimes a sentence is very inexplicable, but mu Qingqing knows that every word spoken with her has a different meaning. Although she disdains to play tricks with Su Wanqing, she does not understand it.
Want to take the opportunity to implicate her with song Yanshu? Su Wanqing has no choice but to dream.
"Liancheng went to Ginza last night. What's the matter between you?" Su Wanqing's tone is gentle with a little concern in it. If it wasn't for the obvious sarcasm in her eyes, people who didn't know would think she was just concerned.
Seeing that Mu Qingqing didn't say anything to her, Su Wanqing stopped and turned around. Her style in the play was much more gorgeous than that of the early Mu Qingqing. She walked to Mu Qingqing in a few steps, as if she had a bit of gorgeous mind. There was an irresistible charm between her eyebrows, but she was staring at Mu Qingqing.
Mu Qingqing immediately laughed: "do you want to ask me what happened to me last night
She believes in Su Wanqing's position in the heart of Mo Liancheng. Since she already knows that Mo Liancheng is in Ginza, she may have gone to see him. Maybe as long as Su Wanqing is willing to ask, Mo Liancheng is bound to have no details, but Su Wanqing wants to mention it in front of her.
Compared with four years ago, there was not much change in means. Su Wanqing now uses it. It also depends on whether she will be led by her nose as she did four years ago.
"It was only last night that Liancheng told me that he had gone to Ginza. I didn't feel relieved to go to him. He seemed very angry and wanted to know what happened between you."
Mu Qingqing admires Su Wanqing very much. She can change her identity and position from one sentence to another. On the one hand, she is innocent. She cares about Mo Liancheng only among ordinary friends. On the other hand, she seems to remind her that she always knows about the affairs of moliancheng and has a stand to ask.
It's just that Mu Qingqing wants to know what kind of identity Su Wanqing is using to answer her if she also questions.
"I know what happened between us. It's just Su Wanqing..."
Mu Qingqing glanced at Su Wanqing, who suddenly breathed slowly. Her name, Mu Qingqing, was full of disgust. It seemed that it was for the sake of others to hear her. She approached Su Wanqing without avoiding the previous suspicion. She slowly picked up the previous words and said a few words: "what identity are you to moliancheng and me? What do I have to tell you?"
There is no such words will make su Wanqing unwilling.
There are people walking around the set. Su Wanqing knows that the reason why Mu Qingqing is close to her is that only the two of them can hear clearly. One is to not let others hear, and the other is to satirize her at such a close distance.
Su Wanqing couldn't help standing still, and her eyes fell on Mu Qingqing.
"Originally, I was still thinking that there was no part for me today. When I went back later, what would I do to kill the time? After you reminded me, I immediately knew what I should do."
Mu Qingqing really needs a place for Mo Liancheng. After leaving this sentence, Su Wanqing, who bit her lips but dare not reveal her real emotions, waved her hands in a casual manner, but seemed more provocative.
Jiangcheng is a city that never sleeps. It never gives people the feeling of loneliness and silence, especially for men with such status as moliancheng.
Today, he still has no intention to return to Donglin villa. At the top of Ginza, no one can stop him. Soon, the winning money has reached the upper limit, but no one dares to stop him.
A man with capital can only be described as terrible when playing. He is full of anger, and his hands are stacked with winning chips. He gradually feels bored.
If everything is like a gamble, and it is so easy to win, he will not be entertained in this place at this time. His anger has not abated at all. On the contrary, he feels more empty and uneasy.
Mu Qingqing didn't even call.
Last night, he did not control himself. In the end, Mu Qingqing fainted.
Knowing that he was in such a place, he didn't even have a trace of recovery. Mo Liancheng felt even more irritable.
Is he punishing Mu Qingqing or himself?
Back in his exclusive private room, Mo Liancheng is full of wine to nourish his spirits. Now he will not feel happy after drinking wine. He is even more eager to see Mu Qingqing at this time. He knows that even if the woman calls, he will go back immediately and never stay outside for another second.
The door of the box creaked open.
The manager came in with a smile, followed by a helpless girl smiling at him with her exposed skirt.
Mo Liancheng picks eyebrows and looks at the manager with a smile on his face. He seems to be a new comer and doesn't know his rules and temper.
"Less ink, this is specially prepared for you, very clean."
This is also the means of Ginza to please the top VIP. They say that clean, the girl brought in naturally must be clean, and the men here are very open to play and naturally won't refuse."Get out of here."
Just Mo Liancheng rubbed his dull brow, and his voice was not so fierce, but he had the authority to say no two.
The girl was frightened and dare not come near the angry Mo Liancheng, but the manager was not willing to do so. He still went forward to say something. The wine cup in his hand banged one and asked the manager to swallow back consciously if he wanted to talk again.
"Mo Shao, if you don't like it, we have other things here."
What kind of existence does the name of moliancheng have for them? How could the manager of Ginza be willing to give up? Seeing that he dares not to leave, moliancheng sneers, ready to tell him to get out of here completely.
"Do you think I can do it?"
At this time, suddenly a woman's voice interposed, a few words, called Mo Liancheng involuntarily straightened up, can't believe to look at Mu Qingqing at the box door.
She really found here, moliancheng is not unhappy, if not a little care about him, how could Mu Qingqing find such a place.
In the end, he still remembers that Mu Qingqing grew up very precious and had never seen anything dirty. Mo Liancheng waved to the manager and asked him to take people out. He looked more and more cold. He just didn't want to make Mu Qingqing dirty and didn't want her to misunderstand himself.