Li Zheyan's eyes were cold and his voice was cold, "Xiao Zhan, she is your aunt."
When Mu Qianling heard these words, his heart suffocated.
He shook off the two people's hands and squeezed out a forced smile.
He felt that it would look better not to smile than to smile.
He hurriedly closed his split mouth with clear eyes.
"You are missing one word, it is ex-aunt" Li Zheyan squinted his eyes, raised his thick eyebrows slightly, and glanced at Mu Qianling and Lu Zhan, with a look of displeasure on his face.
Lu Zhan and his girl are the same age, and they look like a perfect match when they stand together.
As for me, I am already 35 years old, but I feel like my parents are forcing me to separate young people from dating.
What the hell, I feel like my good cabbage is about to be eaten by a pig.
Lu Zhan covered his mouth and leaned close to Mu Qianling's ear, "Do me a favor, my grandfather has met you, and if you say we are not dating at this time, the family gathering in a few days will be miserable."
Mu Qianling, "" This kid must be out of his mind.
It would be even worse if his family knew that his girlfriend was his ex-aunt.
However, she thought of the wad of white bills.
Nodding numbly.
He shook his head again feeling inappropriate.
Lu Zhan took Mu Qianling's hand and acted coquettishly towards Li Zheyan, "Uncle, I checked what happened back then.
I know you don't love her, and I don't care about your past.
You will make Qianling and me happy, right?"
Li Zheyan pursed his lips into a line, looked at Mu Qianling with sharp eyes, and kissed her thin lips, "Is that so?"
His tone was calm and calm, and his expression was frighteningly gloomy.
It seems to be saying, try answering "yes" Mu Qianling raised his hand to his forehead, his whole thoughts confused in the wind.
The words in my heart have already been stirred into chaos.
Soldiers cannot form a line, and horses cannot form a team.
Suddenly, an angelic voice sounded in her ears, saving her from embarrassment.
"Qian Ling, you are covered in blood.
You are so unlucky.
Go back and change your body quickly."
Xiaoyan stood aside, grinning dryly, watching the two handsome guys with different auras glaring at each other.
She felt like she was about to suffocate.
She carefully raised her hand to poke Mu Qianling's shoulder and whispered.
"Yes, yes, I'll leave first."
Mu Qianling glanced at Lu Zhan with a smile, clutched the windbreaker on his body without looking at Li Zheyan, walked past him indifferently, and walked towards the door.
"I'll send you off."
Lu Zhan followed anxiously.
Li Zheyan squinted his eyes and looked at her indifferent back.
He knew the resentment in her heart and forcing her into the car would make her even more resistant.
He put one hand diagonally in his trouser pocket, walked up to Lu Zhan, and said casually, "Lu's board of directors will be held in half an hour."
Lu Zhan turned to look at Li Zheyan, smiling a little reluctantly, "Uncle, I have a sense of propriety."
Li Zheyan sneered when he heard this, "If you had sense, you would still be standing here."
Mu Qianling raised her hand to hail a taxi and looked at Lu Zhan with a sweet smile, "Go and do your work.
I'm fine.
I'll contact you later."
After saying that, he got into the taxi and never looked at Li Zheyan from beginning to end, just like a stranger.
Wu Shang, who was standing behind, was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat.
Only he knew that their third master abandoned the 100 million contract signing ceremony and came here, but what he got was a cold look from Miss Mu.
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Oh, not even a cold stare.
The only person who can give Third Master such treatment is Miss Weimu.
"Wu Shang, drive."
Li Zheyan suppressed his anger, and with a cold and biting aura, he passed Lu Zhan and turned around to get into the Maybach.
When Wu Shang started the engine, he said in a deep voice, "Follow her."
Wu Shang nodded stiffly, turned the steering wheel, and followed Mu Qianling's taxi slowly.
Mu Qianling, who was sitting in the car, closed her eyes tiredly, feeling extremely complicated.
I want to cry, but I can’t.
I want to laugh it off, but I feel that I am not of such a high level that I can tolerate such nonsense with the aura of the Holy Mother.
This incident was not done by Li Zheyan, but it happened because of him.
"Miss, have you offended someone?"
the taxi driver glanced at the Maybach following behind and said hesitantly
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