Jiang Yifan ran to Mu Qingluo's room, fell on her bed and cried, making a mess of things on her bed, like a poor person abandoned by a scumbag.

He cried all afternoon, the whole person was crying throbbingly, his eyes and nose were red, and he scolded Luoluo for being a big bad guy while crying.

Even when Steward He came up to call for dinner, he didn't go down.

He sat by the window in a daze, like a lookout stone, staring firmly at the side of the road, hoping to see the figure that excited him.

At first, when it got dark, he still didn't see her.

At that time, Mu Qingluo had already come to the Shengjue Hotel, and the hotel was already very lively, and they were all famous figures in the upper class society of the capital.

As soon as she arrived, all eyes were focused on her, Mu Qingluo hooked the corners of her mouth, and her beautiful eyes seemed to be smiling, without the slightest fear.

She swept the people around her, her dark glass-like pupils locked onto a familiar person.

She stepped on her high heels and walked over.

"Jiang Dashao, it's a coincidence."

Jiang Mohan couldn't help but be a little amused when he looked at the beautiful woman who was close to him.

Listening to the gossip around him, a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, this woman was using him as a shield.

The girl in front of her was wearing a black bandeau evening dress, with two delicate collarbones exposed under her neck, fair and slender arms, and slender white legs.

This dress undoubtedly brings out her beautiful figure, adding a bit of cold aura.

Mu Qingluo picked up the red wine handed over by the waiter, her hand shook the wine glass slightly, and took a small sip, her face was quite impatient.

"When will this party end?"

Jiang Mohan looked away, with a smile in her mouth, the new lord in the capital, others were thinking about how to slap her, but she had just arrived, and she was already thinking about leaving.

"They're not going to let you go easily tonight."

Mu Qingluo's brows were furrowed, with a hint of distress on her beautiful appearance.

Jiang Mohan stared at her and couldn't help but ask suspiciously, "Very anxious?" Is there something? ”

Jiang Mohan's voice is very gentle and magnetic, just like him, giving people a feeling of being a big brother next door, very warm.

Mu Qingluo sighed, took another sip of red wine, and still had some wine on his lips.

"Your brother is angry......"

Jiang Mohan shook his head helplessly, "Xiao Fan, he really likes you." ”

Mu Qingluo lowered his eyes, rubbed the smooth wine glass in his hand, and continued to listen to Jiang Mohan.

"It's the first time I've seen him so clingy, and he's still a girl, no matter how clingy he used to be, he wouldn't be unreasonable."

Jiang Mohan lowered his eyes and looked at the silent girl, with a strange look in his eyes.

I only heard the girl's voice whisper, "I like him too." ”

"Men and women like each other."

Jiang Mohan: ......

Jiang Mohan looked at Mu Qingluo with a shocked face, his eyes widened, he and Jiang Yifan both had a pair of brown pupils, so it looked like the two were really a bit alike.

Jiang Mohan wanted to ask her, for a child, how did you give birth to the love between men and women?

It can't be a pervert.

Mu Qingluo seemed to understand his thoughts, and couldn't help laughing, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked when she smiled, and her whole face softened a little, which was really beautiful.

"I'm not a pervert, Fanfan is so cute, why isn't it likable."

Jiang Mohan was a little dumbfounded, "That, that shouldn't be ......."

Mu Qingluo shook his head, looking like a person who had come over, "How can you say anything about feelings." ”