Domineering: The Billionaire Lover of a Bad President

Xia Qing carried the gift box and walked into the dressing room beside her. As she walked, she thought, what the hell is Young Master Mo doing?He spent so much thought on Xiao Ya, how could he abandon her and find someone else to marry because of a few bickering.

Based on Xia Qing's understanding of Mo Chuan's "heartache", she felt that there must be something strange about today's wedding.

From the perspective of a bystander, Xia Qing couldn't help but began to pray, wishing, wishing, Mo Chuan's back would be more gentle, and not be too intense, as it would frighten Xiao Ya.

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Wedding scene.

Mu Yuan held a glass of champagne, squinted and smiled.

He wore a simple silver shirt, a champagne bow tie, and a pair of well-fitting trousers that perfectly outlined his slender legs and narrow buttocks. He had the ultimate appearance, and his figure was even more difficult to choose Flaws, simply standing there, have become a landscape of their own, and people can't help but linger in it again and again.

All the female guests who came and went turned their gazes on him vaguely, no matter men, women, young or old, it seemed that they couldn't escape from his wanton charm.

However, he didn't seem to notice anything, just left his eyes on the entrance, as if he was waiting patiently for something.

It wasn't until two bright figures, one red and one white appeared, that he seemed to come alive from a delicate picture. He straightened his body, relaxed his brows, and the smile at the corner of his mouth became clear. An indescribable agitated emotion disappeared after a flash.

The girl in the red dress rushed in angrily with a gust of fragrant wind.

The well-dressed woman in a white slim dress followed her gracefully. She walked very fast, as fast as the girl in the red dress, but her hair was extremely stable and her figure was elegant, which was unforgettable at first sight.

They should be looking for someone, but they didn't find it.

Several security personnel hurried over.

The woman in the white skirt raised her hand and blocked the way.

The girl in the red dress rushed in without hesitation, and the thing she held tightly in her hand seemed to be...

Mu Yuan smiled without any hesitation, and walked forward, all the way to the woman in the white skirt. The tall figure, like a depressing mountain, enveloped her face, "Miss, what a coincidence."

The faint fragrance of poppy is seductive, as if it has the power to hypnotize people's hearts, it seems strange and familiar.

Xia Qing frowned, raised her head, and looked at him coldly, "Mr. Mu Yuan, you are really haunted, wherever you go, you will 'coincidentally' meet you."

"Miss, from what you said, I was invited to the wedding. The imperial capital is not big. It should be expected that I could meet Miss. It's a grievance for you to describe it as lingering ghosts." He said lightly Smiling, a mouthful of snow-white teeth, each one is perfect and delicate, quite a bit of aggrieved, of course, only he himself knows whether it is true or not.

"If that's the case, you should attend the wedding properly. I have something to do, so I won't accompany you." Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed that Xiao Ya was rushing towards the side door with a murderous look. Xia Qing's heart sank. At this time, no matter what, She wanted to stay by Xiao Ya's side, so she didn't have time to chat with Mu Yuan.