If it weren't for Mo Wenchu, how could her relationship with Gu Jue end up like this?

"I'm going to the bathroom. When she realized that her emotions were on the verge of getting out of control, Wen Qing turned sideways and said to Gu Jue.

Mo Wenchu's afterglow noticed Wen Qing's departure, and she also stood up, but she did not leave the banquet hall, but walked in front of Mr. Zhang.

After a staggered discussion, Mo Wenchu and Mr. Zhang talked happily, and occasional laughter came.

Gu Jue looked at the two of them laughing with half-squinted eyes, thinking about what Mo Wenchu was planning in his heart.

It's just that his eyes have completely changed in Wen Qing's eyes.

When Wen Qing came back, she noticed Gu Jue's gaze, and the hot gaze fell directly on Mo Wenchu's body, making Wen Qing go crazy with jealousy in her heart.

She slowly sat down again, raised her red lips and said to Gu Jue, "Ah Jue, how long will this banquet end?"

"Half an hour. Gu Jue glanced at his watch and said in a low voice.

Wen Qing furrowed her eyebrows, looking distressed.

"This kind of occasion is always boring, if you really don't like it, you don't have to follow me in the future. ”

"It's rare to have a chance to get along with you, I don't want to miss even a penny, and besides, how can I be bored with you around. Wen Qing directly grabbed Gu Jue's arm and leaned on his shoulder.

Gu Jue lowered his eyes and looked at her, his tone was a little helpless, "You." ”

With a slight gaze, Gu Jue always felt that Wen Qing had changed, Wen Qing in the past would never say such sweet words, let alone make such intimate actions in public.

Looking at the surrounding environment, Gu Jue only felt unnatural, and there was no sweetness in his heart.

Wen Qing has indeed changed, and he himself seems to have changed a lot.

Just thinking of this, I saw that Mr. Zhang suddenly knocked on the wine glass in his hand, signaling the audience to be quiet.

"This is Mr. Mo next to me, I have always heard that Mr. Mo's piano skills are good, I just discussed with Mr. Mo, the opening dance music of today's dinner is played by our Mr. Mo himself, everyone is welcome. ”

There was thunderous applause at the scene, Mo Wenchu looked at everyone with some embarrassment, and slowly walked to the stage under everyone's attention.

Wen Qing, who was leaning on Gu Jue's shoulder, kept following Mo Wenchu closely, and when she was about to take the stage, her red lips suddenly hooked slightly.

At the same time, Mo Wenchu suddenly fell to the ground and fell on the steps in embarrassment, and the most unfortunate thing was that she seemed to accidentally pull the skirt when she fell, causing her skirt to be torn open when she fell to the ground, and a large area of snow-white skin was exposed.

At this time, Mo Wenchu could be described as embarrassed, but fortunately, Zhao Yi, who had been following in secret, stepped forward, neatly took off his blazer and covered Mo Wenchu's body.

"Don't go!"

Almost at the same time as Mo Wenchu fell, Gu Jue subconsciously wanted to stand up, but his arm was tightly held by Wen Qing.

Looking at Wen Qing's frowning brows, when Gu Jue looked at Mo Wenchu again, she had already stood up with Zhao Yi's support.

Mo Wenchu's back injury was originally just soreness, but after the fall just now, the sore feeling instantly increased several times.

Mo Wenchu didn't care much at this time, and gently hugged her waist and abdomen with her hand, her eyebrows almost twisted into a Sichuan character.

"How are you feeling now? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Zhao Yi was asking with concern, and Mr. Zhang also hurriedly walked over.

"Mr. Mo, were you okay just now?"

Mo Wenchu held up a smile, "It's okay, it's just that this hand fell a little, and the song definitely won't be playable." ”

"It doesn't matter, Mr. Mo, do you want to take you to the hospital for a check-up?"

Mo Wenchu continued to wave her hand, "No, I'll just go home and rest, it's fine." ”

"Are you sure it's okay?"

"Well," his eyes swept around, "Mr. Zhang, I want to go back early, I hope you don't mind." ”

"How can you mind, you go home and have a good rest, and we will talk about cooperation later. ”

"Hmm. ”

After saying hello to Mr. Zhang in advance, Mo Wenchu left the banquet hall with Zhao Yi's support.

The elevator slowly descended, and Mo Wenchu looked at the person beside him, "You should have seen clearly what happened when the accident happened, right?"

Zhao Yi nodded, "The woman behind you stepped on the hem of your skirt with her shoe. ”

"Do you remember what she looked like, what kind of clothes she was wearing?"

"He is not tall, about 1.59 meters, his eyes are slightly larger, the bridge of his nose is not high, he wears a dark green dress, a pair of silver-white diamond-encrusted high heels on his feet, a string of pearl necklaces around his neck, and earrings are also pearl products. ”

According to Zhao Yi's detailed description, Mo Wenchu quickly locked the identity of the person who assassinated him behind his back - Li Yilin, the junior of Lin Chang, the president of the Lin Group.

The other party is also an artist, but although this Lin Chang has invested a lot of resources in her, the response is mediocre.

As a junior, Li Yilin has always wanted to take the throne all these years, but unfortunately because of the obstruction of the Lin family, she has not succeeded.

Li Yilin is a character who never appeared in the original work, Mo Wenchu really can't think of any grudge between herself and her, so Mo Wenchu also can't guess the reason why the other party did this because the other party made her stumble and make her ugly under the gaze of hundreds of pairs of eyes.

Lying down in the back seat of the car with some annoyance, Mo Wenchu gently supported her back with her hands, and the soreness finally dissipated a little.

"Help me investigate Li Yilin, I want to be more detailed, I want to know why she wants to harm me. ”

"Yes. ”

When the car stopped, Mo Wenchu had already fallen asleep.

Zhao Yi stood under the car a little helplessly, looking at the sleeping people, and couldn't help but be in a dilemma.

Just when he didn't know what to do, the sound of a car horn from another block successfully woke up Mo Wenchu, she barely opened her eyes and sat up, seeing Zhao Yi standing under the car in a daze, slightly puzzled, "Why are you standing there?"

"Miss, we're home. ”

"Oh. Due to the back injury, Mo Wenchu's action of getting up was called a cautious one, but when she finally sat firmly, she still implicated her lower back, and felt the sour pain, Mo Wenchu leaned on the seat with her eyes closed, hoping that this sourness could pass as soon as possible.

Zhao Yi looked at the painful expression on her face from the side, and couldn't help but say, "Miss, you should go to the hospital." ”

"No, I'll call Dr. Zhao in a moment and ask him to come to the house to help take a look. ”