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Chapter 36 Tang Yimo Labeled Him Mo Yuchi

Tang Yimo waited for a few seconds without changing his expression, but Mo Yuchi's brows were indifferent, as if he had no intention of explaining to Zhang Yinghui.

She had no choice but to stretch out her jade fingers, and said with a slight smile: "Mr. Zhang, hello, I am Mo Xiqing's wife, Tang Yimo."

Zhang Yinghui wiped his hands with a smile: "I brought a fruit plate just now, and my hands were a little dirty. I'm sorry, Mrs. Mo."

Tang Yimo withdrew his hand and smiled, which was an explanation.

Seeing this, Gao Ying couldn't help sighing.

There is no shortage of smart people in this circle, but Zhang Yinghui's ability to inherit the family business from Mr. Zhang's many sons is closely related to his vision.

He couldn't touch the woman that Second Young Master Mo didn't deny, even if it was just to shake hands in friendship.

The others also understood what Mo Yuchi was thinking, anyway, he didn't deny it, rounding up meant that he told everyone present.

Tang Yimo labeled him as Mo Yuchi.

No matter what their relationship is, this woman Tang Yimo must not be messed with!

Zhang Yinghui greeted again: "It's sunny outside, everyone go to the banquet hall."

A group of people, headed by Mo Yuchi, walked towards the hall.

Tang Yimo took two steps and stopped, his eyes fell on the man beside him, and he slightly raised his eyebrows: "When is the live broadcast, I will show you a plane, huh?"

Jiang Chengxing's face turned pale immediately, and he never expected that Mrs. Mo would still remember this little thing.

He quickly apologized: "Mrs. Mo, it's because I don't know Mount Tai with my eyes, so I don't know what it means."

"I really don't know what it means." Tang Yimo repeated casually.

Jiang Chengxing: "..."

Tang Yimo didn't intend to let her go, and asked again: "So, when will the live broadcast start?"

Jiang Chengxing looked at Mo Yuchi in front of him, and then at the silver needle Tang Yimo was playing with with his fingertips, he dared not refuse.

But eating Xiang...

He really couldn't do such a disgusting thing.

For a moment, my heart was full of mixed feelings, and I wished I could bite off my tongue so that I could never speak nonsense again.

Tang Yimo raised her pretty foxy eyes slightly, and said in a lower voice, "Of course you don't have to choose to live broadcast."

Jiang Chengxing is now a 27-year-old man, not smart but not stupid either.

He knows better than anyone that there is nothing so good in this world.

Moreover, judging from Tang Yimo's cruel temperament towards Chen Hailong, how could he let him go so easily?
He asked suspiciously: "Is there anything Mrs. Mo needs Jiang to do?"

Seeing that he was more sensible, Tang Yimo's eyes flickered, and his expression was somewhat unfathomable: "You will know in a while."

Jiang Chengxing nodded: "Okay."

At this moment, I finally breathed a sigh of relief, I don't need to broadcast live, it's great.

Wen Mi saw Tang Yimo's neither arrogance nor impetuosity, nor haste, and for the first time, she felt admiration for a woman.

Not everyone can compare to this kind of strong person.

She suddenly felt that Zhang Zhizhi's Sand Sculpture Bronze rank could not compete with Tang Yimo's strongest king at all.

Tang Yimo felt that Wen Mi was looking at her, and said casually: "Follow me closely, don't get lost."

Wen Mi felt that she was hinting that she should not make small moves, so she panicked, nodded, and followed.

Suddenly, the phone received a text message from Zhang Zhizhi.

"Sister Mimi, can you help me take Tang Yimo to Room [-] on the third floor later, can you? As an old friend, I want to give her a gift, don't tell anyone else, I want to give her a surprise."

　Please give me a small bubble ticket that is A and rusty, and hit the new book list!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)