wealthy daughter-in-law

Yan Xihua's words seemed unintentional, but Mo Jia could hear them clearly.Holding the wine glass, he turned around and whispered something to the people behind him, as if, the intersection between his nominal wife and other men had nothing to do with him.

Mo Tieyi was also taken aback, and raised his eyebrows suspiciously, "Ah Zhong, am I old? Why can't I understand these children?"

Sister Zhong also shook her head, "Old Master, don't talk about you, I don't understand either."

Huan Huan, who was originally going to attend the reception with Mo Jia, would actually be the second young master Mo Sheng's female companion, which was a bit unexpected.Fortunately, except for the Mo family, no one knew Huanhuan's identity, only that she was Director Mo's former personal assistant.Otherwise, maybe there will be a lot of storms.

Where there is a cocktail party, there are always beauties competing for splendor. m. o.All the female staff were trying their best to show off on this occasion. Long before Yan Xihua appeared, they could fight to the death, but when Yan Xihua showed her face, she immediately killed everyone.

Yan Xihua, who used to be the leader, is now evenly divided because of the appearance of Huanhuan.

The dress on Huanhuan is really eye-catching, especially her pair of beautiful legs, which are straight and slender. Every step she takes will set off a small wave of charm, which will make the men present in vain.When Mo Jia was speaking, his eyes glanced over here, and he noticed the colored eyes around him that were bright or dark, or admiring or obsessive. There was a gleam of displeasure between his brows, which soon filled his entire face.

He beckoned to the hotel manager and whispered something in his ear, the manager nodded and went down immediately.

Yan Xihua saw it, but wisely, she didn't ask anything, but was polite to the wealthy businessmen's wives who came to chat.

This is the case in high society, who is richer and who is more hypocritical.In terms of background, although she can't squeeze into this circle, she has been in the Mo family for so long, and she has been influenced by her ears and eyes. In addition, she is a transparent person, so she behaved like a lady, and she was confused for a while. All eyes.

In contrast to her ease, Su Huanhuan was doing nothing, following Mo Sheng's side, yawning incessantly in front of those who came to make friends.There are also those two people who are dangling not far away, which is really enough to fill the gap.She suddenly began to regret, why did she agree to come here!

Seeing her boredom, Mo Sheng nodded slightly to the people around him, turned his face to her ear and said, "There's food over there, I'll accompany you there."

"No need, I'll just go by myself." Huan Huan was also a sensible person, turned around and left alone.

At this moment, the lights in the hall suddenly dimmed.

Everyone was taken aback for a moment, and the melodious music sounded at the right time, heralding the official start of the reception.

Huanhuan looked up and looked around, and after adapting to the dim light, he moved towards the goal.The rows of tempting mousse in front of her reminded her of Chifeng. If the little guy could come here and see so many delicious foods, he would jump for joy.

Picking up a piece, standing in the corner, savoring it carefully.

On the stage, Mo Tieyi had already started to speak, mostly thanks for his encouragement.Huanhuan is not interested, so he has to specialize in food.

The air around him suddenly fluctuated, the magnitude was not large, but it was extremely obvious.She was too familiar with this cool taste, her expression froze, she turned around slowly, and she met a pair of indifferent and cold ink eyes.

"Why did you come with Mo Sheng?" He asked straight to the point.

Huan Huan looked away, "Why can't you come with him?"

She is really angry, what is this?He didn't want to bring her here, and he didn't allow others to invite her?Shouldn't Su Huanhuan have no market for her? !After all, she is also a girl with eighteen flowers!

Mo Jia seemed to be forbearing, he was completely black, and he was able to blend into the darkness around him.He stared at her unscrupulously, his gaze fell on her pair of beautiful bare legs, and the hem of her skirt that just passed her thighs.Coincidentally, there was someone close to him looking here, and bumped into him.

Mo Jia's chest heaved obviously, and his voice was deep and terrifying, "Su Huanhuan, I'll give you 5 minutes, and you change this damn clothes right away!"

"Why?!" Huan Huan was really angry, she didn't care about the people who cared about her, now she even cared about what clothes she was wearing? !

Prince, are you too busy!

She stared at her round eyes, "Master Mo, do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Mo Jia squinted his eyes, curled his lips, and his suspected sneer was frightening.Huan Huan shivered, took a small step back, he approached, not giving her any room to back down, with a cold appearance, three parts evil, three parts bullying, "Maybe, I should show you what obsessive-compulsive disorder is. "

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed her wrist and dragged her towards the side door.

"Hey you--"

"If you want everyone to look this way, you can call it good."

Damn!

While struggling, Huan Huan stared at him desperately, Mo Jia didn't even look at him, and dragged her out of the side door.

Not far away, Zhong Kun pushed his glasses, and pulled the passing waiter with a smile, "Have a cup of fragrant slices, remember, I want magnolia flowers, oh yes, add some honey. The weather is dry, everyone is a little angry, Better have some tea."

The waiter nodded blankly, "Uh, please wait a moment."

The pair of fascinating eyes behind the lens aimed at Mo Sheng on the opposite side. After handing the teacup to the waiter, he walked over and smiled, "Young Master Cheng, long time no see."

Still searching for the phantom Mo Sheng, he turned around and raised his eyebrows, "Zhong Kun? When did you come back?"

"Hehe, yesterday. Young Master Sheng, I haven't seen you for so long, do you have time to chat?"

Mo Sheng frowned, but then he smiled, "Okay, just in time, I also have some questions I want to ask."

"Don't dare to take it seriously, Mr. Sheng has something to do, so he must know everything."

When the two of them turned around, Zhong Kun glanced at the side door, the corner of his mouth curled slightly.

He will remember to ask the prince for this favor.

Huanhuan was pulled all the way to the lounge next to her by Mo Jia, shaking her sore wrist, she narrowed her eyes in anger, "Mo Jia, you are really strange! What kind of clothes do I wear? Is it bothering you?"

Mo Jia turned around, her long hair flowing in a flowing arc.Standing in front of her, she looks so ethereal, but that handsome face, which has always been unmoving, is shrouded in a haze, gloomy.

"This skirt is so short that it can't cover anything, but you can still wear it with peace of mind?"

Huan Huan blushed, and her long legs were huddled together uncomfortably, to avoid his glare, her neck raised, "Where is it short?"

Mo Jia sneered, stepped forward a few steps, and unceremoniously grabbed her skirt, "Isn't this short?"

Huan Huan was startled, he was so dazed that he forgot to react.

Just now, did Mo Jia lift her skirt...

dignified m. o.The prince, actually lifted her skirt? !

Her face turned from red to white, and then from white to blue, and the anger rolled and devoured her!

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