After Mo Wantong walked out of the dressing room, the only bit of self-esteem she had completely collapsed, she stumbled all the way, her eyes were scattered, and the soles of her feet were as light as if she had been pulled out of a kettle. As he walked through the banquet hall, with the deafening sound of music and a muffled hum, a red wine glass rolled a few times on the light-colored carpet at Mo Wantong's feet, and the bright red wine was sprinkled with a random pattern.

She looked up in fright, only to see a man in a white shirt and dark pants, looking at him with a pair of warm eyes like ink! There was a faint displeasure on his brows and he frowned slightly, and the entire chest was splashed with wine stains, reflecting the man's strong chest, and the man in front of him at this moment was not only like Prince Charming in a fairy tale, but also like a beautiful man in a romance drama taking a bath, which was both real and illusory!

Looking at the picture of the beautiful man in front of him taking a bath, Mo Wantong's eyes overlapped and the man at this moment, and they were stunned!

"Beautiful Miss Mo, you knocked over my wine!" The man slightly hooked the warm jade voice at the corner of his lips, drawing Mo Wantong's gaze back to the scene.

Mo Wantong subconsciously raised her head and blinked, "Ye-senior......!" ”

The man's warm and jade-like face was stunned when he saw the red and swollen face, "What's wrong with your face?" ”

In order to ease her emotions, Mo Wantong looked at the shirt on the man's body, lowered her eyes and looked at her masterpiece under her feet, nodded and apologized, "I'm sorry, that, I, just walked......" She was really a little incoherent, maybe she had just been stimulated by Ling Xiaoxiao and Tang Shengming, or maybe it was because she saw Ye Shaofeng again in this embarrassed way, in short, she was a little at a loss!

Ye Shaofeng seemed to see her thoughts, and his sword eyebrows rose, "It's okay, it's just a piece of clothing, can you be so nervous?" Tell me first, what's going on with the face? As he spoke, he glanced at the box in Mo Wantong's hand, "You, ...... this?" ”

Mo Wantong gently touched her face, "Oh! I'm a makeup artist. I just had a cosmetic allergy, hehe~"

Ye Shaofeng is not a fool, his fingerprints are all on his face! His sword eyebrows frowned slightly, "Really?" ”

Mo Wantong bit her lower lip, "Ye ...... Shaofeng, why don't I go to the neighborhood and buy you a shirt, you can change it first. ”

Ye Shaofeng kept staring at her face, "No need, I'll just change it in the car." ”

Mo Wantong recognized that the limited edition of Armani this year was more than 50,000 pieces, so she bit her lip, "Then, you can change it and give it to you!" I'll take it and dry clean it and return it to you. ”

Ye Shaofeng bowed slightly, "Okay." ”

The two walked out of the banquet hall together and entered the elevator.

Ye Shaofeng kept looking at Mo Wantong, "I heard that you are married, how are you doing?" ”

Mo Wantong is still in a state of dissociation, "Huh? Oh! Very good, thank you~"

Ye Shaofeng's eyes hammered the drooping Adam's apple and moved up and down, "Late? ”

Mo Wantong was nailed by Ye Shaofeng's sentence "Wanwan", and the whole person stiffened.

After a moment of silence in the small space, the elevator finally reached the first floor, Mo Wantong took a deep breath, and looked away from Ye Shaofeng's puzzled and complicated eyes.

When Ye Shaofeng got out of the car, he changed into a coffee-colored shirt again, carried the white shirt of more than 50,000 yuan, and walked towards Mo Wantong, "Then I'll trouble you." ”

Mo Wantong took the handbag handed over by Ye Shaofeng and nodded, "It should be." ”

Ye Shaofeng took out a blank business card with only his phone number written on it, and handed it to Mo Wantong, "Just make this call after washing." ”

Mo Wantong took the business card and put it in her bag, took out a business card from her studio, and handed it to Ye Shaofeng, "Senior Ye, this is my phone number and address." ”

Ye Shaofeng took the business card, glanced at it, stuffed it into his pocket casually, and nodded, "Okay." ”

Mo Wantong drove her own Poussin, constantly shaking her head and shaking her head all the way. I always feel that I have been dreaming all day, but why are the dreams so lucid!

He's back, but what does it have to do with her when he's back? Is it still possible for her and him? No, she is a married woman, she doesn't deserve Ye Shaofeng's warm smile, and she doesn't deserve his careful care!

The red light turned on, and Mo Wantong closed her eyes slightly, "Shaofeng, I'm sorry!" In fact, the love between the two of them who was strangled to death in the hazy period was not sorry for anyone at all, but she still felt that she was sorry for Ye Shaofeng.