Evil Charm chief spoils his warm wife and is addicted

Chapter 47 Go Back
"I know, this is Xuanxuan's private matter, we have no right to intervene."

An Yimo shrugged. They really had no right to intervene in this matter. After all, it was Yu Xuan's choice. However, I just don't know what Su Luo thinks.

When An Yimo looked at Su Luo, he happened to raise his glass to her. An Yimo nodded to him and continued to discuss with Feynman.

"Are you planning to salvage this fish into the river pond of Momo Entertainment?"

An Yimo looked at Han Yuyan who was sitting next to An Mohan. Although Han Yuyan is indeed a good actor, for some reason, she just doesn't like her, just like she doesn't like Shangguan Hong. Speaking of Shangguan Hong, today Shangguan Hong seems to have restrained a lot.

"No, as you can see, I don't have much ability anymore, this matter can only be handed over to the president."

Here, An Mohan picked up a glass of wine and sipped a few sips, smiling at Han Yuyan who was sitting beside him with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

"Mo Han, let's make an agreement. See you at the Oak Restaurant tomorrow night."

Han Yuyan's voice was very pleasant, but Xuan Siye next to him had goosebumps all over his body. He sneaked a few glances at An Mohan, but saw An Mohan nodded. Although he didn't speak, it was also It was already the best answer for Han Yuyan. After getting his accurate answer, Han Yuyan gulped down the wine in her glass in one gulp, and then began to think about what clothes to wear with An Mohan for dinner tomorrow. up.

Here, Feynman received the look from An Mohan, raised his glass to express his admiration for An Mohan, and then put a hand on An Yimo's shoulder not only intentionally or unintentionally, but An Yimo didn't break free, as if there was something wrong with him at all. He didn't care, but Feynman managed to see An Mohan's expression changed, his peach eyes were full of coldness.

Of course, Shangguan Hong and Han Yuyan, who were closest to him, felt waves of cold air emanating from An Mohan's body, and they moved away from An Mohan's side unconsciously.

Then, Xuan Siye and Zhan Nanxuan sat beside An Mohan without fear of death, and following An Mohan's gaze, they saw Feynman and Feynman's hand on An Yimo's shoulder, The two looked at each other, sighing in their hearts, Feynman is so powerful, even dare to challenge An Mohan's authority, so the two made a silent decision in their hearts, they will learn a lot from Feynman in the future, after all, Yimo like this An Mohan's beautiful woman is not An Mohan's own, they also grew up with An Yimo, okay, Yimo belongs to all of them.

At this time, An Mohan didn't think about the thoughts of the two bad friends sitting beside him. If he really found out, he would kick them one by one and kick them to the South Pole.

There was dancing next. Of course, those media friends didn't leave, so An Mohan and An Yimo didn't go to the dance, otherwise, it would be in the headlines tomorrow.

However, the fact that they didn't dance together doesn't mean they can't dance, so in the end, under An Mohan's cold gaze, Feynman invited Yi Mo to dance without fear of death, and the two of them seemed to be in the middle of the dance floor.

"You're trying to get angry with An Mohan on purpose, so you're not afraid that he will fire you as the general manager if he gets angry."

Following Feynman's footsteps, An Yimo danced very easily.

"It doesn't matter. If An Mohan can be crowned as a beauty in a rage, I will give up my working life for the rest of my life to watch a good show."

He's not afraid of him, hum, he can't handle Han Yuyan, now let's see who Han Yuyan will pester, it's still very cost-effective for him to abandon Han Yuyan for Yimo.

Here, An Mohan was sitting alone on a super long sofa. No one dared to approach him, because the air-conditioning around him made it impossible to approach him.

People went to dance one after another, and of course some who were not afraid of death stepped forward to invite An Mohan to dance, but they were all scared away by his cold eyes. In the end, only An Mohan was left sitting on the sofa with tight eyes. Locked tightly on the red figure in the middle of the dance floor.

Feynman, who was dancing vigorously here, felt chills all over his body. Although he was ready, he still felt that his president was too powerful. Just a glance made his scalp tingle, so, in the end, For the sake of his own life, he brought An Yimo to the sofa where An Mohan was sitting in a very gentlemanly manner.

As soon as they sat down, Feynman felt that he was going to be unlucky, and it would be better to wait if he didn't leave at this time.

"President, miss, I think there are still things I haven't dealt with, so I'll go back first, you guys have fun."

Well, he admitted that he gave up. He couldn't beat An Mohan, and couldn't bear An Mohan's anger.

An Mohan's eyes followed Feynman's eyes until he walked out of the starry door, and then he took them back. Then, he fixed his eyes on the innocent An Yimo.

"Don't look at me like I'm cheating on you."

Yi Mo picked up a glass of wine and took a sip, then ignored him at all. An Mohan looked at the people dancing on the dance floor with great interest. Staff.

"An Yimo, are they prettier or am I prettier?"

"Ah, poof..."

An Yimo couldn't help laughing after hearing this, An Mohan had taken the wrong medicine, was he jealous?Hahaha, so funny.

"They look good."

An Yimo answered An Mohan's question without fear of death, and as a result, the surrounding air became a little colder, and the temperature dropped a few degrees.

An Yimo shrugged. She was originally a good-looking dancer. Although An Mohan was handsome, she still felt that the dancers on the dance floor were good-looking.

"Okay, you really can."

An Mohan gritted his teeth, as if he wanted to eat An Yimo up his stomach, but An Yimo didn't care about him, she still wanted to watch him dance, hehe.Xixi and Xuan Siye are so right, the two of them together are simply a beautiful landscape.

Of course, this beautiful landscape is talking about An Mohan and An Yimo here.

"Are you saying whether Mo Ying or An Mohan will win this time?"

Xia Xi lowered his voice and asked Xuan Siye, Xuan Siye thought for a while, and finally answered Xia Xi's question, which he knew knowingly.

"An Yimo."

Of course, Xia Xi also thought so. For a long time, she felt that An Mohan was really eaten by An Yimo. Although she felt that their relationship was a bit strange, Xia Xi knew that An Yimo was happy.

"You dance very well."

Xuan Siye praised that he had seen many girls who could dance, but Xia Xi's dance had a different taste.

"My parents are both dancers, so it should be hereditary."

Xia Xi spun around and returned to Xuan Siye's arms, but that heart was beating even faster, and so was Xuan Siye. He wanted to lock up this beauty for him to appreciate alone.

(End of this chapter)