Mu Xingfeng has never disdained to participate in such things as commercial cocktail parties, and in the past five years, he prefers to take practical actions.

It's just that during this time, An Ran always mentioned it to him intentionally or unintentionally, wanting him to take her out to play.

Her so-called play is to accompany him to a necessary occasion as Mrs. Mu.

Mu Xingfeng never knew that An Ran was so fond of lively temperament, but since she wanted to, he could still meet such a request.

Therefore, Chen Yankun mentioned this cocktail party to him a few days ago, and he agreed without thinking about it.

Mu Xingfeng and An Ran came out not late, and when they arrived at the reception, only Chen Yankun, the organizer, confirmed the venue at the end, and he could see that An Ran had a trace of loss in his eyes when he saw the deserted venue, but he didn't care, and after greeting Chen Yankun, he went to the lounge on the second floor.

When An Ran heard that Mu Xingfeng was going to take her downstairs, a flash of joy flashed in her eyes, and the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, "Okay." ”

As he spoke, he reached out and took the man's arm around him, and walked side by side with the man to the stairs.

As the god of commerce in the imperial capital and the head of the Mu family, Mu Xingfeng's appearance naturally attracted the attention of everyone present.

As soon as they reached the staircase, the people who found them downstairs let out a burst of low shouts, and even the whole venue caused a small commotion.

The people who learned the news before had already been waiting for it, and those who didn't get the news had racked their brains the moment they saw Mu Xingfeng appear, thinking about how to talk to this god of business.

Mu Xingfeng was dressed in a pure black suit, exuding the domineering and aggressiveness of the superior person in his deep body, with a cold face, cold and arrogant.

An Ran next to her, wearing a bright red evening dress and a bandeau design, lined her tall figure slim.

She held her skirt lightly with one hand, and held Mu Xingfeng affectionately with the other, under the gaze of everyone, the corners of her lips were slightly hooked, and her demeanor was all directions.

"Doesn't it mean that President Muhammad is not a woman, and women can't get close to him within three steps? Who is the woman next to him? ”

Someone in the crowd asked, puzzled.

"What year are you old? Mr. Mu doesn't get close to women, it's not because he loves Mrs. Mu too much, and the one next to him is Mrs. Mu who has just returned from abroad, the eldest lady of the Shen family, a few days ago, in order to welcome this eldest lady, the Shen family specially held a welcome banquet and a press conference, don't you pay attention to such important news? ”

"I was on a business trip abroad some time ago, and I really haven't heard of it, Mr. Mu has always been low-key, and I haven't seen him take Mrs. Mu out during this time when I came back."

"Now you know? Then dare to keep your mouth shut, who can't be messed with now? If it belongs to Mrs. Mu, the young grandmother of the Mu family, the eldest lady of the Shen family, how many women can compare with that one in the emperor's capital? ”

……

After Anne stuffed Lu Yi with a bite of cake, she took a small sip of pudding in her mouth while listening to the discussion between the two people next to her.

"Alas, that Mrs. Mu, is she really that powerful? What kind of families are the Mu family and the Shen family? Is there a lot of background? ”

Anne stabbed Lu Yi beside her with her elbow, only to find that his whole person was as if he had been fixed, staring straight in the direction of the second floor with a pair of eyes.

At the same time, Mu Xingfeng at the staircase condescendingly looked around the venue, and when his eyes swept over Lu Yi's table, he also felt like something had been hit hard in his chest.

The figure holding a fork and feeding the man affectionately......

23

Mobile Station: