She really didn't expect Mu Beiting to come. After all, it was said that he never attended such a conference.
With the appearance of Mu Beiting, the noisy venue was silent.
And until Mu Beiting stood still, people realized that he was a meticulous old man with silver hair and combing.
The old man wore a three piece suit, folded a colorful square scarf in his coat pocket, and walked in with the help of Mu Beiting with a Western-style crutch.
As soon as the old man appeared, everyone was silent.
Su Xiangwan knows the old man in front of him. He is the current helmsman of the C family and one of the most experienced fashion Godfathers. He enjoys a high status in the fashion circle.
Just look, Mu Beiting and he also have intersection?
Flat small mouth, immediately affectionate look at their own men.
However, someone is still jealous, Leng is stingy, even did not give her a look.
Niggard
Su Xiangwan murmured in his heart, standing on the side of Mu Beiting, but gently rubbed against his side, getting closer.
She didn't give up until her elbow could touch his suit.
The faint fragrance on her body is always different for him. In a mist of fragrance, Mu Beiting can clearly distinguish it.
Slightly droops the eye son, lightly swept her one eye.
Su Xiangwan suddenly showed a flattering smile.
Who knows someone doesn't buy it at all. He looks away without expression and says nothing.
Cut
Su Xiangwan snorted softly. There were many people with mixed eyes and no more voice.
Mu Beiting micro can not be checked curved lip corner, but a think of just now she and cold Che love my appearance, gas does not hit a place.
Taking back his sight, Mu Beiting said in a deep voice: "go and bring the list of invited people."
William looked at his grandfather, saw the old man nodded slightly, and immediately ordered people to turn around to get the record.
Yang Shuo stood on one side with a frown and a dignified eye color.
I didn't expect to shock out the godfather and son of fashion. This Su Xiangwan is really hard to provoke. I'm afraid that I can't get back to heaven now.
Li Qingqing looks at Yang Shuo nervously, and doesn't know what will happen.
Soon, the list of records was taken and submitted to Mu Beiting.
Mu Beiting slowly opened the list, examined a circle of people, thin lips light Qi: "a area, the first row of six, name, Li Xiaoxiao."
As soon as this was said, there was an uproar around.
"It's really not their seats. I didn't expect that they were so arrogant when they made a mistake."
"Yes, just now I thought this seat was really theirs."
"After such a long time, I still scolded her. I didn't expect that it was not her seat at all."
"I'm sorry. I think I should apologize not only to the two victims, but also to all of you for the delay in your precious time."
"That's right, but I think the actress is good-looking? Never before? "
……
All around the discussion, more or less flattered the old man and Mu Beiting.
But at the moment, these words let Li Qingqing blush, only feel a burst of hot pain.
Li Qingqing clenched his fist and did not speak.
So far, what is not clear?
No matter before or after, the seat is not her, it is really Li Xiaoxiao's, so Yang Shuo just came to the rescue.
But why?
Why is it like this?
She spent so much money, why did the seat become someone else's?