Several people are shrewd. Everyone at the dinner table noticed this sudden cough, but no one knew it. )
But Wang Bin, a 20-year-old male colleague next to Sheng Yuchen, glanced at Mu Chuqing with some embarrassment.
In the second group, except for Chen Ya, people still respect Mu Chuqing.
But the group leader's meaning was obvious, but it was too obvious!
If Mu Chuqing really sits in this position, the atmosphere is really not good. A few of them are just raising flowers, planting grass, and doing this kind of custom.
"Wang Bin, let's change it!"
Suddenly Mu Chuqing stood up, talking and holding his own dishes and came to Wang Bin's side. .
Standing up, she was very slender and slender. The sweater sleeves on her wrists retracted slightly to her forearms, revealing a white lotus-like arm, and her body faintly exuded a unique fragrance.
Everyone at the dinner table looked at Mu Chuqing's eyes a little weird, in fact, it was right to say that she was contemptuous.
In Wang Bin's position, a woman wants to sit.
But no one has posted so shamelessly as Mu Chuqing.
This kind of thinking, even Sheng Yuchen thought in his heart.
Seeing that his intentions had been achieved, Fu Ming hurriedly said with a smile: "Yes, it's clear sky, help to serve Mr. Sheng! Let Wang Bin serve Mr. Sheng, it looks awkward..."
Mu Chuqing raised her eyebrows and did not speak, but she still picked up the food and put it in the empty plate in front of Sheng Yuchen.
Sheng Yuchen's eyebrows gradually filled with anger. Although he had seen too many women who tended to be inflamed and used their faces and figures to please men, he even sneered at those women, but he felt understandable.
After all, these are the unique capital of women.
However, tonight, because of the actions of this strange woman who is also a woman, he was filled with anger in his heart.
Mu Chuqing clamped another piece of tender white fish, picked out the thorns with chopsticks, and placed it on Sheng Yuchen's plate.
From sitting down until now, she hasn't eaten a bite by herself, but she is always serving Sheng Yuchen.
Sheng Yuchen sat up straight, rolling out a bit of disgust from the depths of his jet black eyes.
"This young lady..."
Sheng Yuchen spoke coldly, but noticed that Mu Chuqing's body shook violently, her already fair face, without a trace of blood at this moment, and the hand holding the chopsticks also faintly began to tremble.
She retracted her hand and turned to look at him, "What's wrong? Mr. Sheng."
Mu Chuqing's eyes were filled with unstoppable pain and sadness.
Sheng Yuchen's black eyes shrank, and his heart suddenly throbbed for no reason.
He moved his lips, but still failed to say the humiliating words.
The hands on the table curled up slightly, and finally changed his mouth.
"Excuse me, your last name?"
Sheng Yuchen saw with his own eyes the pain in the eyes of the woman in front of him a bit deeper, and her eyes trembled slightly in her eye sockets.
But his heart also became more uncomfortable.
"My surname is Mu, Mu... clear sky."
Mu Qingkong?
Sheng Yuchen's eyebrows were slightly rimmed, his head tilted slightly, his dark eyes were heavy, as if he was thinking something.
For a moment, he turned his head again and nodded at her: "It seems that we really don't know each other, Miss Mu."
Mu Chuqing felt bitter in her heart.
Even the Left Wing could find her unknown because of a name, but he thought about it for a long time, couldn't he think of "Mu Chuqing" because of the three words "Mu Qingkong"?