Shang Moqian shook his head and chuckled, put down the wine glass in his hand and strode onto the stage, holding You Wanqing's hand domineeringly.

"Woman, I only think this is your invitation."

As he spoke, his arm contracted and pulled You Wanqing into his arms, and the soft music sounded at the right time, and Shang Moqian took her tightly into his arms.

"Shang Moqian dances, you don't have to be so close." You Wanqing is a little unaccustomed to the intimacy of the two people.

"Dance with me Shang Moqian, this is the farthest distance."

You Wanqing no longer argued with him, and raised his arm slightly to support him between the two, pushing him outward, but the strength of his arm was not enough to push Shang Moqian away, but instead made him closer and closer to him.

You Wanqing took a step back, Shang Moqian took a step closer, and the two of them went back and forth, and they danced the tango dance steps to the music of the waltz.

"Shang Moqian, it's quite boring for you to put so many good 'harems' to compare with me."

The hundred and ten pairs of jealous eyes in the audience have been floating in the air for a long time.

Even Yu Guang was stingy with the women in the audience, Shang Moqian stared at the women in front of him intently, "Who told them that they are not the slightest bit attractive to me." ”

After saying that, he pulled You Wanqing towards his side, You Wanqing fought again, and the two seemed to have started the second round of tug-of-war.

After a song, You Wanqing was already tired and sweating profusely, nesting motionless in the sofa, no matter how Shang Mo Qian told her, she refused to move another step.

"Then go home." Shang Moqian opened his mouth and stretched out his hand to hug her, You Wanqing was really tired, why not be happy if someone held her, and immediately reached out to wrap her arms around Shang Moqian's neck, and the two walked out of the annual meeting venue as if no one was around.

"Woman, you're good at water." Looking down at the face of the woman in his arms, Mo Qianwu spoke.

The corners of You Wanqing's mouth rose slightly, "People, when you fall into the water, no one can save yourself?" ”

"Maybe you need to give a code to the person who wants to save you."

"Why? If he wanted to save me, he would have stepped forward. After You Wanqing finished speaking, she had closed her eyes heavily, and Shang Moqian carefully held her in his arms and slowed down his pace, for fear of startling the person in his arms.

Sent You Wanqing into Shangqing Villa, Shang Mo Qian drove back to the merchant's old house, and as soon as he entered the door, Yu Xiuqin had already floated in with a cold snort.

"The vision is getting worse and worse!" Throwing away the tablet in her hand, Yu Xiuqin looked at her returning son with contempt.

Pacing closer, the tablet screen in front of Yu Xiuqin shows the scene when he and You Wanqing hugged and danced tonight, in the photo, You Wanqing's smart eyes looked at Shang Moqian, and the eyebrows were full of charm that made people refuse to take their eyes off.

Unconsciously bent the corners of his mouth, Shang Moqian actually had an idea that he wanted this woman to stay by his side for a longer time.

"Mo Qian, when you've had enough, find a reliable woman to marry." Yu Xiuqin sighed lightly and patiently taught her son.

"Okay." His eyes did not take his eyes off the photo, and Shang Moqian said casually.

"Then I'll start preparing!"

"Isn't this a ready-made woman?" Shang Moqian put down the tablet in his hand and looked at Yu Xiuqin, "Mom, this woman is the person I want to marry." ”

In Shangqing Villa, You Wanqing was woken up by You Xiaohe, and You Xiaohe looked at her with big eyes.

"Mom, why hasn't Dad come back yet?" You Xiaohe refers to Shang Moqian.

Holding her daughter into her arms, You Wanqing looked gentle, "Xiaohe obviously knows that he is not a father, does he?" Remember to call Uncle in the future. ”

How can she not know what her daughter's personality is, but she just wants to get a short-term father's love.

You Xiaohe pouted, "He's good to me." ”

"That's because he owes us the money to fix the car." You Wanqing scratched You Xiaohe's nose dotingly.

"Xiaohe doesn't want to leave her father...... Uncle. You Xiaohe's big eyes already had tears flashing.

You Wanqing wiped away the tears that had not yet been left in the corners of her eyes, "No one can't live without anyone, we don't belong here." ”

In the old house of the merchant, Yu Xiuqin stared at the information she had just received on the computer and did not move for a long time, as if she had seen something terrible.

After a long time, he muttered, "You Wanqing, are you here to take revenge?" My business owes you ...... after all."