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"But I don't think I know that Madame Tong would think so."

His master's expression changed, "This …" He looked at Murong Shaoyang a little troubled. After all, his master was famous for being afraid of his wife, and what he was more afraid of was that his master would provoke that tigress of the family.

The result must have been a skin peeling off him.

"Don't worry, I won't say anything. I understand." Murong Shaoyang laughed and walked towards the woman, "Follow me." After saying that, he walked out of the fitting room without looking back.

Liu Yanyan glanced at his master and quickly put on her clothes and followed him out.

When she found the man sitting in the audience, he was flipping through a pile of papers, as if he knew that she had arrived. He started to read the information on the papers, "Liu Yanyan, 21 years old, likes to travel, once travelled around the world." The woman shook her head and walked to the seat beside him. She had already changed into the clothes she would wear during the competition. She was wearing a white, transparent long skirt and red, eye-catching undergarments could be vaguely seen.

Noticing her ambiguous look, Murong Shaoyang retracted his gaze and looked at the information in his hand, but suddenly said: "Your figure is not bad." The woman glanced back at him. "Should I say thank you?"

"So many people have praised you. If you say 'thank you' for every single one of them, would you be tired?" Murong Shaoyang did not answer and instead asked with a tone of contempt. It was not that he had never seen this kind of woman before, but he just disliked this kind of woman.

Have an affair with the general manager of that company? Just a few days ago, he had announced the engagement between the two of them in a high-profile manner. But now, what had he done to treat the man who said that he loved her in front of the reporters?

"Are you doing this for fame or something? Money? Status? Ouyang Che should be able to give it to you, right? " Murong Shaoyang threw the information in front of her. The woman smiled and raised her hand, "Do you have a cigarette?" Murong Shaoyang originally wanted to say no, he didn't like smoking, and even more so, didn't like women smoking. However, he still fished out the cigarette he habitually carried around with him and handed it over to her, "You're so rich, why do you smoke such a lowly cigarette?" The woman looked at the package and could not help but complain.

"Is it possible that everyone likes to look at things that look luxurious like you?" Murong Shaoyang knocked on the table, raised his hand and said with dissatisfaction, "If you don't like it, give it back to me."

"Did I say I didn't like it? "After all, she's a famous beauty. Even the lowest class can be praised to the heavens." The woman then took one out of the box and placed it on her lips, then casually threw the cigarette case on the table. Liu Yanyan looked at Murong Shaoyang and asked, "Is there a fire?" Murong Shaoyang laughed, "You haven't even stepped onto the stage and you're already thinking about fire?" The woman glared at him. "It's a fire engine, is it not?" Murong Shaoyang blinked his eyes, both of his hands on the table as he stared at her

"You don't have a fire engine, but you do have a box of matches. You can't bear to see it?" As Murong Shaoyang said this, he put his hand in his pocket and felt around. This perfect joke made Liu Yanyan feel that it was both annoying and funny.

Taking the cigarette from his lips and patting it on the table, he walked over. The breath that the two of them were exhaling kept moving between each other's noses, almost touching each other's lips. Liu Yanyan revealed a charming smile and asked, "I don't want to smoke your cigarette, I want to smoke you now." Murong Shaoyang also laughed, "That's not good, right? You just got out of a man's bed and wanted to come to me? I'm not in the habit of sharing the wine in my glass. " Liu Yanyan blinked her eyes. Her long eyelashes moved up and down Murong Shaoyang's face, and the itch on his face reached the point where it caused her heart to throb.

Seeing that his itchy eyes had started to narrow, Liu Yanyan raised his hand and swiped it across his face, before she let out a breath and asked, "Could it be that you are not willing to have this cup of wine?"

The more wine was brewed, the more interesting it became. As expected of a woman who knew how to seduce people.

In the scene, the two sides of the scene, the reporter in front of the love as much as one who, no one paid attention to the place of the coquettish have as many as.

Murong Shaoyang retreated his chair back a few steps and opened up a safe distance from the woman in front of him.

He didn't want to get too close to a woman like that.

"Are you afraid? Mr. Murong Shaoyang. "Haha." Liu Yanyan revealed a satisfied smile, she picked up the cigarette from before putting it to her lips and asked again, "Mr. Murong Shaoyang, do you have a fire? How about you lend me one? "

Murong Shaoyang had no choice but to take out the fire engine from his pocket and give it to her, then took it back when she touched it, "We've arrived at the first moment." With that, Murong Shaoyang put the fire engine back into his pocket.

Liu Yanyan's face changed, this could be considered even.

The spectators around the stage slowly gathered towards the spectator stand. When Murong Shaoyang put down the wine cup in his hand, the lady in front of him had already left without knowing what was going on.

He looked around at the people who were slowly finding their seats and waved to the waiter who was approaching. "Get me a cup of coffee." The waiter smiled embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, sir. We don't serve coffee this time. Would you like to exchange for a cup of your favorite wine?" Murong Shaoyang frowned slightly, "That counts …"

"Who are you? When was it told you that coffee was not available? " Murong Shaoyang looked behind the waiter, wanting to know who interrupted him. Then, in the next second, he regretted his gossiping.

Dressed in a long black dress, completely different from the delicate smoky makeup in the atmosphere of the venue, her bright red lips made this woman look even more beautiful and flirtatious, while the few other girls beside her dressed in all kinds of dazzling colors, completely losing all color compared to her. She slightly raised her hand to pull the waiter's collar, easily pulling him in front of her, staring at him with wide eyes, the attendant slightly parted her lips and spat out a few words, "Immediately go and grind a cup of coffee for me right now."

This kind of domineering woman was probably someone no one could afford to offend. The waitress nodded with a tremble, then the woman put him down and took a toolbox from the woman behind her, "There's everything in the tool box." She patted the top of the box, then narrowed her eyes and threatened, "You'd better make a good one. If he doesn't like it, be careful of your neck." After saying that, he made a gesture to wipe his neck.

The waiter didn't dare to say anything bad and hurriedly took his toolbox and left.

The women behind her tactfully scattered. The woman's expression changed, and with a smile like a child, she threw herself into Murong Shaoyang's embrace, "The family of Shaoyang misses you so much, huh."

"Liu Yanyan, pay attention to the occasion and the image …" Murong Shaoyang pushed her aside and stood up, shaking her head helplessly.

Other than Liu Yanyan, who else would be able to have such a high profile in a competition that was filled with officials and dignitaries?

When Liu Yanyan stomped her feet, what she hated the most was Murong Shaoyang's constant reaction.

She crossed her arms over her chest and turned her head away from him. She scolded somewhat angrily, "Tsk, you always say that. I heard that you're going to get married?"

The host went up on stage and picked up the microphone to clear his throat. The entire audience quieted down as Murong Shaoyang quietly avoided Liu Yanyan's question. After the host gave his greetings, he introduced the rules and the like.

Murong Shaoyang was in the first row, standing up like this blocked everyone's line of sight. Some people started to complain, but when Liu Yanyan turned her head to glare at them, those people quickly calmed down again. Seeing the situation, Murong Shaoyang quickly pulled Liu Yanyan's hand and sat down.

"Hey!" Who allowed you to hold Miss Ben's hand? " He obviously couldn't stop the excitement in his heart, but Liu Yanyan had actually become arrogant and spoiled. Murong Shaoyang pushed the wine cup to her, "Come on, you're already red in the face, yet you still want to pretend."

"What the heck am I pretending for!" Liu Yanyan looked at the liquid in the cup of wine, swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and then put it back down, "What's the matter?" Her abnormal action caused Murong Shaoyang to be a little shocked.

Liu Yanyan looked at him and opened her mouth as if she had a lot of things to say, but in the end, she steeled her heart and turned her head to look at him. Even though he said that, even though his face was no longer the same as hers, his expression still changed.

Murong Shaoyang was naturally not clear about this, but he felt that the Liu Yanyan in his memories was not so restrained. From the moment he met him, he had been like an open-minded female man who did not have any image of him at all. She drank, smoked and fought.

L'éternité? guerrier

Chinese was the Eternal Warrior's meaning.

That night, when she was busy knocking on his door and showing off her collarbones, Murong Shaoyang had laughed at her for pretending to be an intellectual. However, she proudly told him that she had learned even better French than his English.

Asked her why she wanted to tattoo a word that was not romantic and had no real meaning, wasn't the first time the other girls would consider what they wanted to tattoo? Was it a beautiful design that made people jealous and envious at first glance, or the name of someone who was deeply memorable?

Who knew she would scold him angrily, "How can you be so superficial? A grown man has such wild thoughts, thinking that a Liu Yanyan like me is like a normal girl, what kind of brain do you have, I'm not that vulgar, okay? What a handsome name! "People who see it can't help but daydream about why you have such words, or why this girl needs someone to protect her. What nonsense are you talking about?"

Until now, when Murong Shaoyang saw this string of French, he still did not know where he could get a feel of what was happening. How many people had learnt French? At most, people would think, "Isn't it painful for this girl to have such a long paragraph of letters?" This girl's tattoo was pretty good, that's all.