"Weren't you angry with me just now?" Vanyin lowered her head, "I shouldn't have done this...... But I didn't mean to peek at him in particular, I just ......" She was still admitting her mistake.

Beiming hurriedly said, "I don't have it, I don't have it, it's me who is not good, it's me who is wrong, it's me who is wrong." Just don't be mad at me. ”

"So, don't you blame me?" Fanyin raised her head and looked tentatively at Bei Ming. "I didn't, just don't be mad at me. Beiming said again and again: "Then don't be cruel to me." Fanyin said, in the past, her coquettish appearance was only done to her parents, but now she has unconsciously done it to Beiming.

Looking at Fanyin's appearance, where would Beiming say a word: "I don't murder you, I don't, I'm sorry, I'm not like this anymore." ”

"That's good. Fanyin said, "Then can I go see him again?" Fanyin was like a child asking for Beiming's permission.

"Still looking at Leng Yi?" he thought to himself, could it be that she really liked Leng Yi, and she didn't feel that her heart was half cold. But he didn't have the right to stop Sanskrit, so he gritted his teeth and said: "Yes." ”

"Let's go see Sister Fuyao. Sanskrit rolled her eyes and smiled.

"Sister Fuyao?" Bei Ming was surprised.

With that, Fanyin and Bei Ming entered the main hall and found a quiet corner to stand in the midst of the crowd, just in time to see the dancing circle. Many boys and girls were in the field, and now it was a waltz, and the people in the audience danced gracefully, fast and slow. Nan Fuyao was not there.

"What are you looking for Sister Fuyao to do?" Bei Ming wondered.

"You said before that you didn't know anything about Leng Yi, but Sister Fuyao, you always know each other. Sanskrit said, and Bei Ming nodded. "Sister Fuyao has a hearty personality and likes to be lively, so she always has two drinks with you, right? Beiming agreed, "What about people, she is a big beauty, and those who like her have long been on the streets." ”

"Is that an exaggeration?" said Beiming.

"Of course there is, don't you see how many people want to invite Sister Fuyao to dance this time?" Bei Ming's mind never focused on these things, where would he pay attention.

"However, there is indeed another person who is as popular as Sister Fuyao in this game, but ......" Fanyin saw from Ling Jing that many men's eyes also turned to a place.

"But what?" asked Beiming.

"But I'm afraid this person is more difficult to invite than Sister Fuyao. ”

"Who. Beiming asked casually. I saw that Fanyin suddenly shook in front of his eyes, silently walked to his left, and slowly walked to his right after a while, and turned a corner from time to time, and went behind him to get some drinks: "What are you doing?" Bei Ming asked, "Don't look back at me," Bei Ming just wanted to look at Fanyin but was stopped by her behind him. "Why," "I'm looking at a person. "Who. ”

"Deputy General Secretary Mo. ”

After listening to Sanskrit's words, Bei Ming looked at the guest of honor, and sure enough, Mo Doli was sitting there, she was looking in the direction of Bei Ming, and when the two of them met their eyes, Mo Doli turned her head to look at the dancing crowd. Sanskrit Yin stood behind Bei Ming and was speechless for a while.

"What are you doing?" asked Beiming.

"Nothing. Sanskrit came from behind.

"Who did you just say is more difficult to invite than Sister Fuyao?" Bei Ming couldn't help but be curious.

"Deputy General Secretary Mo. ”

"She?"

"You're familiar with each other, aren't you?" asked Sanskrit.

"I can't talk about familiarity, but when I was the minister, she was already the deputy director of the etiquette department, and the flower woman valued her very much, and occasionally met her in public. "Mo Doli is twelve years older than Beiming, but she is bewitching and bright, and she does not show her age at all. To say that five years ago, Beiming was twelve years old, and standing with her was still like a child, but now the seventeen-year-old Beiming is almost indistinguishable from the age difference with him.

"That's right. Sanskrit said.

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing. Fanyin was wondering if she had just seen something wrong, she had always been very sure of her eyesight, which was far more reliable than everything else.

"And what did you just turn around to see?" Bei Ming said.

"How do you know?" said Sanskrit, looking at Bei Ming with open eyes. Beiming smiled, "I don't know what you look like?" Beiming usually rarely sees Fanyin observe a thing so seriously, and it stands to reason that she can know it at a casual glance.

"I feel that Deputy General Director Mo is just looking at you. Sanskrit said.

"What do I see?"

"I don't know. Fanyin's words fell, and she accepted Ling Jing, she felt a fiery gaze look at them, and the person who looked at it was Mo Duoli, but when Fanyin confirmed it again, that gaze disappeared.

In order to figure out Leng Yi's affairs, she inadvertently saw a lot of "idle things" today, and it had nothing to do with her, but this Mo Duoli made Fanyin can't help but change positions next to Bei Ming several times to see if that person is really looking at Bei Ming.

Somehow, Fanyin felt a little indescribable in her heart, it is said that Ji Lingxiao just now, the beautiful girl of the Lingshu Division, and the many admiring eyes of Beiming along the road did not let her care, but this Mo Doli is really different from people, she is really an outstanding, one-in-a-million master.

Not only that, she has a unique charm that attracts the people around her, not to mention that men favor her, even Fanyin herself admires this deputy general manager very much.

In the eyes of outsiders, Mo Doli is not a good person, but Fanyin feels that her "unscrupulous" appearance is what she likes the most. Many years ago, her temperament and Mo Duoli complemented each other a little, although Fanyin is not a charming girl, but she is also a free and easy character, but over the years she knows that she has already changed her appearance, who can she talk to about this inner matter, just rely on her to slowly get used to it.

"What kind of person do you think Deputy General Secretary Mo is?" Fanyin couldn't help but ask Bei Ming, she wanted to know what he thought of her.

Beiming was asked inexplicably, so he naturally didn't know what Fanyin was thinking, so he said truthfully: "Although I don't have much to do with her, in terms of her style, I appreciate it, and she is a neat and neat person." What's wrong?"

"Do you appreciate it?" said to Sanskrit in her heart.

"Why are you so rare to care about other people's affairs today? Leng Yi, Fuyao, and Mo Duoli, there are really a lot of people who have seen it. Beiming said idly.

Fanyin suddenly felt embarrassed, and the thoughts in her heart were suddenly lost by Beiming. "I'm that, I just care about my subordinates. ”

"You care about Leng Yi very much?" Now that Beiming was changing, his eyes were blazing and looking at Sanskrit. And Fanyin didn't think that Beiming would ask so directly, she thought to herself that she wouldn't go out of the way first, and not let people know about her relationship with Leng Yi first, so that she could be a bystander, and Leng Yi would not "take precautions", for the girl Leng Che mentioned before, Fanyin was really interested.

"I don't think he's a big boss, the conditions are not bad, it's time to find a girlfriend. "Sanskrit is open-minded.

"This is his private matter!" Bei Ming's face was ugly, and he didn't have a good breath. Fanyin drooped her head, feeling very embarrassed, thinking that Beiming must have felt that she was very "eight women".

Fanyin glanced at her eyes and saw that there was a ceremonial officer delivering wine not far away, she had a slender hand, and the two wine glasses were instantly held in her hand, she handed a glass to Beiming, wanting to relieve the embarrassment, and the remaining cup was drunk by herself.

"I don't drink!" Beiming didn't take the cup.