Sir, Please Conduct Yourself

This woman should be very excited tonight. Now she is holding a few glasses of liquor and chatting with a man with a pinch of purple hair on her head. From time to time, she burst out with sharp and piercing laughter.

Mu Yunshen's face was livid and cold. He raised his lips and winked at him.

Ah zhe understood, nodded and pushed over. Mu Yunshen found a waiter on one side and quietly stuffed a stack of pink banknotes into the waiter's bag.

The waiter is also smart. Seeing this, he accompanies the smiling face to drag away a couple of drunk men and women in a quiet corner. He cleans up quickly and asks mu Yunshen to sit down.

Ah zhe went to Xu Nian, turned over and stood between her and the man with purple hair. He bent his lips and laughed, "Miss Xu, long time no see."

Xu Nian's face was slightly red, and he was a bit drunk. He only saw a man in front of him in the hazy. He looked pretty good, and he was about to start with a giggle. "This gentleman looks pretty good. Is he alone? Do you want to have a drink with me?"

Ah zhe sneered and grabbed her wrist. "Miss Xu, don't you see who I am first?"

The slender wrist is suddenly grasped by the man's powerful fingers. Xu Nian shakes her hand and spills a small half of amber wine on her hand. With the low temperature of ice hockey, she suddenly wakes up.

Then she raised her eyes to see the gradually clear face in front of her. Her eyes jumped and she stood up immediately to leave.

"It seems that Miss Xu is not drunk and can recognize me, but don't hurry to leave."

A zhe holds her wrist bone and suddenly increases her strength in her hand. She smiles in her ear. The magnetic sound line is like a slightly rusty wooden guitar.

When she first entered the Mu family, Xu Nian was a little interested in the handsome little secretary beside the president, but now listening to him, she only felt cold all over her body, and the numbness on her spine spread to all parts along her nerves.

"I, I don't know anything!" Xu Nian screamed subconsciously, "don't look for me!"

"I advise you not to deny it. I'll see you later and explain to him slowly."

Ah zhe pulled her by the wrist and took her away from the bar. The purple haired man saw his face was cold, and he was afraid subconsciously. He didn't dare to stop him, so he watched Xu Nian taken away by him.

The bar is extremely noisy. Everyone is addicted to the illusion of happiness created by sound mixing and alcohol. No one notices the unusual situation here.

In the face of such a woman who once had a festival with her young grandmother, ah zhe naturally did not have any plans to pity her. She was annoyed by her soft struggle. She simply cut her two chicken claw like hands back to her body, freeing one hand to hold her. In this way, ah Zhe pulled her to an inconspicuous corner.

Xu Nian is almost exerting all her strength to struggle. Suddenly, ah Zhe's feet are pounded. She almost bumps into ah Zhe's back. Her feet falter and her high heels fall to the side. There is a sharp pain in her ankle.

She bared her teeth and squatted down, slowly lifted her eyelids, but was facing Mu Yun's deep black eyes. She was so scared that she couldn't care whether her feet hurt or not. She turned around to run, but was carried back by ah zhe without any effort.

Mu Yun glanced at the woman in front of him with dirty makeup and full of wine. His heroic brow was wrinkled. He did not hide his dislike in his eyes, and even moved aside condescensively.

"Your name is Xu Nian, isn't it?"

"I am."

"Did you change the desk?"

Just a few words put together into a short sentence, Xu Nian's body is almost visible to the naked eye, suddenly stiff, drunk face was replaced by pale, as if all of a sudden sober seven or eight minutes.

She moved her lips, but she couldn't say anything, and her lips were trembling.

Mu Yunshen lost interest in a moment. He didn't want to see this disgusting face again. He coughed softly.

Ah zhe instantly understood the meaning of his young master. He pulled up Xu Nian's hair and said, "young master, what are you talking about

Xu Nian suddenly cried out with pain. He felt that his scalp was almost torn off by him. But as soon as he opened his eyes, he looked at his cold and fierce eyes again. He didn't dare to cry out for pain. He had to try his best to extend his head to make himself feel better.

"I said, I said, don't, don't drag - ah!" Seeing that ah zhe didn't mean to relax at all, mu Yunshen didn't mean to dissuade at all, so she had to harden her head, swallow her saliva silently and say in a very low voice, "no, I didn't change it..."

"You knew there was going to be a play tonight, right?" Mu Yun glanced at her deeply and quietly, and his eyes were full of ridicule and satire. "I can see that he had dressed up carefully, but it's a pity that he was still very ugly."

Xu Nian always hates people's comments on her dress. Rao is mu Yunshen. When she hears this, she instinctively stares at mu Yunshen, and then loses again in ah Zhe's cold eyes.

"I, I..." surrounded by two men, she knew that she had no chance to escape.

If you lie, I'm afraid it won't come to a good end if you are seen by mu Yunshen, but if you tell the truth... No! She can't tell the truth!

Xu Nian suddenly stirred up and nearly bit his tongue. Just as his mind was in chaos and he didn't know what to do, a familiar voice suddenly rang out around him, "designer Xu, how are you here?"