evil little innocent baby

Chapter 220 Three

In the private room of the hotel, the charming woman sang with a microphone. Her singing voice was melodious, and her singing was more moving than the original singer.

She was wearing revealing clothes, and her huge earrings shone exaggeratedly in the dim light, and she was the focus of the entire private room, and the eyes of men and men ### lingered on her.

She has a hot figure, and the man's eyes fall on her beautiful curve intentionally or unintentionally, revealing the greed of longing, while the woman's eyes stare directly at her proud and upright chest, the eyes of staring at her are mostly jealous.

Mu Lengrui pinched the goblet with two slender fingers, and sipped the wine on his own. The melodious singing voice reached his ears, but it failed to stir up any ripples.

His eyes, clear and clear for a week, all the women stared at him expectantly, but he just patrolled like a high-ranking king, and didn't deliberately look at anyone more.

A well-dressed lady in pure attire glanced at the expressionless Young Master Mu and at the woman who was singing, curled her lips, filled a glass of red wine, walked up to the singing woman, and grabbed the woman's hand holding the microphone.

"Sister Mei, after singing for so long, you must be thirsty, drink a glass of wine to quench your thirst first..." The sister Mei she was talking about was the woman who loved Mu Qingyun deeply, Mei Lingling.

Mei Lingling's singing paused, she obviously didn't expect that there would be someone grabbing the microphone halfway, and she said calmly, "Miss Yuan Jingting, I'm not thirsty, and I haven't finished singing yet..."

All eyes on the scene were focused on these two women, Yuan Jingting snatched the microphone with a little force, and forced the red wine to Mei Lingling.

Mei Lingling turned her hand away, and the goblet slipped from the side of her hand, smashed to pieces, and the bright red wine spilled all over the floor.

"Oh, Sister Mei, are you alright?" Yuan Jingting pretended to be concerned, and took a step back, as if pulling Mei Lingling towards her. During the process of pulling, her little hand suddenly flipped over and pushed Mei Lingling out.

Mei Lingling didn't have any preparations, she took a step back hastily, trying to grab something, but in vain, she fell to the ground, her tight short skirt was torn apart with a "chi la", and she was very happy.

"Ah!" The short skirt was pulled to the waist, and the top was only connected to a little fringe. She covered it with her hands, how could she hide so much springtime?

"Sister Mei, what's the matter with you? Are you okay?" Yuan Jingting stepped forward with concern, and half bent down.

Mei Lingling couldn't tell because she couldn't tell. Others would not notice such details and think she fell down accidentally.

"I'm fine..." She grabbed the torn corner in a panic, but she sat on the ground and couldn't close it at all. She whispered to Yuan Jingting, "Can you cover it for me so that I can stand up... "

Before she could finish speaking, Yuan Jingting had already picked up the microphone and said in a coquettish voice, "Sister Mei is tired, take a short rest, I will sing a song for everyone..."

Mei Lingling sat awkwardly on the ground next to her, her slender thighs exposed to the air, she lowered her head, and cast a look of help to the people in the private room.

Those who came together were basically acquaintances, otherwise they would not have appeared in the same private room, but at this time, for some reason, everyone turned a blind eye to her embarrassment.

After Yuan Jingting's announcement was over, the men applauded and the women applauded. The men's eyes scanned Mei Lingling's bare skin, and the women showed a sneering expression. The applause and applause contained a lot of booing.

Yuan Jingting smiled shyly, ordered a love song, sang it, and fired it in the direction of Mu Lengrui frequently.

Mu Lengrui stood up, stared at the direction of the round table, and walked over slowly with a shocking momentum.

A look of surprise flashed in Yuan Jingting's pupils, she sang harder on the round stage, she touched her forehead with her fingertips, and narrowed her eyes slightly, looking very intoxicated.

However, her eyes were always slit, and the young master Mu in her vision was getting closer and closer, and her heart rose little by little as young master Mu approached.

If she had seen Mu Lengrui's eyes clearly, she would not have waited with such a happy expression.

Mu Lengrui walked over slowly, his deep pupils were mixed with a icy air that made women afraid. Wherever he walked, the people around him involuntarily moved to the sides.

Yuan Jingting sang happily, and in order to welcome the arrival of Young Master Mu, she jumped over Mei Lingling on the ground, twisted her waist and walked down the stage, her eyes rolling.

She stretched out her little hand to Young Master Mu, and Mu Lengrui approached her, as if willing to accept this overture, and stretched out his hand.

"Pa——" There was a loud and crisp sound, and Yuan Jingting's eyes were full of gold stars. Young Master Mu's big hand did not take her small hand, but landed on her face impartially.

A stagger, she wanted to grab the person beside her and use her strength to support her body, but the person next to her deliberately avoided, she fell to the ground, the microphone flew out, buzzing in the air.

Mu Lengrui stepped over Yuan Jingting who was lying on the ground, walked to the original platform, bent down, hugged the disheveled Mei Lingling, and walked to the door amidst many complicated eyes.

Yuan Jingting covered her cheeks with her small hands, feeling the burning pain, she could clearly feel the swollen finger marks, she wanted to cry, but she hated to watch the revered Young Master Mu leave with another woman in her arms.

Mu Lengrui walked out of the door with Mei Lingling in his arms, but in the dark corridor, someone secretly pointed the camera at Mu Lengrui who was holding a half-luonv, and pressed the shutter.

"Kacha" flashed, the picture froze, Mu Lengrui was expressionless, the half-naked woman was leaning against the man's chest with her face sideways, her hands tightly clutching the man's neck.

The waiter greeted him courteously, and saw him holding a woman in his arms and leading the way.

The waiter led Mu Lengrui to the door of the room, took out the key card and swiped it, the door jumped open with a ding-dong, and the waiter respectfully stood aside with his hands down.

"Okay, it's none of your business..." Mu Lengrui walked in with the woman in his arms, and said coldly.

The door slammed shut, but the waiter didn't leave. Instead, he put his ear on the door and listened carefully to the sound.

After a while, there was a sound from inside, a woman's voice: "No, Mr. Mu, my skirt is torn. If the top is also torn, how can I go out to meet people..."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a snort, a woman's exclamation...the waiter showed a smile on his face, dialed the phone happily, and hid in a secluded corner to call the main station: "Everything is ok..."

The head office manager quickly conveyed the news to Mu Qingyun, a follower behind the scenes.

Mu Qingyun was cold, flicking the royal cigarette between his thumb and forefinger with his slender fingers, and the laptop screen on the coffee table reflected every move of Mu Lengrui and Mei Lingling in the hotel.

Mu Lengrui carried the half-naked Mei Lingling into the room, kicked her back, and the door slammed shut.

After a few steps to the bed, Mei Lingling was thrown on the bed, but the expression on her face was not panic, but rather charming with a smile.

Mu Lengrui was arrogant, and grabbed Mei Lingling's front with his big hands. Although the fullness of her chest was ready to be seen, such revealing clothes seemed to be an eyesore to him.

"No, Young Master Mu, my skirt is already torn, if my top is also torn, how can I go out to meet people..." Mei Lingling protected her chest.

"嗤啦——" with a sound, the front skirt was torn apart, and the white snow on the chest jumped out like a white pigeon flying out of a cage.

"Young Master Mu...I haven't taken a shower yet, and I'm covered in alcohol..." Mei Lingling raised her face coquettishly, her small hands protecting the two pinks on her chest.

Without saying a word, Mu Lengrui wrapped his arms around her, hugging the Chiluo woman by her waist with one hand, and strode towards the bathroom door.

Throwing the woman in at the door without mercy, and closing the door with his backhand, Mu Qingyun could no longer see the scene behind, but could hear the voice from the bathroom.

"Ah! Young Master Mu, don't—uh—" Mei Lingling's shriek, which was about to refuse, turned into an unbearable moan.

Mu Qingyun closed the laptop with a "snap", frowning, he saw the result he wanted, Mei Lingling was sent by him to seduce Mu Lengrui.

Seeing such a result, he couldn't be happy, because Mei Lingling, who loved him deeply, wanted to refuse and welcome, so she easily seduced Mu Lengrui, or because of other reasons, he couldn't tell.

His big brother, the chief executive officer of the Mu Group, a tycoon in the business world, overshadows him in every way. He has lived under his halo since he was a child, and it seems that he is like a firefly, shining faintly.

It's not because he's not outstanding, but because Mu Lengrui is too outstanding, standing next to someone who is too outstanding, he will naturally look small, this is something that has always troubled him.

On the surface, he is pampered and doesn't have to work hard, but he can have a lot of money to squander. The situation is much more comfortable than that of Mu Lengrui who is always worried about the development of the group.

However, people are often dissatisfied. He doesn't want to always live under the light of his brother. He wants to grasp his weakness and firmly grasp his weak point. Then the family business of the Mu Group will fall into his hands. .

An hour later, Mu Lengrui, who was wearing his upper body, came out of the bathroom, picked up the shirt thrown on the bed, put it on neatly, and left without hesitation, just like his usual style.

Hearing the door slam shut, Mei Lingling came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, walked to the bed with small steps, and picked up the phone: "Qingyun, I've done what you told me..."

There was a soft answer on the phone: "Yeah—" and hung up quietly.

"Qingyun——I—" Mei Lingling covered her chest with one hand, and held the receiver in the other. Before she finished speaking, the phone was already busy.

She was lying on the bed with a sense of loss, her clothes were torn, she couldn't go out wearing a bath towel, could she?Rather, when Mu Qingyun hung up her phone, who should he call to come and deliver clothes to her?

Hugged by Mu Lengrui in a hurry, she even left her bag in the private room. Her memory only remembered Mu Qingyun's mobile phone number and home number.

I dare not call my family. If the family knows what she looks like now, how worried should I be...

"Tuk Tuk Tuk—" There was a knock on the door outside.

"Qingyun?" Mei Lingling jumped up from the bed, ran to the door, twisted the doorknob, and opened the door, but she was only disappointed.

"Miss Mei, these are the clothes that Mr. Mu asked me to bring to you..." The waiter respectfully handed in a set of dresses through the crack of the door.

"Mr. Mu? Which Mr. Mu? Mr. Mu Lengrui?" Mei Lingling didn't pick up the clothes right away.

"Mr. Mu Qingyun, Miss Mei..." the waiter replied respectfully.

"Okay, thank you..." Mei Lingling took the clothes, but cold sweat broke out on her body, and the cold air from the air conditioner blew on her sweaty back, making her feel chilly.

How did Mu Qingyun know that her clothes were torn?Could it be that he sent people to monitor?

Mei Lingling searched around, and finally found a monitor with a big pinhole in a very inconspicuous corner of the wall. Mu Qingyun actually sent someone to install a monitor in the room?

Mei Lingling's heart sank, she couldn't tell, she was being watched by Mu Qingyun in a corner, or someone in the hotel was spying on her.

Mei Lingling quickly shrank to the bed, pulled the quilt to cover her body, and put on her clothes under the cover of the quilt.

While wearing it, he secretly recalled the situation after Mu Lengrui carried her in just now.

Mu Lengrui threw her into the bathroom, closed the door, took out the prepared recording, and pressed the play button, the voice of xxoo came out, making her blush and heartbeat.