Chapter Eighty-Eight: How Could It Be Her
Mu Jinxi suddenly stood up and walked steadily to the old lady.
The wine in the glass trembled as it moved, but not a drop spilled out. Mu Jinxi raised her head, drank it all, and then turned the wine glass upside down, indicating that she had not wasted a drop.
The old lady looked at Mu Jinxi, her eyes flashed cold, but a kind smile appeared on her face, and she said three good words in a row, "The future is terrifying!" ”
Then he lowered his head and put down all his calculations, don't blame me, blame yourself for being too nosy!
"Miss, I saw Mu Qingli's maid sneakily go out." Snow Shadow whispered on the edge of Mu Jinxi.
Mu Jinxi nodded indifferently, her fingers tapped lightly on the tabletop, looking indifferent, if she didn't do something, she would be curious! It's just that in my heart, there is an inexplicable uneasiness, as if something is going to happen......
At the banquet, singing, dancing and laughing, Mu Jinxi suddenly frowned slightly, holding her head with one hand, looking uncomfortable.
Mu Qing saw it, and could barely suppress the excitement in his tone, "Sister, what's wrong?" But it's not enough to drink? ”
As she said this, a maid who was serving food suddenly shook her hand and poured all the food in her hand on Mu Jinxi's clothes.
The maid hurriedly knelt down, trembling with fright, "Miss Mu spare her life!" Miss Mu spares her life! ”
Mu Jinxi smiled lightly, "It's okay." ”
Mu Qingli said in a timely and understanding manner, "My sister is dressed in white, this is not good-looking, it is better to go to the back house to change clothes!" I'll let Bi Yuan accompany you. ”
Mu Jinxi knew that the show was about to begin.
Then he agreed, "It's okay." ”
Guan Xizhe on the side hurriedly sank his face and pulled Mu Jinxi, "Don't you know that this sister of yours is a wilted and damaged peerless white lotus?" What good thing can she do if she takes the initiative to open her mouth? ”
Mu Jinxi felt that this title was good, and it was very suitable for her, so she winked at him mischievously, "When have you ever seen me suffer?" ”
Guan Xizhe was stunned, not to mention that he hadn't seen her suffer a loss, just because she took advantage of herself, she was still worried about her here? This guy is a real little fox!
"Let go quickly, don't delay my big business!" Mu Jinxi said this, her eyebrows flashed with calculation.
Guan Xizhe only felt that his body was cold, and he secretly gloated that someone was going to be unlucky again!
Halfway through the banquet, Bi Yuan suddenly returned to the banquet and shouted, "Oh no! Miss Mu has an accident! ”
The voice was loud, as if others would not hear it.
As soon as they shouted like this, everyone's ears pricked up, and they all exchanged gossip expressions with each other.
Mu Qingli stood up suddenly, his voice trembled, and he looked like he wanted to cry, "What's wrong?" How could something happen? Where is my sister now? ”
"Miss, the eldest lady is in the backyard, she, she ......" The maid Biyuan blushed with shame, and her face was unspeakable.
"Quick, take me to see how my sister is!" Mu Qingli had a worried face, and tried his best to show his sisterly affection, but he clearly brought everyone to a courtyard and settled down.
Thinking of Bi Yuan's expression just now, the curiosity of the people around him was aroused, and some people even whispered secretly, "This Miss Mu, shouldn't she be cheating inside?" ”
As soon as these words came out, everyone was looking at her, and the woman secretly lowered her head, but these words sprung up in people's hearts like mushrooms after a rain, and they listened to the sound inside with their ears cocked.
Bi Yuan pushed the door open at the right time.
The women present stretched out their heads to look into the room, and when they saw the scene inside, they immediately covered their eyes, and some even screamed.
Bi Yuan turned his head proudly when he saw everyone's expressions, and when he saw the people inside, his eyes widened in fright, and his mouth was not clear, "How can it be ......?"