Chapter 38

Mu Qingqing was stunned, and her ears echoed with two very touching words, which were spitting out from the mouth of Mo Liancheng. They rubbed her ears, and brought extreme ambiguity and indescribable complex feelings.

It's her name. Moliancheng hasn't called it like that for a long time.

Four years ago, what she envied most was the tender entanglement engraved in her bones when Mo Liancheng called Su Wanqing's name. Although he married her, he didn't have too much respect with Su Wanqing, but a single address, which was called out from the mouth of Molian City, was enough to make people understand the relationship between them. No one can replace him.

And now Mo Liancheng calls her like this, also gives Mu Qingqing the feeling of entanglement between them for a long time.

She unconsciously put her hand on the palm of Mo Liancheng's outstretched palm, and when she wanted to refuse, she had already rotated in the center of the dance floor with the movement of Mo Liancheng.

"You seem to have forgotten why you came to attend the opening party of qingchengmou. When Su Wanqing saw this scene, how sad would she be

The sober Mu Qingqing is a little angry. She can't believe that after four years, she was bewitched because he called her name. Since she was angry, she naturally wanted to find moliancheng unhappy.

Seeing Mo Liancheng's indifference, she turned her head to look for Su Wanqing's figure in the field. She had great malice in her heart. Naturally, she wanted to know how Su Wanqing would look at this time.

Mo Liancheng suddenly reached out and clasped the back of her head and didn't tell her to look away. This behavior attracted many people's eyes. However, Mo Liancheng was not a person who cared about other people's eyes. Seeing the impatience on Mu Qingqing's face became more and more obvious, without any cover up, he took a casual look at the direction of song Yanshu.

The man had a face not inferior to his, surrounded by a lot of women, although the smile on his face was light, not how alienated, but he only saw what he said, those women all left disappointed, just as his eyes looked over.

Not at him, but at Mu Qingqing.

Looking at the past from the perspective of Mo Liancheng, song Yanshu's eyes were focused, as if only mu Qingqing was in the meeting room.

This is the last thing he wants other men to look at Mu Qingqing, especially a man that Mu Qingqing may like.

Mo Liancheng remembers the reason why Mu Qingqing was willing to marry him.

"I think you have a good face at least, and I won't suffer from that."

At that time, she was ignorant and had never loved anyone. Mo Liancheng despised her superficial mind and just wanted to marry Miss Mujia.

Now he can't help but compare with others. Compared with song Yanshu, does Mu Qingqing like his face at that time.

"That man is looking at you, Qing Qing. Tell me, do you like him?"

Mo Liancheng asked straightforwardly, in the eyes of people quite frightening, approached Mu Qingqing's ear and said.

Mu Qingqing was horrified. Although she never claimed to be the one who knew most about moliancheng, she also recognized that the tone of this sentence was different. It was not questioning, but a pause before the collapse, which made her aware of the danger approaching and hung up her fear.

Rao Shi Mu Qingqing felt that he could be calm in the face of any side of Molian City, and could not help shaking under his suddenly serious and sharp eyes.

"It's none of your business."

Clearly, you can choose to leave song Yanshu clean, but mu Qingqing is not going to ask Mo Liancheng to hear the answer he wants to hear.

Perhaps they are also covering up their duplicity.

Music engulfs the whole space, and more and more people dance with the impeccable dance steps of Mu Qingqing and moliancheng. At the last end, Mo Liancheng releases Mu Qingqing's hand and stops in the music.

The ending action of Mu Qingqing is even more beautiful. There is not a trace of unnecessary action. People exclaim that the once famous Mujia lady is worthy of her reputation. She is obviously lost after listening to the fierce applause.

Only Mo Liancheng can cooperate with her so well. This kind of cognition makes Mu Qingqing's heart more empty.

She left the scene silently, turning around to go to the bathroom from the other side of the corridor when the city was surrounded by people.

Su Wanqing's eyes suppressed thousands of kinds of desolation. In such a noisy meeting hall, she has been in a corner where almost no one can notice her. She quietly watches Mo Liancheng dance with Mu Qingqing. Now she sees Mu Qingqing turning into the corridor with an inexplicable look on her face. Her face gradually shows an irresistible gloom, and she immediately wants to follow up.

The slender figure blocked her way. Su Wanqing lifted her eyes and saw that it was song Yanshu. Subconsciously, she lowered her head to cover up everything on her face.

"See clearly?"

When Su Wanqing suddenly bowed her head, as if to see him in a panic, song Yanshu asked. The sound quality was gorgeous and fell in Su Wanqing's ears, but she could not help shaking before she understood the meaning.

Song Yanshu's eyes seem to be able to see through everything. This is what makes Su Wanqing feel most terrible.

"Why What? "

She was unwilling to spread. She wanted to look for the figure of Mo Liancheng, and then she was surprised that her position was not visible at a glance. Therefore, song Yanshu stopped her without any scruples. Only Su Wanqing was clear about whether she was here or not, and he didn't seem to worry about anything.Su Wanqing is used to living with a mask. Sometimes Su Wanqing even forgets what she was like. She tells herself silently that song Yanshu is no more than Mo Liancheng. Why should she be so afraid of him? Su Wanqing finally raises her head, and even the smile on her face is beyond criticism.

"Song Yanshu, we are all the same people, no one is more noble than who, I have never offended you, why do you treat me like this?"

Su Wanqing felt vaguely that it had something to do with Mu Qingqing. But when she first saw song Yanshu, he had already had such an attitude. At that time, Mu Qingqing was probably still in prison.

Just thinking about it, song Yanshu's eyes light flow. He leaned over and looked at Su Wanqing without any taboo. What flowed between his eyebrows and eyes was not disgust and satire, but disdain. Su Wanqing realized this kind of ant like sight for the first time. She wanted to cry out, but she didn't dare to speak out.

The gentle, alienated breath lingers all the time. It seems that the harmless song Yanshu has disappeared. The man in front of him, called Su Wanqing, has an illusion that his nose is bleeding.

"Don't do anything, don't think about anything. If you dare, Su Wanqing, there are many more painful ways to live than to die. You will experience them one by one."

Such a full view of the moon, a casual look will be the place of extreme enjoyment, Su Wanqing as falling ice cellar, 100000 points cold.