The action of his hand behind her chair was more like the feeling of pulling her into his camp, and those who didn't know thought that she was a couple with him, rather than that she was his future niece-in-law.

But he naturally leaned over and asked coldly in front of everyone, "What are you talking about?" ”

He was so close that every word he spoke, his breath blew on her ears.

Yan Jingxi tilted his head slightly and leaned towards Lu Youran's side.

Feng Ruyan was afraid that Yan Jingxi would anger Lu Muqing, so he cast a warning look at him.

Yan Jingxi narrowed his crooked eyes helplessly, and said with a smirk along Feng Ruyan's words, "Mr. Lu looks young, and he seems to be the same age as Youran. ”

"I'm three years older than him." Lu Muqing replied meaningfully.

The door was pushed open

A girl in a black bubble skirt came in from outside, with black oil paint on her nails, and shouted briskly: "Dad, Mom, brother-in-law, uncle." ”

She glanced at Jing Xi, with disdain in her eyes, deliberately ignored it, sat down next to Lu Youran, and smiled brightly at Lu Youran, "I'm sorry, brother-in-law, there is a traffic jam on the road." ”

Yan Jingxi glanced lazily at Yan Rui, who was smiling brightly.

I don't have a sister, where is my brother-in-law?

Come to think of it, it's not quite right.

Yan Jingxi twisted his eyebrows and stared at Lu Muqing with rounded eyes.

Yan Rui is a year younger than her, and when she calls him uncle, he doesn't seem to have any adverse reactions!

Only against him.

"What's wrong?" Lu Muqing looked at Yan Jingxi's eyes and asked.

As soon as he spoke, everyone's eyes were on them.

Yan Jingxi just wanted to be a beauty quietly, and didn't want to be noticed, feeling Feng Ruyan's displeased gaze and looking at it again, cunning flashed in his eyes, he raised his wine glass, and said obediently: "I want to toast Mr. Lu!" ”

A glimmer of fire flashed in Lu Muqing's eyes.

Staring into her bright eyes, the word fox came to mind, and I wanted to know her angry reaction.

He didn't raise his glass, withdrew the hand that was on the back of Yan Jingxi's chair, and screwed the cigarette out in the ashtray.

Yan Jingxi was obviously rejected, and the atmosphere was a little stiff.

When she wanted to put down the wine glass, Lu Muqing picked up the wine glass again and shook it gently, as if it was possible to clink glasses with him.

Yan Jingxi could only wait for his 'favor' like a fool in front of everyone.

Every second is as long as an hour.

Torment, unknown waiting.

He's like a juggernaut, completely playing with others in the palm of his hand.

The originally handsome side face looked cold, with a slow and logical side gaze, a lazy expression, but a similar provocation flashed in his eyes, he gently took a sip of red wine, put down the wine glass, and said: "I don't drink women's toast casually, I'm sorry." ”

If he doesn't drink, he won't drink, just say it earlier, and put on a score.

His alienation, his rejection, through this sentence, is vividly outlined.

Yan Jingxi is really a very tolerant person, all her scheming, goals, thoughts, and revenge are hidden under the seemingly well-behaved appearance, waiting for the day when she is ready to get rid of the current shackles.

The man in front of him really has the ability to provoke her.

Yan Jingxi's eyes jumped with scorching flames, blazing with anger, holding the wine glass with great force, it seemed that the wine glass was his neck, and the body of the glass was trembling slightly.

Seeing that she was angry, Lu Muqing raised a smile, poured the country and the city, stepped down from the stage, picked up the wine glass and touched it lightly on her wine glass, "I respect you." ”