Obviously, the woman's face was darkened by Mo Junhao's reaction, and she was a little unwilling to be rejected with such an undespicable rejection. She wanted to speak unwillingly, but as soon as she opened her mouth, she saw that Mo Junhao had already left her with a dark face.

Instead, he walked quickly towards the bride, but the angry eyes still stopped on Han Zhiqing.

"Yao Xuefei, come with me!"

While Yao Xuefei was responding to the guests who came to congratulate him with a stiff smile impatiently, Mo Junhao stretched out his hand domineeringly and pulled Yao Xuefei out of the groom with a little movement.

When everyone didn't understand what he was going to do, they quickly pulled Yao Xuefei towards another quiet corner.

"Who is that person? Why are you so rude?"

Someone was initially dissatisfied, but saw that the groom was just looking at Mo Junhao's angry back, with his thin lips curled, but he smiled without saying a word.

Mo Junhao, like his other identity, wilson, has always been a mystery. Let those people guess his identity.

"Oh, what are you doing, what are you doing, do I know if my feet hurt so much?"

Yao Xuefei was dissatisfied with Mo Junhao pulling her over like this. You know, if she continues to stand like this for a day, she would doubt whether she would be disabled because of this.

She swore that she would never get married for the second time in her life.

Mo Junhao simply ignored the dissatisfaction in her eyes. He was still angry.

With deep eyes closed, he said in a deep voice: "?"

"I!"

Seeing that Mo Junhao was asking this, Yao Xuefei seemed a little proud. Her displeasure just now also swept away. She reached out to hold Mo Junhao's arm, blinking her beautiful eyes:

"Do you want to thank me? This time it will be a feast for you."

"A feast for the eyes?"

Mo Junhao's face was half darker. He hadn't seen her all over her before. He needed to feast his eyes on such a piece of clothing?

It was not him who feasted his eyes now, but those damn disgusting men. Now he has long been full of angered by the dead woman Han Zhiqing.

"Yes, I deliberately chose so revealingly, hehe."

As he said that, Yao Xuefei laughed out loud, but felt that she was being pulled hard by Mo Junhao. Seeing him pointing at Han Zhiqing who was circling in the crowd with his fingers, he said, "Go over and ask her to change her clothes."

"Switched?"

Yao Xuefei was stunned, but when she saw Mo Junhao's darker and darker face, she suddenly understood a little.

His eyes flashed, and a trace of evil aura curled up in the corner of his mouth, "I won't go. If you can't stand it, go by yourself. Oh, ah, ah... my feet hurt so much, I'll go sit first."

While speaking, the man rushed towards the sofa on the other side before Mo Junhao spoke.

"Yao Xuefei!!"

Mo Junhao gritted his teeth and looked at Yao Xuefei, who was smiling successfully on the sofa, with a blazing fire burning in his blue eyes.

His eyes turned toward Han Zhiqing again. Seeing that she was walking towards Yao Xuefei at this time, he raised his feet, suppressed his anger, and blocked her way in front of Han Zhiqing.

"What else does the president have to do?"

Han Zhiqing looked at Mo Junhao who appeared in front of her again and smiled calmly.

But I saw a hint of joking and playfulness in Mo Junhao's blue eyes, which were already burning in anger.
Chapter completed!