Little Runaway Wife: President, Please Stop

Ma Zai stood there, slightly clenched his fist, slightly combed the hair of Dongfang Shijin, exposed his smooth forehead, his eye sockets were still deep, his handsome lines were still sharp, with the domineering spirit of the king, but at the moment, he sat there drinking wine cup after cup - perhaps no different from the past.

"I saw Miss Ye's name. Miss ye will appear today."

Ma Zai took a deep breath and decided to tell a lie - at least the Oriental world brocade can attend the banquet. At least as long as the Oriental world brocade attends, maybe things will turn a little better.

And if ye Qingcheng is not here, I'm afraid Dongfang Shijin will stay here all the time and won't go on?

"Where is it?" the hand of Dongfang Shijin poured wine gave a slight meal, and the amber liquor splashed out from the short foot cup and flowed on the black marble table, with a bright and clear luster.

"I didn't pay attention to the room number... After all, young master, everyone knows that you are restricted by the family, so I can't search freely in your name. I can be sure that Miss Ye is here. I saw her in the hall on the first floor..."

Ma Zai can only make up a lie. After all, the following are still waiting for Dongfang Shijin to attend

If Dongfang Shijin has been hiding on the balcony drinking muggy wine, I'm afraid it can't even pass today

"In the hall?"

"Yes, there should be a program later... Master Lu is here. Master Lu should have brought her..."

After all, Ma Zai has stayed with Dongfang Shijin for so many years. He knows how to make Dongfang Shijin believe by making up a lie - or, he has never said any lie in Dongfang Shijin for so many years, except today's sentence.

Ye Qingcheng is not here. He shouldn't mention Ye Qingcheng's name at all, but at the same time, ye Qingcheng is also the only one who can sober up Dongfang Shijin.

"What time does the party start?"

Dongfang Shijin gave himself the last glass of wine. Ma Zi clearly felt that the attitude of Dongfang Shijin had changed significantly.

"It's eight thirty. It's eight fifteen. There are fifteen minutes left."

The horse reported respectfully. Sure enough, when the horse finished this sentence.

"Bang -"

Lingge's crystal glass was placed on the marble table, making a slight sound, but very clear.

Then, Dongfang Shijin finally stood up from the sofa, and the wind blew. His body was a faint smell of alcohol. Dongfang Shijin sorted his collar and cuffs, and there was still a fierce and domineering spirit above thousands of people between his eyebrows and eyes, as if he was not the decadent person sitting here drinking just now.

Completely changed.

Sure enough, only Ye Qingcheng can sober Dongfang Shijin.

Ma Zi went out with Dongfang Shijin. Dongfang Shijin stood in front of the landing mirror in the bedroom and rearranged his tie. His suit was straight and his hair was a little messy.

"Let's go."

Dongfang Shijin spent five minutes sorting out himself. After turning around, the whole person seemed to be the same as before he met Ye Qingcheng.

The horse nodded.

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