Failed Boss

Chapter 62
Li Xueyin was overjoyed. It seemed that the marriage with the Murong Group was on the horizon. After all, Murong Zu was the head of the Murong family. As long as it was something he acquiesced to, he would not regret it.

I believe that Jiang Yunhua has already told Murong Zu about Xiaojun and Murong Wan. This way, the children's marriage and elders can be considered tacit, so the cooperation with Murong Group can be regarded as a certainty.

Thinking of this, Li Xueyin glanced at Jiang Yunhua, who happened to be looking at him too, the two women looked at each other and smiled, there was a tacit understanding in their eyes that only the two of them could understand.

Concentrating her thoughts, Li Xueyin gestured and said to her son: "Xiao Jun, this is the chairman of the Murong Group, Murong Jing, you should call him Uncle."

Murong Chong on the side curled his lips in disdain, this aunt made him feel sick just looking at it.

Mo Junchi said in the usual tone, "Hello, Uncle Murong."

Murong Jing seemed to be a little out of shape, his eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses were full of indifference, until his wife gently tugged at his sleeves, and then he came back to his senses, and responded lightly: "Oh, hello .”

Faced with her husband's frequent absent-mindedness, Jiang Yunhua could only endure in silence. She didn't know that in the eyes of outsiders, they were a loving couple with a pair of lovely children and a prominent family background, but only she knew the bitterness and bitterness in it. .

Li Xueyin didn't know that Murong Jing was often indifferent to some people and things, and thought it was because he was dissatisfied with his son, so he hurriedly said, "Xiao Jun, haven't you been studying ancient poetry recently? It just so happens that Director Murong The chief is also very accomplished in this area, you can ask your Uncle Murong for advice in the future."

Li Xueyin, who has been in the mall for a long time, naturally knows that the same interest is the best way to draw two people's feelings.

"Hehe..." Murong Chong sneered beside him, showing great disdain.

Li Xueyin felt a little embarrassed, and was a little worried that this arrogant and unreasonable boy would say something that would make him down.

Jiang Yunhua glanced at her son as a warning.

Murong Chong just swayed his slender legs casually, with a cynical look, which made Jiang Yunhua shake his head secretly.

"Chairman Li has won the award, Murong just likes some classic things." Murong Jing said indifferently, his tone was very polite, but it made people feel an inexplicable alienation.

Li Xueyin was a little speechless, just at this time, the lights in the magnificent hall gradually dimmed.

Murong Zu said: "Wan Wan, you are the protagonist of today's dance, so you can invite a man to dance the first dance."

Li Xueyin was afraid that other wealthy sons would seize the opportunity, so she hurriedly introduced herself, pushed her son in front of Murong Wan, and said with a smile: "Wan Wan, why don't you choose my Xiaojun as your dance partner!"

It's just helpless, but Mo Junchi just doesn't understand his mother's painstaking efforts, so he just said lightly: "I'm sorry, Miss Murong, I can't dance."

The excitement in Li Xueyin's eyes quickly turned into puzzlement and disappointment. Just as he was about to say something, Murong Chong stretched out his slender hand to hold Murong Wan's hand, and said with a naughty smile to his grandfather, "Grandpa, since My sister and I are the protagonists today, so my sister and I will naturally dance the first dance."

Murong Wan smiled lightly, noncommittal.

Murongzu said: "Go." Unconsciously, his impression of Mo Junchi was a bit off. This young man was courteous and courteous to his elders, but he was not tactful enough in dealing with others. Although he didn't want to dance with Wan Wan, this boy declined The reason is too far-fetched, almost a lie that can be exposed immediately.

"Let's go, ugly ghost sister, only your brother will not dislike you dancing with you." Murong Chong said, pulling Murong Wan to slide onto the dance floor, and began to dance to the waltz music played by the band next to him.

Although Murong Chong is cynical and uninhibited, he still looks good when he dances. His slender figure forms a perfect frame, holding Murong Wan who is in good shape, advancing and retreating on the dance floor, spinning close, far away. From a distance, it looks like shooting stars flying in the night sky.

Jiang Yunhua looked at her pair of excellent sons and daughters, her eyes were full of satisfaction, and she unconsciously looked at the man beside her. He was still as elegant and handsome as when he first met him, even though he stood by him now as his wife around, but feel that they are always so far away.

It was already late at night when I returned to the castle, and Xiao Kuaiai felt very tired after going out for a while, but still felt that it was best to be at home, although this was not her home.

Went to the bathroom to take a shower, Xiao obediently put on a goose yellow nightdress, although he was tired, but not sleepy, his mind was full of Murong Wan Aqiusha.

So annoying, annoying....

Why let her know this secret, and still keep it secret?
Forget it, if you don't want to think about it, just pretend you don't know, because she can't solve her own affairs.

Thinking of this, Xiao obediently picked up the pink notebook on the coffee table in front of her, put on her earphones, and continued to study her French.

Probably because he went out to play, his mind became a little impetuous, and he couldn't concentrate all the time. He couldn't listen to the extremely sexy and magnetic French that Xiao Kuaiguai heard in the past at this moment.

Xiao obediently raised her little hand to take off the earphones, and a sound of footsteps came from the door of the room. You didn't need to look to know that it was Baili Hanchu. His footsteps were always so steady and powerful, which made people feel very solid, but Not too dry.

In short, every move of this man is full of charm. Although Baili Hanchu is wearing a set of sky blue silk pajamas at the moment, he still can't hide his innate nobleness. He walked over, and leaned lazily against the girl, smiling at her.

At this moment, Xiao Guaiguai just took a bath not long ago, her skin is still glowing pink, her nightgown is a wide design, and the puffy lantern sleeves perfectly decorate the curve of her arms.

"Why don't you learn French?" Baili Hanchu asked softly. His magnetic voice was like a glass of fine red wine. I can't extricate myself from it.

"I'm so annoyed, I can't concentrate." Xiao Guaiguai frowned slightly, puffing her cheeks, like a wayward child.

"Oh?" Baili Hanchu smiled lightly, and was very interested in this matter: "What's bothering you? Tell me and see if I can help you."

Xiao obediently curled her lips, then leaned back on the sofa, turned her head to look at his haughty chin: "I want to go home, you definitely can't help me, but you rescued Aqiusha, right?"

"So what?" Baili Hanchu didn't expect that Guaiguai would worry about other people's affairs, so he just asked casually.

(End of this chapter)