The sudden situation made Han Zhiqing a little surprised, and her eyes subconsciously turned sideways. Looking at the deep blue eyes in front of her that had been difficult to control in her dreams for several days, Han Zhiqing's heart was completely trembling.

Mo Junhao.

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She would never have thought that Mo Junhao would appear here at this time, and that she would appear here at the right time when she was about to be humiliated.

She knew that as long as he was there, she would be unrestrained and unrestrained with the aura that could overshadow him.

At this time, Mo Junhao's blue eyes also looked at her, and the seemingly calm eyes were filled with waves.

Even though he had control of it well, only he knew in his heart that when he met her again, his heart still could not calm down.

Her beautiful blue eyes gradually became deeper, and looking at her extremely pale face, her heart was still locked in a bad mood.

Has she stopped eating again? Has she been having a bad time during this period?

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At this time, various problems circled uncontrollably in his brain like a fountain, and his blue eyes became deeper and deeper.

The two of them looked at each other without opening their mouths. Everything around them seemed to be still. At this moment, the only two of them were left in the whole world.

Han Zhiqing's eyes never left his face.

His handsome cheeks have become much thinner, and there are still thick bloodshots hidden in his blue eyes, as if he hasn't slept for a long time.

There were a little bit of scattered stubbornness on his firm chin, which made him look much more depressed.

Haven't seen him for half a month.

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Why did it become like this?

The eldest young master of the Mo family, is life so unhappy?

Her heart tightened because of the heartache that made her feel so distressed, and her thin lips moved slightly, but she couldn't say a word.

When we met again, we realized that we were thinking of him so much that when he appeared in his sight, we even wanted to rush into his arms immediately.

Feeling the warmth and reassuring embrace of her once, listening to his calm heartbeat, it seemed that all panic could suddenly stop.

"So it's Young Master Mo."

The next second, a sudden intrusion sound interrupted the silent world of the two at this time, and also pulled their thoughts back from their loss of consciousness.

Mo Junhao's blue eyes were closed at this time, and his deep eyes were coldly retracted from Han Zhiqing's face.

Then, he slowly threw himself at the men in front of him.

Seeing that their originally arrogant attitude suddenly changed, they suddenly restrained when they saw Mo Junhao's sudden appearance.

Just like Mo Junhao who everyone sees, his overwhelming aura is innate and cannot be something that others can pretend to be.

Even if it was just his extremely plain look, they could easily become trembling.

My body, which was originally sitting on the chair, also stood up involuntarily.

"Young Master Mo, I'm lucky to know."

Another middle-aged man also stretched out his hand to Mo Junhao with a flattering look on his face, and a dog-legged smile instantly raised on his fat face.

Mo Junhao's cold gaze just glanced at the smiles that were pulled from their faces, and he reached out his hand without cooperation to shake hands with them.

Even if that kind of superior attitude makes people feel a little disgusting and impolite, no one dares to have any opinions.

Seeing that they took their hands awkwardly, they grinned and waited for Mo Junhao to speak.

The next second, Mo Junhao's nice and very low magnetic voice sounded a little cold, and it was faintly hoarse-

"Who can tell me here what you are doing now?"

While asking, his eyes swept coldly over the man named Liao's stiff smile at the moment. When his eyes swept to the glass of red wine he was pressing, it suddenly became cold.

Then, looking at the man surnamed Liao, his voice became colder again and he spoke, "Can you tell me?"

The man named Liao froze the smile on the corner of his mouth because of his problem, and looked at Mo Junhao with guilt, not daring to speak out.

He had read the newspapers of that charity dinner and naturally knew who Mo Junhao was. Similarly, the moment he saw Han Zhiqing tonight, he knew that the woman who stood with Mo Junhao that night was the director of DKS.

And just now, if he had told Han Zhiqing what he wanted to do, he could not imagine how Mo Junhao would deal with him.

The rumored wilson, the president of DKS, and the eldest son of the Mo family who is both black and white, can he afford to provoke?

When I was crying in my heart, I was wondering how to answer Mo Junhao, Mo Junhao's cold voice spoke again:

"Do I need to repeat my question?"

The sound that was so dull that there was no rhythm in the slightest, the man named Liao was so scared that he had a big feast again.

Then, with a stiff smile, he said:

"Haha, that's right. When we met Director Han here, we wanted to invite her in for a drink. We were playing games just now, haha~~~"

I must be still complaining in my heart, and the smile on my face was also looking at Mo Junhao's face, which had not changed much, and the more I smiled, the more I became, the more I became, the more I became.

He looked at the people accompanying him like help, and winked.

Then, when he saw the other two men immediately nodded to Mo Junhao with understanding and said:

"Haha, yes, Master Mo, we are playing games with Director Han. Before the start, Master Mo came, haha~~~"

Everyone knows that they are talking lies with their eyes open, including themselves.

I was just praying in my heart that Mo Junhao would not pursue it, or that Han Zhiqing would not care about it, so this matter might be abandoned.

Otherwise, their fate would have been hundreds of times worse than when LBS was finished.

Han Zhiqing stood there from beginning to end without saying a word, but she curled her lips lightly when she listened to them talking lies with her eyes open.

She didn't plan to report anything to Mo Junhao or ask him to stand up for her.

With her current relationship with Mo Junhao, she has no qualifications or reasons to let Mo Junhao stand up for her.

At this moment, she just hoped to leave as soon as possible. At this time, she had no idea what kind of mentality and expression she used to face Mo Junhao.

"That's right, hehe~~~ Mr. Mo, I'm very happy to see you here."

Mo Junhao looked at them with no emotion and laughed, his thin lips pursed without saying a word.

The more this happens, it is like they are slugging them in disguise, making them not know what to do.

Finally, Mo Junhao, who had been silent for a long time, finally took action.

Seeing him withdraw his hands pressed on the glass of red wine, he looked at them with his thin lips slightly hooked:

"You won't be happy to see me later."

While his thin lips moved slightly, he saw him reaching out to pick up the red wine on the table, imitating the initial action of the man named Liao, mixing all the soup on the table together, dividing it into three cups and handing it to them. The thin lips pulled it quietly twice.

Then, in their stunned eyes, they poured themselves a glass of red wine, then picked up the wine glass, toasted them, and spoke in a cold voice:

"Since you are so happy to see me, I should toast you this glass of wine."

The nice sound and elegant curves are now filled with inhumane feelings.

The blue eyes faintly swept over the "red wine" that they had prepared for them just now, and continued, "You guys won't give me face, okay?"

The cold voice was not at all rhythmic. He followed what the surname Liao said to Han Zhiqing at the beginning and raised his eyebrows.

Just like this, he made the people involuntarily listen to the wine glasses.

Looking at the red wine mixed with various smells in front of me, the stomachs of several people began to surging.

Mo Junhao's wine glass was held in front of him, and his current situation made them feel like they were committing their own sins.

Mo Junhao's words have been put here. If you don't drink them, it means you won't give him face. Drink? How can they drink such red wine?

However, they are not sure who Mo Junhao is. They can make them hundreds of times worse than death by talking and laughing.
To be continued...