His words made Tang Mosen slightly stunned, his brows unconsciously wrinkled slightly, and his eyes were full of doubts when he looked at him.

"Please be clear." Tang Mosen spoke up again.

There was a faint anger in that cold tone, and the whole person looked very dissatisfied.

The tone in which Cui Enyao spoke to himself just now was as if he had done something very shameless and obscene, but he found out.

That arrogant appearance really made him a little uncomfortable.

"Since you want to pretend to be confused, then I'll help you analyze the whole thing well." Cui Enyao clasped his hands tightly in front of his chest, folded his legs, and looked very lazy.

However, the tone of his voice was extremely cold and indifferent.

"It was you who deliberately ordered Wen Fei to do those shameless things to our designer, so she did something to Yuyang's design, and almost because of this incident, Yuyang couldn't even go here."

When Cui Enyao thought of Xia Yuyang's desperate appearance at that time, he felt extremely angry in his heart.

His words made Tang Mosen's whole person slightly stunned, and his eyes were full of disbelief when he looked at him.

Xia Yuyang, designed by Wen Feijin?

"Don Mosen, don't worry, I will definitely let you win no matter what."

……

In his ears, all of a sudden, Wen Feijin's words to himself rang again.

The expression on Tang Mosen's face also became more and more solemn and dull.

In his mind, he also subconsciously thought of the things he had just heard outside.

He seemed to suddenly understand what Wen Feijin meant by the phone call at that time.

That woman was not nervous at all because of something at home, but because she wanted to do something to Xia Yuyang!

Thinking of this, Tang Mosen really didn't even think about it, and directly stood up and ran towards the backstage.

Looking at his back as he rushed down, Cui Enyao sat in place, looking very calm, his eyes closely following his back.

When Tang Mosen rushed backstage, he only saw Xia Yuyang.

She was wearing a white long gauze skirt, and her long hair like seaweed poured down, which she casually scattered behind her, and sat there quietly, like a beautiful picture.

Extremely captivating and eye-catching.

She also exuded a quiet aura all over her body.

Xia Yuyang sat there quietly, holding his mobile phone tightly in his hand in a daze, not knowing what he was thinking.

"What about Wen Feijin? Did you see her? Tang Mosen looked at it lightly for a few seconds before he suddenly remembered what he had come here for.

He secretly calmed down, and hurriedly asked Xia Yuyang in a loud voice.

His voice made Xia Yuyang, who was immersed in following, couldn't help but be startled, and when he turned around, he saw him standing at the door, looking very nervous, as if he was eager to find Wen Feijin.

She was stunned for a few seconds, and then shook her head gently at him, her expression very wet and indifferent, and even more alienated.

Noticing the change in her attitude, Tang Mosen didn't show anything unusual.

He just glanced at her deeply, opened his mouth, and looked like he wanted to say something, and finally didn't say anything, so he turned his body and walked outside.

"This damn woman!" Tang Mosen scolded as he walked.

Even he himself couldn't tell who the person he scolded with these words was.

"Wen Feijin!" Don Morson finally found her at the intersection backstage.

Seeing that she had been standing there, her eyes locked on the stage, and she didn't know what she was looking at, he immediately followed Wen Feijin's gaze.

"Don Morson? What's wrong? Wen Fei heard his name being called, and when he turned around, he saw him standing behind him.

The expression on her face looked very heavy, and the determination in her eyes made her shudder.

"What are you doing? What are you looking at? Don Morson gently grabbed her wrist and pulled her to himself.

He lowered his head slightly, but his eyes were as deep as stars but filled with a gloom that could not be dissolved.

Wen Fei saw that he suddenly seemed to be a different person, and his whole body exuded a dangerous aura, and there were not only some doubts in his heart about what was going on.

"I'm just standing here and watching the stage." Wen Feijin hooked the corners of his lips at him, raised a gentle smile on his face, and said.

She spoke in a gentle tone, and there was no trace of lying.

When Tang Mosen heard this, he still stared at her without blinking, and his eyes were still filled with a dignified color that people couldn't fathom.

Wen Fei looked at him carefully, and couldn't help but have some doubts in his heart, what the hell was going on with him.

There was even a sense of foreboding, which shrouded Wen Feijin's heart little by little.

"What the hell are you doing?" Tang Mosen opened his mouth again and asked.

The tone sounded tough, leaving no room for anything.

After hearing him say this, Wen Feijin's brows furrowed, and the confusion in his heart became deeper and deeper.

"Mr. Tang, you ......"

"Are you going to do anything to Xia Yuyang?" Wen Fei thought carefully about it in her heart, and then opened her mouth again.

However, she was only halfway through her words before Tang Mosen spoke up and interrupted her speaking bluntly.

All of a sudden, the air around them became unusually heavy.

Wen Feijin only felt that the air pressure around him was slowly decreasing, and the temperature in the air instantly dropped to freezing.

Her hands hanging at her side were clenched into fists tightly, her eyes staring at him without blinking, but her heart was already panicked.

"Mr. Tang, why don't I understand what you mean?" Wen Fei tried his best to make his voice sound very calm, and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

However, Wen Feijin saw disgust in his eyes.

Don Morson didn't believe her words at all.

To be more precise, it should be that he never believed this woman from beginning to end.

"Why did Xia Yuyang's works go wrong before, you should know best, right? And that phone call you made just now doesn't have anything to do with your family, does it? Hearing her say this, Tang Mosen didn't pay attention to it, and asked the doubts in his heart more directly.

Wen Feijin's face changed a few times, and her eyes lowered slightly, covering the panicked look in her eyes.