Hey, I'm Leaving Again

The reception held by Lin's group was not a temporary idea at all, but a long-term plan.

When Mo Qianxing and Si Mu got off the bus, there was a special master of ceremonies waiting at the door.

Si Mu had not seen this battle for a long time. Before he walked in, reporters surrounded him.

"Mr. Mo, what do you think of the large-scale reception held by Lin's group?"

"How do you feel about coming to this reception? What is the internal situation of Mohs group now?"

"Mr. Mo, please answer our questions positively."

Mo Qianxing didn't even pick his own eyes, which was his consistent style.

Si Mu stopped these reporters with his own body as he walked to prevent them from encircling Mo Qian's punishment.

Facing the pressing reporters, Si Mu had to say seriously and loudly: "we don't accept any form of interview. Now it's private time."

The reporters completely covered Si Mu's voice. Qi Jun was bitter in his own heart.

"Please leave some space for the people coming back. Thank you for your cooperation."

Si Mu's official set didn't work for this group of reporters today, so he had to speed up his steps and Mo Qian's punishment.

Finally, he broke away from the group of reporters and came to the reception.

Mo Qianxing, who hasn't spoken for a long time, slowly took off his eyes, looked at the poor Si mu on his face and said, "how can you say that you look a little embarrassed now. If you say you're from the Mo group now, it's really inappropriate."

Si Mu certainly knows that he looks a little embarrassed, but it's not because he helps Mo Qian stop reporters.

Now I make complaints about moqian's punishment, and Si Mu feels that his heart is not convinced.

"Standing and talking doesn't hurt your back. It's not to maintain your good image in front of reporters. Don't say it. I'll go to the bathroom first."

Mo Qian nodded, which was the default, so Si Mu heard the news at his fastest speed.

Those reporters were not fuel-efficient lights, so there was a news about Mo Qian's punishment on TV soon.

Song ran almost died of anger when she saw the news at dinner. Her stomach hurt.

So she patted herself on the stomach while eating and said to herself, "baby, you also feel unfair for Dad, right? Let's be good. I believe dad will be back in a minute."

Mo Qianxing found a corner and sat down, too lazy to meet anyone at the party.

The mobile phone vibrated, and Mo Qian saw himself on the hot search.

He looked and smiled. Lin Lang city was too angry.

Looking for a few little reporters at the door wants to make some black material, which is too childish.

Soon the lights gathered in the center of the stage, and Lin Langcheng began his regular speech on it.

Mo Qianxing suddenly stared at Lin Yurou in the middle of the stage, so he called Xiao Jin.

"You can bring Lin Yurou's cousin here. Today's reception must be unforgettable to Lin Yurou. Send in the group of lace reporters outside. I think I can use them later."

Xiao Jin has now set out from the secret base. After receiving the news of Mo Qian's punishment, he quickly replied, "we're ready together. We'll arrive in about 20 minutes."

Mo Qian Xing put away his mobile phone with satisfaction, and then stood up and walked to the place where the crowd gathered.

Suddenly his shoulder was patted by others, and Mo Qian turned slowly.

"Mr. Mo, nice to meet you here."

As soon as Qi Jun spoke, he attracted the attention of the people around him. Everyone looked at Mo Qian together.

Mo Qian's punishment didn't have any discomfort. He raised his glass in his hand and said, "don't let me steal the limelight of old Lin. how embarrassed you are to see me like this."

This kind of beating words is that Mo Qianxing doesn't arouse public anger.

Qi Jun smiled and took his glass to touch Mo Qianxing's glass. Then he said to everyone, "listen to Lin Lao's speech. I want to talk to Mo Zong quietly."

Everyone had to refocus their attention on Lin Langcheng, who spoke.

Ten minutes have passed now.

When Lin Langcheng spoke, he had noticed the Mo Qian punishment under the stage. He winked at Lin Yurou.

After all, he is the elder of Mo Qianxing, so Lin Langcheng knows that he must hold his airs now.

Lin Yurou twisted her waist and came to Qi Jun and Mo Qianxing. She flattered, "Qianxing, I haven't seen you for a long time. How's your company recently? Do you need my help?"

Mo Qian didn't even look at her, but Lin Yurou was angry.

Lin Yurou didn't show any displeasure on the surface. He continued to smile and say, "why don't you talk? Why don't you meet my father with me later? He hasn't seen you for a long time."

"Miss Lin, I have a present for you. I think it's almost time. Are you looking forward to it?"

Mo Qianxing felt in her heart that although she really hadn't seen Lin Yurou for a long time, she still disgusted others as always.

Lin Yurou looked at the suddenly gentle Mo Qianxing and felt that she suddenly returned to the feeling six years ago.

Lin Yurou's Kung Fu in this stupidity, Lin Langcheng has come down from the stage.

"Xiao Mo, you haven't come home to find Yurou for a long time. How are you doing recently?"

Mo Qianxing looked at Lin Langcheng and said politely, "where did Lin Lao say this? I'm here. Everything is fine now. Lin Lao doesn't have to worry."

It was at this time that Xiao Jin arrived at the reception, next to Wang Liang, a distant cousin of the Lin family.

Lin Yurou accidentally saw Wang Liang's figure not far away, and the smile on her face froze.

Mo Qianxing looked at Lin Yurou's expression and knew that Xiao Jin was coming.

First, he turned around and waved to Xiao Jin, and then said to Lin Yurou word by word: "Miss Lin, why didn't you find your cousin for a while? You see, I found Wang Liang for you. Do you remember your child? This is the child's father."

When Lin Yurou heard what Mo Qianxing said, the whole person was not very good.

Looking at Mo Qian's punishment, Lin Langcheng knew that he underestimated Mo Qian's punishment.

Qi Jun kept the appearance of a melon eating crowd. Now this situation can only be seen step by step.