New Wife No. 1: Young Master Mo, don't be presumptuous

Chapter 8 He's Angry
If she had known this earlier, she would have flatly refused even 20 million yuan, not to mention 100 yuan, but if she repented now, she would have to pay 200 million yuan in compensation!
She can't afford that money!
"Yes, it's my girlfriend. What does Young Master Mo think?" Nan Siting asked triumphantly, raising his eyebrows.

Holding the red wine in his hand, Mo Jingchen shook the wine glass faintly, a sneer appeared on the corner of his lips, and he said indifferently: "Xiao Wu, when did your vision get so bad?"

Facing Mo Jingchen's coldness, everyone has become accustomed to it.

"Young Master Mo, what nonsense are you talking about? You are obviously a beautiful woman." The girl beside her joked, and then asked An Xiaowan, "Big beautiful woman, how did you meet our Fifth Master Nan?" The young girl sitting opposite With stars in his eyes, he couldn't help gossiping.

An Xiaowan, who was sitting on pins and needles, tightly pursed her lips and clenched her hands restrainedly. At this moment, she was suffering like an ant in a hot pot.

Taking a deep breath, he calmed down and squeezed out a smile on his face, "Nan and I..." After a pause, he glanced at Nan Siting sideways, swallowed and continued, "Si Ting and I have been together for a long time. I just got to know each other, it’s a long story.”

"Then make a long story short." Mo Jingchen said coldly.

An Xiaowan rolled her eyes at Mo Jingchen, but she didn't say mmp for a long time.

Slowly lowering her head, not daring to look directly at Mo Jingchen's eyes, she said softly, "I know Nan Siting."

She was succinct and perfectly interpreted the meaning of 'to make a long story short'.

Mo Jingchen: "..."

Damn it, is this woman playing tricks on him?

The corner of Nan Siting's mouth twitched, he picked up his chopsticks and gave An Xiaowan a piece of braised pork, "Let's eat." Pretending to be a caring and warm man, he added vegetables and food to her. It seemed even intimate to outsiders, but it was actually a reminder to her talk less.

An Xiaowan held the chopsticks, took a sip of the piece of braised pork, carefully lowered her head to eat, and listened quietly to each of their clueless words, unable to get in her mouth I couldn't understand it either, so I simply kept silent.

But his eyes drifted to Mo Jingchen who was sitting on the right from time to time, and his heart was never at peace.

Seeing An Xiaowan's demeanor so dignified and generous, a girl didn't think it was a big deal and asked, "Our fifth master Nan is not young, big beauty, when do you plan to marry fifth master Nan?"

"Pfft...cough..."

An Xiaowan, who was eating quietly, was spurted out by Lei's mouthful of rice, but she subconsciously feared that it would be sprayed on the food on the table, so she turned her head suddenly, so... she squirted rice all over Mo Jingchen's body, scared An Xiaowan's face changed suddenly, and she quickly covered her mouth.But he coughed continuously for no reason, his face flushed red from coughing, and he almost suffocated to death.

Immediately put down the bowl and chopsticks, stood up and apologized with guilt, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I... I... I... didn't mean it."

At this moment, the embarrassed An Xiaowan wished she could dig a hole in the ground and never come out, it's too embarrassing, okay?

The victim, Mo Jingchen, was tasting a glass of red wine, but An Xiaowan sprayed rice all over his body for no reason. Even the disgusting rice was in his cheeks and wine glass, and his expression was gloomy and embarrassing.

The big palm with sharp bones tightly clutched the wine glass, and the veins on the back of the hand were bulging.

In the living room, the air pressure plummeted, and the atmosphere was extremely awkward. It was so quiet that one could hear An Xiaowan's heartbeat.

click -

There was a sound of fine glass shattering, followed by a crackling sound, Mo Jingchen crushed the goblet violently, and the shards of glass shattered to the ground, breaking the quiet atmosphere.

(End of this chapter)