Ye Shao's second wife

Chapter 522 Banquet (3)

It was the first time that Ye Moshen spoke to a child so patiently that he didn't even notice that his tone of voice had softened unconsciously.

"If uncle was a bad person, he wouldn't have saved me just now, so I believe uncle is a good person."

Ye Moshen raised his eyebrows, but didn't answer.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiaomi Dou thought for a while and asked, "Uncle...is he also here for the banquet?"

"Yeah." Ye Mo pursed her lips deeply and nodded.

"Oh. But why does uncle wear a mask? Today is not a masked ball."

Ye Mo's deep and thin lips raised slightly, making a beautiful arc, and he asked in a low voice: "Then why don't you tell uncle first, why are you wearing a mask?"

"Uncle, you are so cunning, obviously I asked you first."

Ye Moshen looked at the little guy in front of him, and felt that his words were very interesting and very clever.

Whose child is this?
Why is there only one person here?What about the rich mommy he was talking about?

Ye Moshen was about to ask a question, but a piece of music was played at the banquet, and Xiaomi Dou exclaimed, "The banquet is about to begin."

Ye Mo took a deep look at the time and hummed.

He looked at the little guy in front of him again, thinking that he almost ruined his business, the purpose of his coming to the banquet today was not to chat with a little guy here.

However, before he could speak, the little guy actually said, "Uncle, thank you for helping me today, and I will repay you when I have a chance in the future. I'll go first."

Before Ye Moshen could react, the little guy had already run away, and then stopped and waved at him. Those white and tender hands waved vigorously in the air, and then ran away.

Looking at the place where he disappeared, Ye Mo's dark eyes were thoughtful.

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"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen, to this feast tonight."

The host spoke on the set up stage, and then asked Han Qing to speak on the stage. This is the normal procedure of the banquet. Before Han Qing came to the stage, the people who came to the banquet gave him a special applause.

After a burst of thunderous applause, Han Qing began to speak.

At this time, at the back of the banquet hall, Han Muzi had already finished dressing up, and Xiaoyan was standing beside her, staring at her infatuatedly.

"I thought I'd have to wait until you got married to see you dressed up in such a grand way in this life, but I didn't expect to be able to see it now, and... this dress is probably hard to surpass in this life, it's so beautiful .”

Although the work was not designed by Han Muzi herself, it was made by Heavy Industries.

Han Muzi smiled helplessly, and looked down at the gorgeous dress on her body.

She is a designer, so she is naturally familiar with these.

The dress on her body was all made by heavy industry, and it was particularly heavy to wear because it was inlaid with many broken diamonds and double-sided embroidery.

Not only that, Han Qing also had someone prepare a broken diamond crown for her, which matched the skirt she was wearing.

Han Muzi felt that she was about to doubt her life, and when the makeup artist held out the crown, Han Muzi almost fainted.

Because she usually only watches other people wear it under the stands, but she never thought that she would wear it one day, and after wearing it, she would appear in front of so many people.

Although she has accepted Han Muzi's identity, she has been keeping a low profile for the past five years, and has never used her identity to show off outside.

Still... very unaccustomed.

Although the dress was so heavy that Han Muzi felt that she was no longer her own, but... from the eyes of others, this set was undoubtedly very stunning.

"Okay, it's beautiful, let's take a photo and let me post it on Moments."

Xiaoyan took out her mobile phone, turned on the camera directly, and then took several pictures together with Han Muzi, and finally took a few pictures for Han Muzi alone.

The host ran over and reminded her softly, she looked at Han Muzi with amazement flashing in her eyes.

"Miss Muzi, are you ready?"

Han Muzi glanced at her, took a deep breath and nodded, "Yes."

"Okay, then let me help you on stage together."

After all, it was a heavy skirt, so the host wanted to hold her hand. Han Muzi wanted to refuse at first, but after thinking about it, she gave her hand, "I'm sorry."

The conversation outside was still going on. Originally, the eyes of the guests were all focused on Han Qing, but from the corner of their eyes, they suddenly caught a glimpse of a bright color.

Some even exclaimed directly.

Things like atmosphere and emotion are easy to mobilize. As long as someone takes the lead, others can be easily mobilized.

When Han Qing heard the sound of breathing, a knowing smile flashed in his eyes, and then he looked at everyone's eyes.

Han Muzi walked onto the stage slowly with the support of the host.

The dress and diamond pieces on her body completely made her shine under the light, as if she was walking from the Avenue of Stars and Morning, the light on her body was so heavy that it could not be ignored.

Her temperament is actually cold, including the style between her eyebrows and eyes, but when Han Qing was shopping for a dress, she suddenly wanted her sister to change her image, so when discussing this dress with the designer.

The original designer disagreed, saying that this piece was designed by himself, and he only wanted to sell it to someone who was destined.

After Han Qing negotiated with the other party for a long time, the designer said that he had to think about it again, and only sent him an email to say yes at night.

Seeing Han Muzi walking up to the stage step by step in this dress, Han Qing suddenly felt that what he did was normal.

But at this moment, a figure of self-cultivation was hidden in the crowd, with a strange light flowing from the mask decoration on his face, and under the reflection of the lights, it actually matched the one on Han Muzi's body.

From the moment Han Muzi appeared on the stage, Ye Moshen's eyes were glued to her, and he couldn't move away for a moment.

At the same time, it seemed as if a pair of hands gripped his heart tightly.

The power of the crazy beating made his breathing a bit heavier.

Unexpectedly... the woman he had his eyes on was so breathtakingly beautiful at this moment.

Suddenly a little regret.

The phone vibrated, and Ye Moshen picked it up to take a look. It was a WeChat call from a British friend.

After he tapped to answer, he put it to his ear, his eyes still following the beautiful figure on the stage, unwilling to leave for half a minute.

Not fluent but serious Chinese sounded in my ears.

"How is it? My old friend, I have seen the photo sent by my assistant. She is very beautiful. Is she the one you love?"

Because I don't have a deep understanding of Chinese, the questions from foreigners are also very direct.

Ye Moshen looked at the woman who had already walked to the center of the stage, and the thin lips under the mask slightly hooked, "Yes."

"Congratulations, the person you love is beautiful and worthy of the dress I designed."

Thinking of what he said to him before, Ye Moshen's thin lips curled up again: "Thank you, I came to China to treat you to dinner."

(End of this chapter)