Chapter 567

A slender and straight man with excellent short hair and slight curls of bangs, wearing a dark suit that is ironed and well fitting, wearing thin framed glasses with shallow edges, driving on the bridge of a tall nose, his heroic and handsome appearance has attracted a lot of attention.

What makes people unable to open their eyes is his own ruffian spirit, which always shows a sense of cynicism. Even under the suit, there is no sense of conflict.

"Isn't this Liao Ershao? My God, it's more handsome than what you read in TV magazines..."

"What day is it today? The two male gods of Zuo and Mo are not enough. Liao Ershao is also coming!"

Many people in the crowd were stunned by the handsome faces comparable to stars, and whispered one after another.

I didn't expect Liao Jiangcheng to come and didn't feel surprised. I just nodded my head to say hello.

Liao Jiangcheng is used to the praise of others for his appearance. He glances around indifferently. His beautiful Phoenix eyes are smiling, which makes many girls in full bloom.

Zuo Zhan's eyes darkened when he saw him.

Mo yuan immediately smelled the embarrassment of the atmosphere and felt the stalemate among several people. He was busy trying to make things right. "Mr. Liao, I haven't seen you for a long time. It's really brightening my face today."

"You're welcome, No." Liao Jiangcheng's lips are hooked. He has some cooperation with Moyuan company, and occasionally moves normally. It's all a general relationship.

"By the way, what do you want to talk about?" Liao Jiangcheng finally took a serious look at Zuo Zhan.

Zuo Zhan dyed a fierce look in his eyes. "Liao always means wrong. I want to talk to Director Xu."

"Oh, but I'm not free to make a wish." Liao Jiangcheng still smiled, with an invisible deep meaning on his secretive face, walked to the side of the wish, pressed his voice and said softly, "I'll talk to Mr. Zuo and find you later."

Wishing just wanted to go, naturally nodded gently.

"But the old rule is no drinking, no cold drinks." Liao Jiangcheng blinked, and the voice of his advice was gentle.

There were no words to make a wish, and there was no disgust in his plain eyes.

Because of these similar words, Liao Jiangcheng has said them too many times in the past six months. Whether from the perspective of friends or as a colleague, it's not too much. She can't pick out a reason to refute. She can't be nice to others. Can she refuse again?

What's more, she still has another sister's life. This matter is pressing on her wish heart.

But I didn't know that at this moment, Zuo Zhan's face was all heavy, and his hazed cold eyes glanced at her back, and then his cloudy vision fell to Liao Jiangcheng.

In an instant, Zuo Zhan's face was not normal.

At the sight of Mo yuan, his heart bristled. All the steps he wanted to go stopped. He knew Zuo Zhan's temper too well. If he really started, so many people would lose his face.

No matter what you say, Moyuan has to stop it——

"Mr. Liao, you just came here. Have you seen my son? Go, I'll show you..." Mo Yuan said and went to La Liao River City, thinking of taking one of the two 'dangerous elements', but unexpectedly, Zuo Zhan spoke.

"Wait."

Just these two words made a sound of cold.

Many people around are watching, but they don't dare to come and listen carefully.

Liao Jiangcheng didn't want to go either. At the moment, he stopped and looked at Zuo Zhan unkindly, "what are you doing?"

"Don't you want to talk?" Zuo Zhan put one hand into his trouser pocket, "are you with wishing...?"

As soon as this sentence comes out, Zuo Zhan's heart is like being held by something. The frozen blood coagulates. Without managing how solid intelligence is, and no matter how much insight he has in his hand, it is far from the pain of a positive response from the party concerned!

Zuo Zhan understood this a long time ago.

"Ask clearly." Liao Jiangcheng, with a faint look in his eyes, stopped the waiter, took a glass of wine from the tray and sipped, "I said before that sooner or later you will regret it. How about it? I'll do what I say."

Zuo Zhan's face is even worse.

Mo yuan's breathing is also a little stifled. From the perspective of his bystanders and brothers, they all pinch sweat for Zuo Zhan. There are many kinds of love enemies. Xi Yan used to be a hard nail, but now this one——

Mo yuan can't find an adjective.

"Don't put too much gold on your face. Regret? You shouldn't say such words if you use your brain." Left Zhanshen road.

Liao Jiangcheng's complexion is not very good-looking, "well, if you really don't regret it, don't bother her again. She is already my woman, and in recent months, I get along with her... Very well and agree with her in all aspects."

As soon as Zuo Zhan's eyes tightened, his chest suffered a strong dull pain, and his anger surged up almost instantly.

He knew about wishing, believed in her, and knew more about the original intention of letting go, but he still couldn't accept others touching her! That's a wish. His only woman, the most noble and sacred existence, how can she allow others to defile, and she should be raising her body for more than half a year. How can Liao er

"Liao, Jiang, Cheng!" The low pronunciation of left occupation exposed unprecedented anger.

Mo yuan, who listened to a few words, was scared and hurriedly subconsciously grabbed Zuo Zhan's arm, "Zuo Zhan, calm down."

Liao Jiangcheng showed a cruel smile and raised his provocative eyebrows. "I want to thank you for that. If you hadn't thrown her to me, where would you have this chance? When we got married, you matchmaker must come."

"Fuck you, Liao Jiangcheng, she's in poor health. You dare to force her!"

"Fuck!" Liao Jiangcheng's fire came up. He threw the wine cup in his hand to the waiter and stared at Zuo Zhan coldly. "You have the guts to repeat what you just said! Force? Think I'm like you! I'm in love, investment, will and agreement with her, she, also, heart, sweetness, love and wish!"

Zuo zhansen's cold face was almost cannibal. If Mo yuan hadn't pulled it, he would have swung his fist.

Liao Jiangcheng said that for this reason, he has torn his face again. He said again without scruples, "I'll go to your mother's surname Zuo. You prick up your ears and listen to me clearly. When she was ill and no one could save her, you threw her to me like garbage. She had a lot of serious and minor diseases. Who cured her? It's me! All the cheap things in the world belong to you? If you want to wave and take it back, who will you take as a fool?"

"Fuck! I'm sensible. I don't remember what I did when I saw her walking around. I'm forgetful. Go see the doctor. Don't fucking block people here!"

Zuo Zhanqi didn't want to talk anymore, so he rushed up to beat people.

He and Liao Jiangcheng had nothing to say. Zuo zhanlun couldn't explain to him the causes and consequences at the beginning. Zuo Zhan would kill him if he dared to "touch" and make a wish!

"Enough! Stop it!" Mo yuan whispered and stopped Zuo Zhan, "brother Zhan, give me a face and calm down."

Then, Mo yuan looked at Liao Jiangcheng again, "President Liao, you're here to celebrate your birthday. Don't say a few words. You really need to do it and change places."

Liao Jiangcheng quickly stabilized his mood. Yu Guang fiercely swept the crowd around him. After scaring everyone away, he also sorted out his tie and said to Mo yuan, "sorry, it's more inclusive. I'll have a word with Mr. Mo Lao."

As soon as he left, Mo yuan was slightly relieved and supported the assistant secretary and Rui Shen behind him. He took Zuo Zhan across the crowd to the terrace.

Mo yuan took two cigarettes and lit the lighter for Zuo Zhan and himself. With a long sigh, he was about to have a heart-to-heart talk. However, Zuo Zhan spit out a smoke ring directly and said softly, "thanks, I'm fine."

Zuo Zhan also patted Mo yuan on the shoulder and left with a cigarette in his mouth.

"Hey, wait --"

Mo yuan walked over with a cigarette in his fingers. "What's going on? You and wishing... Didn't it end long ago? Or you didn't give up..."

Zuo Zhan narrowed his eyes, and his deep eyes were unfathomable.

Mo yuan looked puzzled. "If I say, almost, there are some suitable women. Can you hang them from a tree? Yes, it's good to make a wish, but no matter how good it is, you did it. If you want to blame yourself."

Zuo Zhan nibbled at the filter tip of the cigarette, his thin lips moving slowly spit out smoke, and left a sentence, "what do you know?" Just walk away.