She knew that Luo Xiaoyi was able to handle the scandal this time, and it was all thanks to Leng Muxiao to bring her to the wedding anniversary of Mr. and Mrs. Smith. There were some trolls behind them to set the pace, saying that Leng Muxiao would bring Luo Xiaoyi to attend. Such an important banquet proved that their original marriage was not forced, let alone dirty methods.
The Leng Group has never stepped forward to stop it, which means that it is Leng Muchiao's acquiescence.
I originally thought that Luo Xiaoyi could be solved with the help of Tang Wan, but I didn't expect that Tang Wan was of no use at all.
Tang Wan also took advantage of this opportunity to be signed by Chu Cheng, and another woman was thinking about Leng Muchiao.
When she thought of this, Mu Qing felt filled with resentment and anger.
She vented all this on Luo Xiaoyi.
Luo Xiaoyi knew that she said these words deliberately to stimulate herself, and her emotions had been sorted out long ago.
She didn't even bother to give Mu Qing a look.
While Mu Qing was touching up her makeup, she said condescendingly to Luo Xiaoyi in the mirror, "But it's useless to mind."
"Don't think that it was Mu Xiao who helped you to deflect the public opinion on the Internet. It was your old lover who helped you. Mu Xiao will take you to attend Mr. and Mrs. Smith's wedding anniversary because he doesn't want your affairs to be implicated. I."
"By the way, haven't I told you yet? In a few days, I will give a speech to the new company as the future Mrs. Leng. Mr. Leng has invested heavily in the new company, and I will be directly linked to the new company in the future. My reputation is important.”
There was a speech, but it was the honorable project that Cheng Hailan won for her by returning the new energy vehicle project.
But now it is best to use it to stimulate Luo Xiaoyi.
She refilled her lipstick and turned her head to look at Luo Xiaoyi, "You can't be so sentimental as to think he's doing it for you, right?"
She never thought that Leng Muxiao had settled this matter for her, she only thought that everything was a coincidence.
But now it seems that he did it for Mu Qing.
But yes, Leng Muxiao would do anything for Mu Qing.
He loved her so much.
"I am self-aware and don't need you to remind me."
Luo Xiaoyi was about to pick up his bag and leave, but Mu Qing grabbed his hand.
"Since you are self-aware, don't try to get involved in our relationship. Otherwise, I will let the whole world know that you are a mistress. You won't lose your face."
"Mistress?" Luo Xiaoyi sneered.
"Isn't that Miss Mu's proud work? You are the best among mistresses."
"But you can rest assured, I am different from you. I want face and I don't pick up trash."
Luo Xiaoyi shook off Mu Qing's hand. Thinking of Mu Qing's provocative words, she thought of the days when she was Mrs. Leng.
Those days when Leng Muxiao disappeared just because of any rumors about Mu Qing.
Those days and nights when I could only hide in bed and cry.
She opened her bag, took out a small ointment and handed it over.
"I accidentally bit you a bit too hard last time. Please help me give the ointment to Mu Xiao."
The word bite is full of ambiguity.
This is something Mu Qing doesn't know, and it seems to be a secret that only belongs to Luo Xiaoyi and Leng Muxiao.
What did they do before?
Leng Muchiao has refused to take any further action with her so far. If it weren't for a banquet or a special occasion, it would be difficult for her to even hold Leng Muchiao's hand.
But what did Luo Xiaoyi do and where did he bite?
Jealousy burned like fire, and Mu Qing's face glowed fiercely.
Seeing that her revenge was successful, Luo Xiaoyi put the ointment next to the wash basin and left.
Mu Qing made her feel uncomfortable in the past, but now it's not too much to just treat her as a small provocation.
Mu Qing wanted to kill Luo Xiaoyi. She lowered her eyes and saw the ointment on the table, and thought of some intimate scenes. Leng Muxiao was unwilling to touch her, but went to touch Luo Xiaoyi.
How could she be inferior to Luo Xiaoyi?
It was originally meant to stimulate Luo Xiaoyi, but now she was stimulated.
Mu Qing threw the ointment away with one hand. The ointment bounced in front of the mirror and hit Mu Qing's cell phone on the table.
The phone snapped and fell at Luo Xiaoyi's feet.
Luo Xiaoyi saw a text message sent from above.
[Take care, remember to come to me next time if you want to slander someone. But you don’t have to suffer next time, I have a special ointment here that won’t be able to tell the difference. 】
slander?
Somehow, the story of Ge Ling being slandered came to her mind.
The number is a series and is a multi-port device number.
But she remembered it anyway.
Mu Qing also heard the sound of text messages coming in at the same time, and she quickly picked up her phone.
She was not sure whether Luo Xiaoyi had seen the content of the text message.
But even if you see it, it's useless.
When Luo Xiaoyi returned to the box, she kept thinking about that number. When she was about to open the door, she found that she had a hand on it.
This hand has distinct joints and is long and strong. Unfortunately, there is a long scar on the back of the hand.
Luo Xiaoyi raised his head and met a pair of light-colored eyes.
"Is something wrong?"
"Are you the date today?"
"Sorry, I just went to the bathroom."
Ge Ling had said that this person was introduced by her boss, and Luo Xiaoyi didn't want the other party to misunderstand her, so she wanted to give him a good impression so that the other party wouldn't go back and speak ill of Ge Ling.
"Blind date? I think you went to the wrong room. We are having a meeting here."
Suddenly, the door opened, and a group of white-collar elites were sitting inside. The person who opened the door looked like a secretary.
"Mr. Lin, there is a program problem and you need to handle it."
"Sorry, I misunderstood."
Only then did Luo Xiaoyi realize that he had taken the wrong turn.
The room number is 2088, not her 1088.
Luo Xiaoyi apologized and hurried back to her box. She didn't know if anyone had come. It wouldn't be good if the servants came and saw that she was not there.
Just as he turned a corner, he saw Leng Muchiao.
His face was as gloomy as ever.
Luo Xiaoyi ignored him and walked straight away.
When they passed each other, he grabbed his hand.
Luo Xiaoyi thought he was going to question her about the random conversation she had just had with Mu Qing, but she didn't expect the man to open his mouth and say, "Are you really on a blind date?"
He clearly asked Special Assistant Zhang to keep an eye on him, so why did she believe that he didn't know it today?
How much does she want to succeed that she hides it so deeply?
Luo Xiaoyi was stunned for a moment, knowing that he had misunderstood.
But there was no clarification.
"Yes, why, Mr. Leng wants to come over and check for me?"
Leng Muchiao was very busy, how could he possibly do such a thing.
She was also purely oral.
"OK."
Luo Xiaoyi was shocked, "No, Mr. Leng, are you so free?"
Leng Muxiao curled her lips, "No matter how busy you are, you still have to look at my ex-wife's eyes."
"After all, this person dares not to give me face, and I want to meet him."
Even though he had spread his word, there was still someone who dared to go on a blind date with Luo Xiaoyi.
He was only afraid of Qin Yanzhi, but he didn't expect there was anyone else.
Of course Luo Xiaoyi couldn't let him see him, who knows if he would go crazy.
It would be bad if Ge Ling offended someone later.
"Forget it."
"Are you afraid?"
The provoking method is useless against her, "I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid. I'm afraid Mr. Leng will make you angry because of shame."
"After all, my blind date is a young puppy with a good waist."
The man grabbed her hand so hard that Luo Xiaoyi gasped in pain.
"Have you tried his waist?"
"He has posted a video. He dances well and twists his waist very well."
Leng Muxiao sneered, "Sissy."
Other boy bands dance like this, but he, an old man, despises other people's sissies?
Fortunately, no one cared enough to hear it, otherwise he would have had to bear the criticism from fans.
