Three Treasures Falling from Heaven

Chapter 25
But Mo Shaozhen's aura around him was as cold as a pool of cold water. He glanced at the people flocking to get close to him with faint eyes. He didn't even respond to a single eyelid. He stepped forward with his long legs and hugged the "weak spot" in his arms. , walked straight towards the soft sofa on the side of the banquet hall.

The tall body sank lazily into the soft sofa, and soon after, the attendant came up with a tray.

He stretched out his hand, picked up a glass of champagne, and swept the audience.

They are all passers-by, and they don't know each other, so naturally they don't allow anyone who is ready to make a move to get close to him.

Gu Lianlian turned sideways and was forced to sit beside him, clearly feeling that the man next to him had performed what is called a thousand-year-old iceberg face to the extreme.

She felt that anyone who dared to approach this giant Buddha covered in arctic glaciers was really brave.

But thinking of his vigilance, I couldn't help feeling distressed.

Yuelan said that being in a completely unfamiliar environment would aggravate his whole body's defense ability. Is he particularly panicked now?
Gu Lianlian had already imagined Mo Shaozhen, who was nervous and trembling but concealed her weakness with a cold face...

Immediately, his girlfriend was overwhelmed and comforted in a low voice: "Don't be afraid, some of the people here tonight are friends of parents, some are relatives at home, there are also some business partners, and some are wealthy and distinguished guests from S City."

In fact, Gu Lianlian didn't know many people. She only met relatives of the Mo family at the engagement banquet, and introduced the few people she knew to Mo Shaozhen: "That is my father-in-law's second brother, and that is my father-in-law's third brother... "

Before he finished speaking, his chin was forced to look at the man.

Mo Shaozhen's slender hands turned her face forcefully, and those eyes, which were as deep as the sea, pierced fiercely at her.

Gu Lianlian shuddered: "What's wrong?"

"Ma Ma, Papa must be disgusted by the fact that you remember too many people in your mind."

Xiaopingan translator explained, because he read a few words in Papa's ferocious eyes: only look at me, only remember me!

Gu Lianlian was startled: "Is that so?"

Mo Shaozhen didn't admit it or deny it, but he turned her face so that she could only watch his movements, but he was showing the mountains and rivers, and there was dissatisfaction with her slow reaction in his eyes.

The black pupils are like a frosty night, and the huge sense of oppression is raging and roaring like the sky is falling apart...

Everyone in the banquet hall felt Young Master Mo's displeasure, and the timid ones were already trembling while holding their wine glasses~~
Others felt that the rumors were simply misleading.

It was rumored that Mo Shaozhen was a kind and compassionate man who had sponsored many people to go to school. Many employees of the Mo Group had received favors from Mo Shaozhen, but how could the man in front of him be merciful or kind?

The iceberg on his face looked like a big devil who could crush people to death at any time.

The lemon spirits who were waiting for Gu Lianlian to be divorced just a moment ago are now timid.

After all, everyone is rich and beautiful, and they want to find a good man who is gentle and will spoil his wife. It doesn't matter if he has money or not. Anyway, our family has money. If you can't fight for a husband, you can still eat the old man, right?
I really sympathize with that ugly duckling that flew up a branch and turned into a phoenix. I don't know how to offend the Great Demon King Mo, so I want to be pinched like this?
Gu Lianlian, who was sympathized, directly fed the red wine in Mo Shaozhen's hand to his mouth: "Drink some champagne, calm down."

Her husband must be insecure, afraid that she would run away, that's it, no rebuttal is accepted.

Mo Shaozhen stared at her with secretive eyes, but did not refuse, and took a sip.

"Sweet?"

"It's not as sweet as you."

Mo Shaozhen told the truth, but his voice was very cold, which showed that his anger was not so easy to dissipate, and he needed more flattery.

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(End of this chapter)