Mr. Fu treats her like life

Chapter 347 You Qi's Pair of Jianshui Qiu Tong... Filled with Fear

It's Tangtang's phone number.

"Nuannuan, did you go to the reception held by Huasha with your elder brother?"

"Well, you're here too?"

Tangtang let out a sigh of relief, and glanced furiously at the man on the hospital bed who was staring at her back, Shen Mubai was sneering idly.

"No, I went to your office just now. Brother Lu said that Shi Chen went to look for you," so she guessed that An Nuan went there.

An Nuan suddenly realized.

It turned out that Tangtang was entangled by that person in the hospital.

"I didn't see Brother Tang either, I thought you would follow him,"

"Tch, my brother wouldn't go to that kind of place."

Tangtang complained, "What's a celebration or not? To put it bluntly, it's an occasion where young people get to know each other. It's like a blind date meeting. I guess Huasha Magazine is just waiting to make an article about it."

"A married man like my brother has a wife and children, so it's better to enjoy life at home."

Looking at the men and women passing by clinking glasses and chatting with each other, An Nuan also felt that what Tangtang said made sense.

He muttered in a low voice: "Fortunately, Fu Xiheng didn't come, otherwise I might be so troubled."

Tangtang heard it clearly on the other end of the phone, coughed lightly twice, and teased: "Come on, are you sure it's you making trouble and not the two of you torturing the dog?"

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Twenty or ten minutes after the reception, a taffeta white Porsche parked smoothly on the parking lot outside the hotel.

Looking around, there are all kinds of luxury cars parked all around.Their car was parked a little farther away.

It is conceivable that celebrities from the entire Yuncheng gathered here.

Unbuttoning the seat belt and getting out of the car, Mo Shiqian went around the front of the car to the other side, opened the door, bent over and stretched out a hand like a gentleman.

"Thank you," the woman in a Cinq.a.Sept black and white tube top dress stepped out of the car.

Holding a handbag of the same color in his hand, his expression is soft and natural, elegant and intellectual, and has a little bit of Buddhist flavor.

Song Qianzi was not used to this kind of dress, and she said as she walked, "Mr. Mo, is it too weird for me to dress like this?"

She wasn't used to this kind of dress, even though Mo Shiqian took her to pick it out himself.

The front of the hotel is brightly lit, and the staff has hung up decorative seven-color lights in advance, and there are floor lights on both sides of the aisle.

The bright earth lamp penetrates the green lawn and refracts green light waves to the surroundings, illuminating the sky and the earth as bright as day.

Music was intertwined in the hall, and the laughter of men and women could be heard from far away.

Song Qianzi looked embarrassed and resisted from the bottom of her heart, "I've never been to a place with so many people before,"

What's more, the people who come here are all prominent figures in the upper class.

Wouldn't it be too embarrassing for Mo Shiqian to ask her to be his girlfriend?
There is such a trace of inferiority complex.

Mo Shiqian, who was walking side by side, turned his head to look at her when he heard the sound, and the colorful lights around Song Qianzi's Xiaojiabiyu's face was sculpted like a porcelain doll.

Especially a pair of Jianshui Qiutong... filled with inner fear.

Mo Shiqian stopped in his tracks and joked with a smile, "After you become popular, don't you have to attend such occasions often? It's okay, just treat it as a rehearsal."

Song Qianzi's small red lips pursed, she nodded and said, "That's fine."

It was only when I walked in that I realized what it means to be lively.

Although it is not the kind of crowd, it is also difficult to find a quiet habitat among the crowd.

Mo Shiqian saw that she was not used to it, and he couldn't bear it.

(End of this chapter)