Her Eternal Mr.Right

"Do you have time in the evening?"

"No," he said

Oh.

No, he doesn't have time. He has already made an appointment with his sister. How can he have time to accompany her?

"Did your relationship with your future brother-in-law make any progress yesterday? Mm-hmm? "

"Well, I don't believe there's a man you can't handle. The important thing is Do you like that man? "

"Ha ha, sister, if you like, when you get married with your brother-in-law, I can design a wedding ring for you myself!"

Scenes

Sentence by sentence

When Gong Xiaoyou connected all this and everything together, he felt a pain in his heart.

She knows Gong Luoting well. If she is not the man her sister likes, she will not waste time with that man.

What about white ink cold?

Bai Mohan also likes Sister?

"Hello, Miss Gong er."

Waiting for Gong Xiaoyou's question just rises, white ink cold then coldly stretched out a hand.

Oh.

It seems that this man likes his sister, otherwise, how can he pretend to be so calm and self-conscious that he doesn't know her wife?

"You Good... " Broken whispers fall, Gong Xiaoyou face expressionless to avoid and white ink cold intersect line of sight, no way: "elder sister, I, I have a little stomachache, go to the bathroom..."

Turn around and leave.

Looking at her lonely and helpless back, Bai Mohan's heart seemed to be hurt by something inexplicably.

"What happened to my sister today? How can you be out of your mind? " Gong Luoting does not understand the crooked head.

With a flash of white ink, Yu Guang caught a glimpse of the banner of "Gong group celebration banquet" hanging in the venue.

"Luo Ting, why didn't you tell me that this is a celebration banquet for your family business?"

"Well Do you mind? "

Very good! Thank you! What do you mean!

If he knows that this is the Gong group's celebration banquet, he will think that Gong Luoting is Gong Xiaoyou's sister.

Maybe, he won't agree to this invitation at all!

Big hand secretly clenched into a fist, white ink cold look suddenly cold down, but think of just the scene of the hotel room, his cold face gradually outlined a trace of tenderness.

"I don't mind."

……

"Han, this is my sister Gong Xiaoyou. You, he is the one I often mention to you. His name is Bai Mohan... "

"Hello, Miss Gong er."

In the bathroom, the picture just now washes Gong Xiaoyou's mind over and over again.

Do you want to tell my sister?

To tell my sister that she is actually Bai Mohan's wife, and Bai Mohan is her brother-in-law?

"I really didn't expect that Bai Mohan, the fourth youngest in Beicheng, would attend the celebration banquet of our Gong group."

"Yes, I didn't think of it. But as far as I know, Miss Gong invited him here. "

"Ah? I don't think they can... " "It's normal, too. Mr. Bai is one of the most handsome men in Beicheng, and miss Gong is a famous iceberg beauty. In terms of identity, Mr. Bai started Aosen group from scratch, and miss Gong founded a jewelry design company after graduating from a famous school. It's a perfect match."

"Yes."

Listening to the dialogue outside the bathroom, Gong Xiaoyou walked out of the room slowly.

Standing in front of the big mirror in the bathroom, she looked at herself without expression and lowered her eyes.

It's true that Bai Mohan and his sister are really a good match. There is no big difference between them in temperament, appearance and ability.

Looking back at her?

Oh.

With a self mocking smile, she patted herself on the cheek, forced out a smile and then turned back into the banquet hall.

"Miss Gong Er, we are playing a game. Join us." A group of people not far away waved to Gong Xiaoyou.

When that pair of godless eyes see white Mo Han and Gong Luoting are also in that group of people, she shakes her head.

"No, you can play."

"Come on, come on, I heard that you are still a college student, so you should integrate with our office workers and get used to it." One of them drags Gong Xiaoyou hard.

She slightly frowned, eyes deliberately avoid the white ink cold line of sight, absent-minded to find a corner to sit down.

"General! I've got the general card! " A man cheerfully raised the hand of the general card.

The name of the game is "general". Everyone has to draw the number card from the bamboo stick in turn. Only one card is a general card.

The person who gets the general card can order two of them to do anything."I ordered the fifth to kiss the third. Who's number three? "

"It's me." White ink cold a face coldly raised a hand.

"Wow It's Mr. Bai, number three All of you here are looking forward to what will happen next.

"Who is number five?"

"Yes, who's number five?"

After asking for a long time, no one answered, and the people present were more or less impatient.

"Hurry up, the people who get the number five will talk quickly."

"Gong Xiaoyou, you are the fifth. Why don't you talk?" Lisa, who was watching, let out a cry of displeasure.

Gong Xiaoyou, who is empty all the way, is scared to hit a spirit, "what? What happened? "

"Miss Gong Er, are you ok? We're playing games. Can you stop wandering? It's a wet blanket. "

"Hold Sorry What do you need me to do now? "

"I need you to kiss number five." Lisa rolled up her eyes.

"Pro three? Who's number three? "

Waiting for Gong Xiaoyou to finish asking this sentence, Bai Mo said coldly: "I'm sorry."

For a moment, her heart sank heavily.

Do you like white ink?

Flustered eyes subconsciously swept eyes, sitting beside him like looking forward to Gong Luoting

At this moment, she really envies her sister. At least, she is a bystander now.

"I Drink She couldn't help but drink a glass of red wine without looking at it.

"You Gong Luoting worried went to her side, quietly said: "you this wench is really, just a game, what should you do? Don't worry about my feelings."

This is not a matter of concern, but

It's what she doesn't seem to know

"You'd better play. I'll watch." Gong xiaoyouqiang squeezed out a smiling face and retreated to one side humbly. Sitting not far away, Bai Mohan peeks at her with his spare light from time to time, and a pair of hands inserted into his pocket are secretly clenched into a fist.