"Forget it, don't worry, I'll call your boss after I think about it. Half-ringing, Sikong Xia Xia still spoke.

"But ......" As soon as she heard that she was going to call her boss, the waiter became anxious all of a sudden.

She tore off the high-end silk scarf around her neck and wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead.

It was noon, and the sunlight outside pierced through the glass door and hit the floor brightly, illuminating the wrinkles and haggard faces of the waitresses.

With a slight sad feeling in his heart, Sikong Xia Xia was about to speak, but he heard footsteps sounding, mixed with a little female voice, approaching the door.

"Ling Yuan, what do you say, what kind of flowers are more suitable for VIP1 bags?" A clear female voice sounded, and Sikong Xia Xia's footsteps suddenly stagnated-

The sound of high heels and leather shoes also stopped abruptly, and it was obvious that the two had already walked to the door of the flower shop.

Sikong Xia Xia turned his head sideways and saw the pair of men and women at the door. Mu Lingyuan changed into a blue-black suit today, which was not only elegant, but also more profound. And the woman standing next to him......

A vivid red color seems to drip water...... The flowing red, tossing and turning on the silk, looks extraordinarily bright under the harmony of the sun, which shows the infinite charm of this woman.

Red is a very feminine color. Coupled with this woman's dark and slightly curly hair, as well as the water snake-like waist, any man who still looks at it seems to be fascinated.

He, too?

"Xia Xia?" Seeing Sikong Xia Xia in front of him, Mu Lingyuan's face changed slightly.

"Xia Xia, Ling Yuan, aren't you going to introduce me to it?" the woman beside him spoke first, her soft right arm deftly passing through his arm, as if asserting her sovereignty over him.

Mu Lingyuan took a step faster to avoid her touch, and then spoke: "Sikong family's daughter, Sikong Xia Xia." ”

"Hello. Sikong Xia Xia said.

"It turned out to be the big beauty of the Sikong family, and I admired it for a long time. I am Abby, the adopted daughter of Shen Tiancheng, the president of Shen. The woman's lips were slightly open, and her demeanor seemed to exude some kind of magic.

"It turned out to be Abby, the one who refused to see my Aunt Lan at Fashion Week?" Shangguan Jing said suddenly.

When the woman heard this, there was a hint of surprise under her eyes through the long eyelashes, and then she suddenly realized, her slender fingers stroked her chin, and then she spoke: "Are you talking about Mrs. Muda? ”

…… What is the origin of this woman?

"Although Abby is a woman, she does her own business. Seeing that they were a little puzzled and shocked, Mu Lingyuan had no choice but to speak.

Today, there is her in the VIP1 bag, and she is very picky about the design of the private room, so she shirked her official duties and came to accompany her to see the flowers, but it was just business.

Although this Abby is Shen Tiancheng's adopted daughter, her real identity is the eldest lady of the Bing Yao clan, who is in charge of the major enterprises under the Bing Yao clan, and she is really a very strong woman.

"The beauty is on the side, the eldest young master is really a blessing, we won't bother. The corners of Shangguan Jingyan's lips hooked, and he directly reached out and grabbed Sikong Xia Xia's waist!

And Sikong Xia Xia seemed to be waiting for Mu Lingyuan's response, but he was stunned and didn't break free of his arm.

It wasn't until he took her past him that Mu Lingyuan suddenly spoke: "Let go of her." ”