A Pillow of Greedy Love: The Young Master's Little Wife

Those present rarely saw Mo Ji attend the banquet.Even if he was present, he would either be hiding in a corner alone, pouring himself a drink, playing handsome, and thoroughly interpreting the quiet, indifferent and deep handsome man.Or just say hello to the host of the banquet, and then go straight to the Bo family who came to the banquet, and talk to them.

Therefore, they took it for granted that they had never seen such a "horrifying" scene of striking up a conversation before them.Seeing him so suddenly, they all subconsciously kept silent, widened their eyes, quietly waiting to see some gossip in the world.

And the girl who was holding on to her best friend was obviously petrified.

His lips stumbled, and he wanted to say hello to the handsome uncle in front of him, but he was so stiff that he couldn't speak for a long time.

On the contrary, the girl with honey-colored curly hair, after a brief daze, showed a beautiful smile, squinting those deer-like, wet caramel-colored eyes, looking up and down at the man in front of her, very bold Handed him the goblet.

"Good evening, Mr. Mo. I just heard your name!"

The goblet almost touched his.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a soprano voice suddenly came from the direction of the door of the originally quiet banquet hall.The girl was so startled that her fingers trembled slightly, and she almost hit the glass in her hand. Not to mention, the champagne in the glass even splashed a few drops on Mo Ji's expensive embroidered gown.

The delicate hang silk was dyed a light yellow, which quickly faded away, making the spot extremely conspicuous.

The honey curly-haired girl became flustered in an instant, and shame appeared in her beautiful eyes: "I'm sorry, Mr. Mo, I didn't mean it, I just, just—"

"It's okay, pretty lady, it's not your fault, you don't need to apologize. It's just a small mistake, I'll just go to the bathroom to deal with it. Excuse me!"

A just right smile bloomed at the corner of his mouth.

Mo Ji comforted the girl very gentlemanly, then turned and left.

And the moment he turned around, he looked at the noise, and there seemed to be a complicated meaning flashing across his eyes.But if you follow his gaze and look again, there seems to be nothing worth paying attention to.On the contrary, the person who is responsible for welcoming the guests, the so-called host human rights in the invitation letter, will attract attention with his cold hospitality.

Because it was none other than Mr. Bo Junchen and his minister Bo who claimed to be ill some time ago and walked into the banquet hall with this attentive Mr. Quan.

However, this man who dominates the shopping mall is by no means inferior to his adoptive father Bo Feiyang.

It can be regarded as a little legend in the business world!

And his feelings for the lady beside him is a rare fairy tale in their circle.

Their appearance made the girl who was attracted by the handsome uncle Mo Ji a moment ago quickly divert her attention, and she didn't even pay attention to the scream just now.

"Wow, look, Bo Junchen!" The girl with honey-colored curly hair shook her best friend vigorously, and said with excitement, "The one next to him is his beloved, right? I remember, her surname should be Su, Call, what is it called? I forgot..."

"Su Nuanxia." The best friend who was dazzled by the shaking, rolled her eyes at the girl and replied.

"Yes, that's her!" The girl nodded vigorously, then remembered something, and asked, "Is this the only couple here at the Bo family?