Chapter 445

It can be seen that Mo Liancheng is in a good mood. Otherwise, he would rarely drink so much wine at such a dinner party. Although moliancheng's liquor capacity is good, but tonight is also a bit greedy.

Mu Qingqing took the wine cup from Mo Liancheng's hand, put it on the waiter's tray, looked back at him and said, "don't drink it. I don't want to send you home for a while!"

"What? I'm afraid I'll have sex after drinking? " Mo Liancheng deliberately bent down and stuck in Mu Qingqing's ear, jokingly said, looking both ambiguous and intimate.

Drunk man less consistent indifference, eyes and eyebrows with a bit of frivolous smile, dark eyes in the dense opaque, as if with a glance can absorb people in general.

"I'm afraid you'll make a fool of yourself after drinking..." Mu Qingqing eyebrow tip slightly provokes, approaches him to smile lightly, "the man plays the wine madness to have nothing to look at."

Mu Qingqing's intimacy with moliancheng just fell into the eyes of several women standing not far away. They were rich ladies who came to the party with their husbands. Not only on such occasions, they often gathered in private to talk about other people's right and wrong, and Mu Qingqing was naturally a frequent guest in their after dinner topics.

"Tut Tut, look at that Mu Qingqing. I don't think she's going too far!" A chubby middle-aged woman, holding a cup, looked in their direction, turned back and said to her companion strangely.

This sentence, instantly attracted the interest of a few women gathered around the side, and quickly asked, "what's the matter? Is there any new material?"

Women are used to leisure, the most favorite is to explore other people's privacy, in order to meet their own heart.

Seeing the public talk, the middle-aged woman who provoked the topic flashed a touch of pride on her face and said in a sharp voice, "I went with my husband at the last Jiangcheng auction, but you don't know how wonderful it was at that time. That time, Mu Qingqing had been hugging the male star song Yanshu. At that time, Mo Liancheng was also there, and his face was green with anger! "

"Really? It's so hot? "

"Yes, yes, it can't be a maid or two husband who is so exciting, ha ha..."

Several women talk about each other, and the more they talk, the more they talk. Even the last time Mu Qingqing and song Yanshu attended the event together, they all became hugging and hugging. A lot of rumors are spread out in this way.

These words just fell into Mu Qingqing's ears. She had long been indifferent to such strange rumors. Moreover, Mu Qingqing was not a person who cared about other people's opinions. She had intended to leave these women who like to make mistakes at random, but just turned around, a force would imprison her body in place.

It was mo Liancheng. He grabbed Mu Qingqing's hand, and a pair of dark cold eyes became more profound. "Come with me!"

Before Mu Qingqing reacts, Mo Liancheng hugs her directly and walks to the side of the group of middle-aged women. Seeing Mo Liancheng and Mu Qingqing coming over, the ladies, who were still chattering, lost their voice and stopped talking.

When the woman who just started the topic saw Mo Liancheng come over, she changed her face and began to greet each other, "Oh, it's Miss mu, the president of Mo, what a coincidence..."

The woman, who was stunned by the embarrassment of her expression, also took advantage of the situation and moved the topic with a shrill voice, "Miss mu, your skirt is really beautiful, and it matches the skin color..."

"Yes, Miss Mu and Mr. Mo are really matched. They are a perfect match." Several women began to perfunctorily. This kind of scene words were not good for moliancheng. Besides, he did not come to greet these ladies, but intended to give Mu Qingqing a dignified appearance.

Mu Qingqing smiles indifferently, and his expression is particularly stiff and cold. He is pinched by the fingertips of Mo Liancheng in the palm of his hand, indicating that he should leave the disgusting atmosphere quickly. Mo Qing's hand just tightened, and then Mo Qing's hand became heavier.

"Really? Do you think Qingqing is more suitable for me or song Yanshu?" Mo Liancheng's eyes are cold and cold, and his fierce sharp edge is directly against the woman who has just started to slander Mu Qingqing.

Mu Qingqing was startled. She didn't expect Mo Liancheng to say so. She didn't know what kind of reaction to give.

The smile on a few women's faces Suddenly froze on the half dissolved hyaluronic acid and trembled slightly. See the momentum of Mo Liancheng are directed at the people who provoked the topic, and several other wives also dare not make a voice, even dare not to help, just bury their heads in embarrassment.

The middle-aged woman smiles awkwardly, but she can't hold on after three seconds. Her expression becomes very strange and stiff.

"If you're not mistaken, you are Mr. Wang's wife. I can't imagine that Mr. Wang has always been a low-key and modest man, but he married a woman who has no hidden words. They all say that women are the strength behind men. When I see them today, I'm really worried. In the near future, will you make up a story about the Mohist group for entertainment? "

Mo Liancheng's expression is cold and his tone is satirical. At the same time, Mr. Wang in the mouth of Molian city also inquired about his wife's personality, but he could not be more clear. No matter when he came, he would apologize to moliancheng."It's not you who should apologize, and I'm not the one to accept it!" Mo Liancheng said faintly, still holding Mu Qingqing's hand tightly, never let go.

Mu Qingqing stood aside with a calm face. Even if she didn't want to make a big fuss about it, since Mo Liancheng was angry, she couldn't say anything more.

Wang is always a smart person. He knows the meaning of Mo Lian Cheng's words. He pulls his wife to Mu Qingqing and says angrily, "you don't apologize to miss Mu quickly. Hurry up!"

In front of a group of wives in front of such ugliness, the woman's face has no place to place, blushing and stiff.

Mr. Wang pinched his wife's arm and lowered his voice, "you'd better apologize to me. It's just a matter of Mo Liancheng's words whether our company can be based in Jiangcheng in the future. Who do you offend? You must offend that Mu Qingqing!"

The woman twisted her body in a rage and bowed her head reluctantly and apologized to Mu Qingqing. Her age is much older than Mu Qingqing. In front of so many people, Mrs. Wang suddenly felt that she had no face and ran out of the banquet hall crying.

Mr. Wang always bowed and apologized to Molian city with an embarrassed face, and followed him out.

Mu Qingqing tugs at Mo Liancheng's hand, and a thank you finally froze at the edge of his lips and turns into a pale smile