When she finally looked at Xiao Nizi's hair, he finally realized that something was not quite right. This evening dress is retro-style, but Xiao Nizi's hairstyle is modern, and she decided to tie Xiao Nizi's hair in a retro style.

"Sit down." Mo Xialan pointed to the stool in front of her and motioned for Xiao Nizi to sit down, Xiao Nizi looked at her for some reason, and finally sat down obediently.

After Xiao Nizi sat down, Mo Xialan began to help Xiao Nizi with her hairstyle. After half an hour, this retro hairstyle was finally done.

Mo Xialan glanced at her rhythm with satisfaction, and finally nodded and said, "Xiao Nizi, you are very beautiful today. ”

Suspiciously, she moved her body to the mirror to take a look, and she noticed that the hairstyle was too big for her clothes.

"Sister Xia Lan, thank you!" Ning Xintong jumped up and down in front of Mo Xialan, holding her hand and said excitedly.

After the two of them had cleaned up, Mo Xialan glanced at her phone and found that there was still an hour and a half before the banquet began.

"Let's go, it's almost time, let's go." Mo Xialan picked up her bag and the congratulatory gift she had prepared, and walked down the stairs, and Xiao Nizi behind her also followed.

After arriving downstairs, Mo Xialan sat on the main driver's belt, and Xiao Nizi also sat in the co-pilot and drove to the destination. Since Mr. Bo's banquet this time was his 50th birthday, the location he chose was a suburb, not in the city center. So when the two of them drove to my destination, the road was unobstructed and there was no traffic jam.

About half an hour later, the two of them arrived at their destination, Mo Xialan had a good car, and she found that many people had arrived at the venue in advance. The two people sitting in the car glanced at the vehicles next to them and found that the vehicles next to them were all big-name or limited-edition cars.

Looking at these cars, Mo Xialan was a little nervous, although the cars she drove were also famous brands, but compared to these cars, they were nothing but a small thing.

"Sister Xia Lan, why don't we get out of the car first, and then we can find some time to go in again." Ning Xintong glanced at Mo Xialan, and could immediately guess what Mo Xialan was thinking.

In fact, when she saw these vehicles, her mood was also a little complicated, thinking that when their family was not bankrupt, the car they drove was also this kind of car. However, it is different now, and when she comes to this banquet tonight, she will definitely meet her former acquaintances, so she must adjust her mentality.

"Well, let's get out of the car." Mo Xialan unbuckled her seat belt, and the two of them got out of the car.

As soon as they got out of the car, the two of them found that the entrance of the banquet was not only crowded with vehicles, but also crowded with many reporters. As soon as the two of them got out of the car, the reporters had to shoot two people violently, and when the reporters recognized Mo Xialan, they took the microphone and started asking their own questions.

"God Mo, may I ask why you disappeared from everyone's sight after plagiarizing the world? Is there something going on? ”

"When "The Origin of the Sword" went up today, I thought it was very good, and many people wanted to ask who was the designer of this game? Because people have never heard of this person's name. ”

"Mo Dashen, I heard that you are going to start a new project with a new company recently, I wonder if there is such a thing?"

Facing the reporters' questions, Mo Xialan had a headache, and she didn't understand where these reporters came from, since she knew it so quickly. And these reporters asked, some of the questions she couldn't answer, since she plagiarized the incident, the reason why she made a mistake, people's eyes are because she has work to do, but these people ask him if he has a secret. She really admired the imagination of these reporters.

"Let's let go, let's let go, we're here to attend a birthday party, not a press conference, so we can't answer your questions." Ning Xintong, but these reporters asked a lot of unreasonable questions, she was really angry, didn't these calculations see that Sister Xia Lan had a headache?

When these reporters saw Ning Xintong standing up to speak for Mo Xialan, they were really curious about who this was. Before the reporters could react, Ning Xintong had already dragged Mo Xialan into the venue.

As soon as the two of them entered the venue, Xu Tezhu walked towards the two of them.

"Miss Mo, Miss Ning, Mr. Bo has ordered. The position of the two of you is over here. After speaking, Xu Tezhu led Mo Xialan and Ning Xintong towards the position of the two of them, and when the two of them walked to their positions, they found that the position where the two of them were sitting was actually in the most central position.

After Xu Tezhu completed his task, he nodded to the two of them and left.

"Sister Xia Lan, the position where the two of us are sitting in the middle of this, it seems that Lao Bo always really loves you, and I also took your light to achieve this position." Ning Xintong secretly whispered in her ear.

Mo Xialan was not particularly happy to see that she was doing this in the most central position, because what she did in the most central position means that Lao Bo always attaches great importance to her, so she is destined to become the focus of the audience tonight.

"We're going to keep a low profile tonight, I don't really want people to catch up with us." Mo Xialan was a little worried, looked at Xiao Nizi and said, he was not afraid of the others, she was mainly afraid that the Gu family would target her and Xiao Tuanzi.

If she will take care of her family when the time comes, then she and Xiao Tuanzi will be finished.

"Oh, okay Sister Xia Lan." Although Ning Xintong didn't know why she was pretending to be very low-key tonight, since Sister Xia Lan said so, she would do as she said.

"Hmm." After speaking, Mo Xialan sat down in her place, and then stopped talking.

Suddenly, Mo Xialan thought that she didn't know what kind of congratulatory gift this little Nizi was going to give to Mr. Bo, so she leaned into Ning Xintong's ear and said, "Little Nizi, what kind of congratulatory gift did you prepare for Uncle Bo?" ”

Hearing Mo Xialan's question, Ning Xintong smiled mysteriously, and then she took out the gift box she had prepared for Mr. Bo and showed it to Mo Xialan.

After getting the congratulatory gift prepared by Xiao Nizi, Mo Xialan took a look and found that the congratulatory gift prepared by Xiao Nizi turned out to be a painting.

"Xiao Nizi's painting can't be painted by yourself, right?" Mo Xialan looked at the painting and said to Xiao Nizi.

Ning Xintong took back the painting, and then said: "Sister Xia Lan, how can I be embarrassed to give the painting I painted myself to Mr. Bo, this painting was painted by Mr. Zhang, the most famous person in our city A." It's not that my parents often do, but this time I'm going to attend Mr. Bo's birthday party, and you know that our family can't get a decent gift now, so my parents will take the painting they like very much as a gift. ”