Leng Muchiao frowned and said with a cold face: "Stop smiling so playfully."
"Apologize!"
He actually wanted her to apologize to Mu Qing? Eat the fart!
"Okay, if she is willing to kneel down and listen, then I will apologize."
Leng Muchiao's face became even more ugly. Luo Xiaoyi's trouble today had already touched his bottom line.
And if it is not handled well and the Mu family calls the police, Luo Xiaoyi will suffer a great loss.
She is still so ignorant.
"If you still don't repent, then call the police. Injuring others' bodies is a crime. Even if you don't have to go to jail, compensation is indispensable. Mu Qing is an internationally renowned pianist. You can decide for yourself how much her hands are worth."
"You are capable now and can make money, but if your reputation is ruined, you will have to pay for all the endorsements you signed. Do you have the money?"
"Aren't you going to apologize now?"
Leng Muchiao directly pinched Luo Xiaoyi's lifeline.
She just accidentally pinched his Bai Yueguang's finger, and it was the other party's fault beforehand. He actually wants her to go to jail?
Luo Xiaoyi probed with a stern face: "You don't want Mrs. Leng's face anymore?"
A Mrs. Leng who is in jail will definitely shake Leng’s stock price.
"I am a law-abiding businessman."
Well, no matter what she said, he would support Mu Qing.
"You love-minded dog man, I hope your company will go bankrupt soon."
Luo Xiaoyi stared at Leng Muxiao with his eyes widened, his slightly round almond eyes stained with a layer of red, out of anger. The two confront each other, and the atmosphere is very delicate.
"Mu Xiao, don't be angry with Xiao Yi because of me."
"Xiao Yi may think that she is more capable of helping you than me."
Mu Qing knew how important Mr. Smith was to Leng Muxiao tonight. Her hand was the key. Now that it was destroyed by Luo Xiaoyi, he could bear it without killing Luo Xiaoyi.
In fact, she can play the piano with one hand, but this trump card has to wait until the end.
Now, Leng Muchiao and Luo Xiaoyi must break up.
Chu Cheng thought it was ridiculous when he heard it, "Isn't it right, Luo Xiaoyi? She has fart abilities, like a otaku girl. She has zero musical ability."
Leng Muxiao looked at Luo Xiaoyi with even colder eyes, and said in a declarative tone, "You don't know how to play the piano."
Mu Qing was gloating over there and snickering, Luo Xiaoyi couldn't get angry, "If I can help, there's no need to apologize."
"Just you?"
Chu Cheng laughed sarcastically, and Mu Qing couldn't wait to watch Xiao Yi commit suicide.
Only Leng Muxiao looked at her with a somewhat thoughtful look.
"you sure?"
Luo Xiaoyi nodded, "Yes."
Just take a gamble.
Leng Muchiao looked at her deeply and said, "Follow me."
"No, Mr. Leng, do you really believe her? That's our tens of billions of business."
Chu Cheng didn't want to let Luo Xiaoyi go.
Mu Qing didn't want to think about it even more, but after thinking about it, Luo Xiaoyi didn't have much ability. It seemed better to come to the rescue later when she messed up.
She didn't stop.
Leng Muchiao made a final decision.
Several people came to the box. In the box, an old classmate was chatting with Mr. Smith. Smith is a middle-aged white man, tall and bold, with a swollen belly.
Mr. Smith saw them coming in and immediately greeted them warmly, "Hello, Mr. Leng, nice to meet you."
"Miss Mu, I am your fan and I am very happy to listen to you play."
Mu Qing was flattered and felt very good. She knew that Mr. Smith had a distinguished status and her attitude towards him was humble and respectful, but she retained the arrogance of an artist. "It is an honor for me to be liked by Mr. Smith. But unfortunately, I had an accident with my hand today and I can’t play for the time being.”
Her choice of words was carefully considered, and she said it was not possible for the time being, not that it was not possible.
When Mr. Smith saw the injury on Mu Qing's hand, he was disappointed and angry, "Who hurt your hand?"
Pianists pay great attention to protecting their hands, which are more important than their own lives and cannot be easily injured.
Mu Qing stopped talking and glanced at Luo Xiaoyi.
Luo Xiaoyi knew that this woman wanted to stab her again.
She stepped out faster, and the moment Mr. Smith's eyes fell on her, Luo Xiaoyi stretched out her hand, "Hello, Mr. Smith, nice to meet you."
"Mr. Leng knows that you often listen to Miss Mu's performances, and I want you to watch something more interesting today."
Mr. Smith was indeed interested, "More interesting, what is it?"
Not to mention Mr. Smith, everyone present was waiting for her next words.
With that blazing gaze, Luo Xiaoyi almost saw a few holes.
"It's just on-site fragrance mixing."
"Fragrance?" Mr. Smith exclaimed.
Luo Xiaoyi smiled and said, "Yes, your wife should also like perfume."
Mr. Smith nodded fiercely, "I like it very much."
Sure enough, she knew that there were not many foreigners who didn't like perfume.
"Whatever flavor she likes, I'll mix it up for her on the spot."
Mr. Smith became interested and said, "Magnolia is a flower from China, but there is no such perfume on the market."
There is nothing on the market, it would be a test to death for Hua Luogeng.
"Xiao Yi, you don't have any experience in making fragrances, so don't mess around."
"It will be better if my hand rests. Why don't you let me do it later?"
When Mu Qing heard that Mr. Smith was interested in Luo Xiaoyi, she was a little anxious. Somehow, even though she knew that Luo Xiaoyi would definitely not, she was still a little worried.
Haha, Mu Qing is anxious.
Then she wouldn't give in.
Chu Cheng immediately pushed Leng Muxiao's hand and signaled with his eyes.
Let Luo Xiaoyi stop showing his shame.
"Mr. Smith, my wife was just joking, why not listen to Miss Mu's performance."
He had never seen Luo Xiaoyi make perfume, but he heard from his secretary that Luo Xiaoyi had written a story about a perfumer in "The Story of Life" and had done some information.
If he had known that she was going to do this, he wouldn't have let her mess around and adjust the fragrance. That can't be understood by doing some research.
Luo Xiaoyi is just to tear them down.
"Mr. Smith, I can make you a perfume that smells like magnolia."
The temptation was too great, and Mr. Smith directly chose Xiaoyi.
She raised her eyebrows at Leng Muxiao proudly, and then asked people to prepare all the utensils and materials needed for the fragrance.
There are so many utensils, instruments and spices that people who are not familiar with them can’t even understand them.
But when Luo Xiaoyi stood in front of the instrument, his expression changed.
Become serious and dignified.
As time passed, Leng Muchiao's eyes became hotter and hotter.
He never knew that his wife, who had been married for three years, could actually make perfume.
Luo Xiaoyi, who is mixing perfume, has confident and energetic eyebrows and is so dazzling. No matter what the result is now, the process is already pleasing to the eye.
Mu Qing clutched the corner of her clothes tightly, and she saw the surprise and interest in Leng Muxiao's eyes.
No, Luo Xiaoyi must not be allowed to succeed.
She prayed in her heart that it would never succeed.
Woody top notes spread in the air, followed by the floral scent of white magnolia.
Luo Xiaoyi's eyebrows arched, and he held the vessel in both hands and walked to Mr. Smith, "Do you still like the smell of this? It lasts a long time."
"I like it, I like it so much. Can you sell this to me? It will be my wife's 20th wedding anniversary in a while, and I want to give it to her."
"Of course it's possible, but my husband didn't believe me just now, so I was a little unhappy."
"Mr. Leng, this is not okay. Your husband is unreliable. How can you not trust your wife? You have to apologize." Mr. Smith was a wife slave, so he immediately made a proposal.
Luo Xiaoyi smiled and nodded, "Yes."
Didn't he believe her?
Don't you want to support Mu Qing and ask her to apologize?
Now let’s see who apologized.
