Beloved of Bossy President

Mingke just didn't expect that Mu Zijin, who was sitting beside Beiming night and didn't like to talk much, was actually the second young master of Mu family, one of the ten groups in Dongling.

I think so. Who can sit with them? She and Xiao Xiang are the two inexplicable intruders.

Even Nangong lie went on stage to donate money, but it was on behalf of Nangong family in Xiling, not himself.

"What do we do now?" Looking at the bustling party, Xiao Xiang pulled laminko's skirt and whispered, "it's a lot of pressure to be with them. It's better to Let's go first. "

Mingke also has this meaning, but he is afraid that if he suddenly leaves, he will make Beiming night unhappy.

But they are really not suitable to sit with them. They are not the same passers-by at all. In particular, these people are all enigmatic. As Xiao Xiang said, there is a lot of pressure together.

"Let's go." Anyway, tonight's task has been screwed up. It was personally screwed up by beimingye, the big boss behind the scenes. The responsibility is not on them.

But I really don't want to stay. Where there is a northern night, the pressure is always great.

She took out her mobile phone and sent a text message to the number whose name had not been stored. She told him that she had something to go back to school first. Then she stood up and planned to leave with Xiao Xiang.

Borrowed invitation, borrowed evening dress, borrowed jewelry This banquet is also borrowed. It's not suitable for them at all. When will it be better not to leave at this time while everyone is away?

"You're in such a hurry. Don't you wait for the northern night?" The cold voice sounded not far behind.

Two people's hearts next tight, turn head to see, see just now has not spoken of Mu Son Jin is walking the slow pace to come to them.

He walked very slowly, but I don't know if it was because his legs were too long. It seemed that he had just walked a few steps. People had already come to them, and the unspeakable cold breath blocked their steps.

Her cold eyes fell on Mingke's small face and looked at her wound carefully. The wound on her forehead was not healed. This time, it was pasted with meat colored tape. It looked no different from the color of her skin. If you didn't look carefully, you would probably ignore the small wound.

Suddenly he reached out and tried to reach for the tip of her forehead.

Mingke was a little surprised. She stepped back from his touch and raised her head to meet his warm eyes. She said in a soft voice, "since we can't invite Mr. Nangong, our work is finished. We have to go. Please tell them, and we'll get together again later."

"In the future? Do you really think there's a chance? " He took back his big hand and just looked at her quietly.

Not only does he have a quiet face, but also he doesn't like to talk like a statue?

He and Nangong lie are the same, even if they are introverted, they also make people feel cold.

It's obvious that this man doesn't like himself. Mingke raises his lips and squeezes out a smile. He ignores him and walks forward with Xiao Xiang.

But when she passed by him, Mu Zijin's long arm suddenly fell on her waist, Leng was to pull her back: "did I say let you go?"

Mingke was frightened by his rude behavior and pushed him away quickly. Did they feel that all women were their playthings when they had money? It really made her angry to be so rude.

"What do you want?" Don't think she hasn't had time to speak, Xiao Xiang has come to her, pulled her behind, looked up at the facial features, although beautiful, but cold as ice general Mu Zijin, eyes sank down, even the voice began to be a little chilly: "this party is not you, even if it is you, you are not qualified to decide whether the guests go or stay, since we have done things I'm afraid it's not in your way to leave, is it

Mu Zijin's eyes did not stay more than half a minute on her. She still looked at Mingke. The two beautiful thin lips opened and closed slightly, and the voice was faint. People with clear eyes could hear that they were alienated and disgusted: "I can help you persuade Nangong lie to play in your movie."

Xiao Xiang and Mingke were stunned, but soon they calmed down. Maybe he could, but there must be conditions behind it.

Mu Zijin doesn't mind to be seen through his mind by them, and he never wants to hide it. When he looks at Mingke, his eyes are still cold: "leave Beiming night, I'll help you do what you want to do."

Name can a pair of cloud Mou round open, meet his line of sight, immediately blocked even half a word all can't say.

Leaving Beiming night, doesn't she want to leave? But the problem is she can't do without him.

"Difficult?" Mu Son Jin picked to pick eyebrow, lift a step to walk toward her.

Xiao Xiang also wants to block in front of Mingke, but the chill on Mu Zijin's body is too heavy. With his approach, the blood vessels on his body seem to be coagulated, even the blood can't flow.

Both of them subconsciously stepped back from him.

Xiao Xiang bit his lip and said angrily, "what can't leave? Coco and Mr. Beiming have nothing to do with each other. Besides, even if they have something, why should they listen to you? "However, Mu Zijin still didn't look at Xiao Xiang. He just stared at Mingke's eyes, as if he wanted to see what she thought in her heart through her eyes: "you won't get any good results if you follow him. How much do you want? Say a number, and I'll consider whether I can satisfy you."

Mingke's hand was tight unconsciously. When he looked at him, he didn't panic. Instead, he slowly floated a little chill like him: "is it great to have money?"

She said it calmly, as if she was not angry at all. However, Xiao Xiang had been with her for so long, and she knew that coco was really angry now. It seemed that she had never seen coco so angry.

Mingke's anger is only in her heart. In fact, she is extremely restrained. On this point, I'm afraid that even those men can't compare with her: "whether I want to leave Beiming night or not, it's probably not up to you. If you want to do something, you'd better go to him directly. You can't help me."

Mu Son Jin Cu raised eyebrow, the vision locks in her eyes deep place, want to see what she says at this moment is true words or false words.

Half a sound, he chuckled, and his smile was full of disdain: "everyone has a price, you say it, how can I help you?"

"You..." Xiao Xiang was so angry that he wanted to argue with him.

But Mingke pulled her hand and said with a smile, "it's OK. Their rich people's ideas are different from ours. Let's go. It's time to go back."

Xiao Xiang stares Mu Son Jin one eye again, just and the name can together raise a step to walk toward outside.

Behind him, however, came Mu Zijin's voice: "I said that if you can't go away, you must not go out. Why don't you come back and have a good talk with me? If you procrastinate, I won't have such good patience."