Mu Xiao stayed at the door for a moment, and finally walked over quietly, slowly putting down the cocktail:

"Miss An, the wine you want has arrived, please use it slowly."

After finishing in his usual hospitality tone, Mu Xiao turned around and was about to leave.

"Mu Xiao, let's talk."

An Yarong raised her head, she looked at Mu Xiao calmly, holding the cocktail elegantly with both hands, and her simple demeanor revealed a kind of nobility and elegance.

"Oh? Miss An, is there anything else we can talk about? ”

Mu Xiao looked at An Yarong indifferently, and when facing her, his gaze couldn't help but become indifferent and distant.

"About Shao Chen......"

An Yarong smiled euphemistically, gently, faintly, the hatred in her bones, but she couldn't hide it.

Xiao San has found this place, apart from the matter of Chu Shaochen, what else can there be?

It's just that she was so straight to the point, which was beyond Mu Xiao's expectations.

Mu Xiao looked at An Yarong calmly, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of her mouth:

"An Yarong, people like you are not worth my time, just say anything you have to say."

"Something that doesn't seem like a good thing to say with the door open?" Anya Rong gracefully raised her slender fingers and pointed lightly at the open door.

Mu Xiao's clear willow eyebrows were slightly closed, and he closed the door casually.

"Mu Xiao, don't you sit down and talk?"

Anya Rong smiled gently, with a kind expression and a tactful voice, as if she was her close friend.

Mu Xiao didn't sit down, just folded his arms and calmly looked down at this beautiful little woman-

An Yarong wore a bright red dress today, which was not elegant enough, but she was even more charming and enchanting, Mu Xiao was like an ordinary grass in front of this gorgeous peony.

I heard that men like delicate and feminine women, no wonder Chu Shaochen likes An Yarong so much.

An Yarong looked at Mu Xiao with a smile: "I am surprised that you will work in this kind of place, why do you ...... like this?"

"Miss An, let's talk about the topic you really want to talk about." Mu Xiao interrupted her suddenly, and there was a faint impatience in her voice and expression.

Since the hostility between each other is tacit, she can't be as gentle as An Yarong, who can still express hatred in her heart.

“……”

The smile on the corner of An Yarong's mouth froze for a second, and the next second, she picked up her wine glass, with a sarcastic smile on her delicate face:

"Mu Xiao, your illness should be very serious, right?"

Mu Xiao's body shook suddenly, and there seemed to be that sharp pain in his lungs again.

"Hehe, it looks like I'm right." An Yarong smiled even brighter:

"Do you know, Mu Xiao, I really hope that you will die now, so that you don't stand in the way between me and Shao Chen anymore. But it doesn't matter, Shao Chen doesn't love you at all, I'm sure Shao Chen will get rid of you before you die, Mu Xiao, what do you say?! ”

"......" Mu Xiao only looked at An Yarong lightly.

It's not that there are no words to refute, it's just that from this moment on, she found that An Yarong was more scheming and poisonous than she imagined, and there was no need to say more to her.

"The gray sky tells me that I can't make a ...... in this life" At this time, An Yarong's mobile phone rang suddenly.

"Excuse me, answer the phone."

An Yarong picked up the mobile phone that had been placed on the table at the beginning, and seemed to be a little impatient to answer the phone.

"Have you arrived?"

"Okay."

After two short sentences, An Yarong hung up the phone, but did not put the phone back on the table, but put it directly into the bag.

Then, suddenly, she picked up the cocktail on the table:

"Mu Xiao, do you know that a woman can do anything for the man she loves. Now that I have lost Shao Chen's child and lost my fertility, I have lost all the most precious things for women, Mu Xiao, this qiē is all because of you, it is you who caused me to lose a qiē! ”

An Yarong's words, along with her eyes at this time, became fierce.

“……”

Mu Xiao's lips closed slightly, and before he could speak, he heard An Yarong's piercing scream.

"Ahh

An Yarong's scream was too poignant, so sharp and heartbreaking, that it filled the entire private room in an instant.

The sudden change made Mu Xiao a little in a trance.

Immediately afterward, she saw An Yarong raise the glass that was still holding the wine high and slam it on her head.

"Bang!"

The glass smashed on the head and shattered.

The fiery red blood quickly flowed out between Anya Rong's thick black hair, and spread rapidly on the snow-white skin on her forehead.

The residual wine in the glass spilled on the wound, which was very painful, but she clenched her teeth tightly, staring at Mu Xiao without blinking, and there was a triumphant smile in her eyes.

This woman is getting more and more ruthless to herself!

People love nothing more than their own body, a woman is willing to hurt herself so cruelly, so how cruel will she be to others?

The corners of Mu Xiao's mouth silently evoked a trace of sarcasm:

"Anya Rong, you're crazy!"

When the words fell, she turned around and wanted to leave, however, before she could open the door, the door was pushed open by someone outside with a "click".

Several men in neat blue and black suits swarmed in.

"Miss An, are you okay? Are you hurt strictly? ”

Several people with cameras in their hands rushed in immediately, and before Mu Xiao could figure out what was going on, a series of shutter sounds rang.

The dazzling flashing lights flashed one after another, and Mu Xiao's eyes tingled faintly, which made her feel even more overwhelmed for a moment.

"I'm fine, I believe Xiaoxiao didn't mean to hit me, I don't blame her."

An Yarong's soft and kind voice came.

At this moment, Mu Xiao suddenly understood.

An Yarong was waiting for her here early in the morning, it turned out that it was not as simple as talking to her.

It turned out that this was another trap she had set in advance.

Well, these sudden people are also pre-arranged, and the phone call she just received is also the signal for these people to rush over.

For this woman in the entertainment industry, arranging such a good show should be simple.

And she always thinks that people's hearts are too simple, and always thinks that no matter how bad An Yarong's heart is, she will not be so hollowed out again and again......

"Miss Mu, I'm a reporter from City Entertainment Channel, what happened just now that you couldn't help but beat An Yarong?"

With the reporter's fast-paced question, a black microphone had already reached Mu Xiao's mouth.

Mu Xiao's eyebrows furrowed slightly, and his face showed obvious stubbornness:

"I didn't hurt her, and even if I did, she deserved it."

With that, she was going to walk out the door.

A group of reporters swarmed and barricaded her at the door:

"Miss Mu, you are Chu Shaochen's wife, there have long been media reports that although you and Chu are married, the person you really love is Song Jingyan, what do you think of these reports? Also, there are media reports that Mr. Chu and Miss An Yarong have always maintained a relationship as a couple, what do you think? Are those photos real? ”

An Yarong has always been a female star with media attention, and it may not be surprising that some media reported on the incident between her and Chu Shaochen.

However, she and Song Jingyan have never been media figures who attract bees and butterflies, how can any media report on the affairs between them?

What do journalists mean by "those photos"?

Mu Xiao was suspicious and confused in her heart, she lowered her eyelids, and her slender eyelashes covered all the love in her eyes.

The reporter was tightly blocked at the door, and the microphone was getting closer and closer to Mu Xiao's face:

"Miss Mu, are you weak-hearted? Why don't you answer a word? ”

The questions are getting sharper and sharper, and Mu Xiao feels more and more that he has nowhere to hide.

Answer?

It's just getting darker and darker;

If you don't answer, you are regarded as having a ghost in your heart.

Mu Xiao suddenly found that he was planted in the hands of An Yarong today.

She An Yarong had already arranged this qiē, so even the topic of the reporter's question completely poked at the pain she was most unwilling to face.

"It's work time, please don't disrupt the normal work of employees." Suddenly, a loud and majestic voice came from the door.

Before the voice fell, a big strong hand had already grabbed the collar of the reporter blocking the door, and easily pulled away from the door.

Mu Xiao looked at the door, and with Wang Zhanjiang's hinting eyes, she immediately understood what he meant, and took the opportunity to slip out at the door.

"Mrs. Chu......"

The reporter wanted to chase her, but the man's sturdy body was like a hill in front of him, and he wouldn't get out of the way.

"Who are you? Why interrupt our normal interviews? The reporter's chest heaved slightly, and his face showed obvious anger.

"Oh? Normal interviews? Wang Zhanjiang looked at the reporter calmly, and his deep eyes condensed a majestic light:

"I'm the general manager of this bar, and now, in my capacity as the owner of this bar, I'm asking you to show your press card."

The reporter looked at the man twice, hesitated, but still took out his press card and shook it in front of the man: "See, I'm a real reporter, what do you want to do?" ”

"Mr. Zhang Xiao......" Wang Zhanjiang's eyebrows were shallow, and his mellow voice was as steady as Mount Tai:

"I will file a lawsuit against you for maliciously disrupting the normal business of this bar, and now I ask you to leave my bar."

The reporter stood in place awkwardly, and at this time, he realized that he had offended someone he couldn't afford to offend: "Mr. Wang, listen to my explanation......"

"If you have something to say in the courtroom, reporter Zhang Xiao, we'll see you in court!"

Wang Zhanjiang interrupted the reporter's words in a deep voice, and his sharp eyes swept over several people with cameras around him, and then looked at An Yarong calmly:

"Miss An, let's go to the hospital to bandage it first, and this bar will bear all your medical expenses."

A calm voice, a warm gaze, and a cold-blooded scene in the face of the bleeding scene of the beauty, but there is no mercy in cold blood.

"Miss An was injured like this by your employee, do you think it's okay to pay some medical bills?" The man beside An Yarong glared at Wang Zhanjiang righteously.

And An Yarong also looked at Wang Zhanjiang silently, biting her cherry-red lips, still pitifully silent.

Wang Zhanjiang looked at the man who spoke quietly:

"You should be Miss An's agent, Huo Liming."

The man was visibly stunned, and a hint of shock appeared on his angry face