Ye Shao's second wife

Chapter 442 Don't Block Me Again!

Forget it, too many things happened today, for Leng Yueyue it was like a dream.

She never thought that she would be invited to the scene. After seeing what happened at the scene, Leng Yueyue felt that her depressed mood because of the destruction of the work had long been swept away.

Waiting for her to take a few more photos will make the trip worthwhile.

After all, she met Ye Moshen, as well as big stars Zhao Yiru and Lin Xinghuo.

When she was a small designer in the past, although her works were excellent, they couldn't compare with those top or second teams, let alone such an opportunity.

After taking the photo, a sharp-eyed person suddenly noticed that the skirt on Lin Xinghuo was very special, and shouted.

"Miss Lin, the dress you are wearing today is so special. If I remember correctly, it seems to be the work of the foreign designer Shelly, right?"

People had already left the stage, but when asked, Lin Xinghuo stopped in his steps, and then Zhao Yiru also stopped, looking at Lin Xinghuo suspiciously.

Lin Xinghuo smiled slightly, "You really know the goods, this is indeed Shelly's design work."

"I saw this design work before when I participated in activities abroad. I heard that it was photographed by a mysterious person for a huge sum of money when it was first released. Ms. Shelly has never designed this kind of work of the same style again. May I ask how did you get this work, Ms. Lin? Could it be that you were the one who bought it for a huge sum of money?"

Lin Xinghuo blinked, and his eyes fell on Han Muzi in the auditorium. Han Muzi slightly shook his head at her, Lin Xinghuo reacted, and smiled softly: "Well, you guess."

Originally, she wanted to bring Han Muzi to the stage, but she respected Han Muzi's wishes, and she didn't want to, so Lin Xinghuo went along with her and gave the public a vague answer, neither denying it nor denying it. admit.

After that, she waved her hand, picked up the hem of her skirt and twirled it in a circle.

"Okay, my event is over, fans and media friends, see you another day."

After she finished speaking, she carried the hem of her skirt and went backstage.

Seeing this, many media reporters rushed out of the scene with their cameras, ready to wait for her behind.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Yiru was furious, but was stopped by the manager beside him.

"This is a game, don't be photographed, let's go."

"Huh, what about the designer's work? What is her Shelly? Why have I never heard of it? These people seem to be making a fuss, and I don't bother to look at them."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and left. When she saw the skirt on her body, Zhao Yiru thought of Han Qing, and then she raised her lips and smiled triumphantly.

When she becomes the young mistress of the Han Group, she will trample all these people under her feet!
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Han Muzi saw that the activity was almost done, so she planned to get up and take Xiaoyan and Leng Yueyue away, but just as she stood up, her wrist tightened, and she was dragged back to her seat.

Turning his head, Ye Moshen was holding her hand, staring at her thoughtfully.

"What are you doing? Let go." Han Muzi reprimanded with bad words.

Ye Moshen narrowed his eyes: "Changing face so quickly?"

Looking at this scene, Leng Yueyue and Xiaoyan couldn't help blinking, and then sat back in their seats as if they didn't see anything.

There seemed to be a lot of people around who cast their gazes. Han Muzi wanted to avoid the gazes of those people with some embarrassment, so she could only lower her voice and say, "Hurry up and let go, everyone is watching. This is the conference site. Do you want to be recognized?"

"So what if you recognize it?" Ye Moshen raised his eyebrows.

That's right, he doesn't have a halo where he goes at night, so why should he worry about being recognized.

Recognition is better, more limelight.

"No way." Han Muzi took a deep breath, and then whispered: "Can you let me go first? I'm leaving."

"Okay." Ye Moshen stared at her like a rogue: "You can let me go if you want, add me on WeChat."

Han Muzi: "..."

She thought she had heard it wrong.

He stopped her just to let her add him on WeChat?what's the situation?
Han Muzi blinked, "What did you say?"

"You blocked me last time." When Ye Moshen said this, he felt very resentful, because of this matter, he has been remembering it until now, and hoped that Han Muzi could add him as a friend on WeChat.

Therefore, this opportunity is once in a lifetime.

After finishing speaking, Ye Moshen took out his phone and opened the WeChat interface.

Han Muzi: "You let me go after adding friends?"

After asking, Han Muzi felt that her mind was a little out of control. Why did she ask such a question?

"Almost." Ye Moshen urged her, "Take out your phone."

Han Muzi paused, then looked back at Xiaoyan and Leng Yueyue.

Leng Yueyue blinked her eyes, and said with an innocent face: "It's just adding WeChat, it won't lose a piece of meat, so add it."

Seeing this, Xiaoyan nodded agreeingly: "That's true, then Mu Zi, you can add it quickly."

Two traitors.

Han Muzi glared at them privately, and finally took out the phone, because Ye Moshen had been blocked before, so now he can only enter the blacklist in front of him, and then remove him from the blacklist. Drag it out.

"Okay?"

"I haven't added friends yet." Ye Moshen's friend verification was sent over instantly, and then his tall body leaned over, and his masculine aura also embraced him forcefully: "Pass quickly."

This look really looked like a child asking for candy, Han Muzi felt helpless, but quickly agreed.

"Is this all right?"

Seeing that the information that you have added the other party as a friend finally appeared on his mobile phone, the corners of Ye Moshen's lips curled up in a beautiful arc unconsciously, and then he thought of something, and said coldly: "You are not allowed to delete it after you go back." I!"

Han Muzi: "You..."

She just wanted to say how do you know?But after thinking about it, I felt that it was unnecessary, so I could only nod.

"Okay, I won't delete yours, can we go?"

Only then did Ye Moshen move his legs away in satisfaction, Han Muzi heaved a sigh of relief, and stood up to leave.

When she stood up, she realized that the heel of her shoe was broken. She was so absorbed in discussing with him just now that she forgot about it.

"Ah, Mu Zi, the heel of your shoe is broken, what should you do?" Xiaoyan exclaimed.

Han Muzi sat down again, and then glanced at the heels of her shoes, feeling a little depressed.

She simply took off the other shoe, then held the shoe in her hand, stepped on the cold floor with her white and tender feet, and said in a low voice: "Just go out first."

Seeing this scene, Ye Moshen felt that those snow-white feet were extremely dazzling, so he narrowed his eyes dangerously.

The next second, the tall man stood up suddenly, and hugged the barefoot Han Muzi by the waist.

(End of this chapter)