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The lights were bright, and when people got used to the sudden light, they looked around, expecting to see the woman who had just stood on the stage again.

Beautiful and exquisite, enchanting and charming, lotus can not compare with her elegant appearance when she just stood on the stage.

But to my disappointment, the woman never saw her again after she left.

No matter how they look for it, they can't see the figure. It feels like a dream.

But in the eyes that looked at each other, there was clearly a residual curiosity and shock, which told them that what had just happened was true.

Luo Yuhan is looking for Gu xiatong's figure with his eyes, including Li Yan and an Ziheng who are just dancing, Ji Chengtian and an ya.

Hope to find Gu xiatong's existence

At this time, city a international airport.

Li Mu received a phone call and said that a woman who claimed to be Gu xiatong appeared and gave a speech on the stage.

Dare not neglect, Li Mu told the news to the president in the back seat of the car.

Mo Yu Feng eyebrow heart a twist, deep voice way: "go back."

"Yes."

Back to the same speed as when I came, I drove very fast, and soon the car drove into the east city Shangjing.

Mo Yufeng did not go directly to the venue, but returned to his designated residence here.

In the meeting hall, Mo Zhentian, who is accepting other people's admiration and compliment, gets the news and has a momentary stiffness on his smiling face.

"Tell him to come quickly."

Mo Zhentian lowered his voice and ordered Li Qiang behind him. Looking at the man leaving, he turned around with a smile and talked to the people around him.

Around the long path made of pebbles, through the flowers and trees, Li Qiang finally walked to the area dedicated to the young master.

"Young master, let me invite you over."

Li Qiang bowed respectfully and said to the Mo Yufeng in the room.

He didn't go in, he was outside, talking to him through a door.

"And her?" Inside sounded the deep voice of Mo Yufeng.

Li Qiang's instant reaction came, thinking of the master's anger before, he told a lie.

"Grandmothers and grandmothers are still at the meeting."

"You go first."

"Yes."

Li Qiang left not long ago, the closed door was opened from inside, revealing a angry face.

Tall and straight and cheerful posture, inexplicably with a bit of people can not help but be fascinated by the temperament.

If Li Mu were here, he would find that the president changed his clothes again.

Although it is still dark black, it is much more exquisite than the previous set, and the workmanship details are exquisite everywhere.

Mo Yufeng stood there, slightly bowed his head and rubbed the dark red cuff link at the cuff.

The Cufflinks were very smooth, and there was an enchanting light in the light.

If you look at it carefully, you can get the illusion that the blood is really flowing slowly.

The cufflinks, worn for three years, are more eye-catching than they were three years ago.

Mo Yufeng raised step forward, seemingly slow, but in fact fast, and soon walked to the venue.

Li Qiang saw people coming and directly handed over the microphone in his hand.

Mo Yufeng takes back the idea of searching around, takes the microphone and goes to the stage.

Perhaps the staff did not expect that the president would suddenly appear at this moment, and did not turn off the dazzling lights overhead.

Mo Yufeng appeared on the stage when people didn't pay much attention to it.

Standing high, it is easier to see the layout of the real scene and the people standing in it.

His sharp vision swept, like a detector, did not miss any corner.

No one.

Mo Yufeng's face was cold.

He turned on the microphone and said a few words casually. He still used the voice of Rome. He didn't smile because there were so many people with heavy weight on the scene.

After saying that in a hurry, Mo Yufeng did not wait for the people under the stage to coax, and quickly went down.

He threw the microphone into the host's hand, and walked towards the sky step by step.

As the protagonist who finally appears tonight, every step and every action of Mo Yufeng will make people think deeply.

At the moment, seeing him walk towards the sky, the look on his face is not very good, and I feel strange at the moment.

Mo Zhentian early in the Mo Yufeng before, will be around the people sent away.

The anger in the eyes is burning, Mo Zhentian has a kind of impulse to strangle this smelly boy.

His face was very ugly, "the person you are looking for has already left. Don't think about those who have not. People don't want you at all..."

This word has not finished, Mo Zhentian stares at Mo Yufeng and turns away from the move.

He in line with the mentality of watching good plays, ridiculed the mouth of a bit merciless, did not expect Mo Yufeng now so "glass heart".

I can't hear his sarcasm at all.Hum!

Mo Zhentian snorted in his heart.

Stinky boy.

Fortunately, people appear tonight, the rest is not a big problem, even if he left, he can deal with it.

Mo Yufeng left Li Mu and drove back to the No. 1 apartment alone.

Stop the car, walk in the elevator, he subconsciously to the pocket to find cigarettes.

When you are upset and irritable, smoking is the best choice.

Mo Yufeng has been frowning, looking at the last cigarette in the box, lighting and smoking without hesitation.

Take a breath, spit out the ring of smoke, that curly smoke for a moment to cover the line of sight, blurred his face.

Casually leaning on the door of the entrance of the stairs, the shape of the head is also set up at this moment. There are a few strands of broken hair scattered in front of the forehead, which makes the ink Yufeng look like a little more Luotuo.

He smokes, does not take the elevator, steps up.

Don't know how long after, Mo Yufeng finally walked upstairs.

When he opened the door, he did not rush in, but leaned against the wall and hung his head slightly.

He had one hand in his pocket, the other with smoke, and a little spark was still flashing.

He took off the suit and put it on his shoulder. It looked like a kind of down and out gentleman.

After walking for such a long time, I was still not red and breathless.

He stopped for a moment and then walked out.

Out of the staircase door, he looked up and stood at the door of Gu xiatong line of sight.

For a moment, both of them were stunned there.

Gu xiatong is still wearing a long ice blue skirt, which is cold in the autumn night wind.

She holds a delicate and small bag in one hand and glides her mobile phone with her eyes on it.

When I heard the news, I thought that there were only one family in this floor, so I subconsciously raised my head.

Expected, this head up, and just from the corridor out of the ink Yufeng line of sight met.

They looked at each other, and they all stopped their movements and stopped at the same place.

They looked at each other, and they looked at each other.

Gu xiatong's line of sight, Mo Yufeng is never seen decadent, smoking appearance and damned people infatuated.

In the sight of Mo Yufeng, you can see the woman who hasn't been seen for a long time. At the moment, she is standing at the door of the house wearing thin clothes.