Chapter 152: Did You Give Up Your Preparations to Be Madame Mo?

Mi Shu's fingers tightly grasped the wine glass in her hand, and a layer of cold air overflowed inexplicably on her back, she could barely suppress it, gritted her teeth and said: "If you don't want to see it, you don't want to see it, so why are you so much." It's like if you like someone, like is like, and there is no reason for it. ”

They were very close, Mishu's head was slightly tilted towards him, and outsiders looked like they were whispering.

Tang Suya saw it at a glance, but her eyes narrowed invisibly.

Mo Lingfeng, who was standing next to her, also saw it and said with a smile: "What's the matter?" Are you so unhappy about your birthday? ”

Tang Suya retracted her gaze and sighed softly, "Qingcheng and his heart warms that child." ”

"Don't mention her again in the future, the situation is good now."

The Mi family and his wife are very satisfied, and when they are satisfied, they are more likely to support Qingcheng.

Tang Suya naturally knew what Mo Lingfeng meant, and this was naturally what she wanted to see, but she was a mother, and she paid more attention to his feelings.

Mo Lingfeng knew that his tone was not good, so he hugged his wife and said apologetically: "I'm sorry Su Ya, my attitude is not good, today is your birthday, I should get used to you no matter what." ”

Tang Suya held Mo Lingfeng's hand and shook her head, "It's all old husbands and wives, why are you talking about this, I know how much pressure you have." ”

Mo Lingfeng hugged Tang Suya, looked at the Minister of Finance who came over, raised his wine glass and said hello.

Although he restrained himself, Mo Qingcheng still drank too much, he felt a little dizzy, so he thought about going outside to sober up.

Mi Shu has always disliked this kind of restrained occasion, so he took the opportunity to help Mo Qingcheng out of the banquet hall.

There is a room outside that is dedicated to resting, Mo Qingcheng pushed the door in, and just as he was about to sit down, the mobile phone in his pocket rang.

He took out his phone in a daze, and his eyes shrank fiercely.

"What's wrong with you?"

Mi Shu felt the cold air emanating from his body from afar, and asked puzzled when he saw that he had a handsome face, pursed his lips, and a pair of blue eyes like the ocean on the eve of a tsunami, sweeping the earth-shattering waves.

Mo Qingcheng got up and strode out.

Mi Shu felt that his state was very wrong, so he took a step forward, closed the door, leaned behind the door and asked, "What the hell is wrong?" ”

Mo Qingcheng was not a good-tempered person in the first place, looking at Mi Shu in front of him, he said coldly, "Get out of the way." ”

Mi Shu could probably guess the reason for him like this, although it had nothing to do with her, but seeing that the two of them were now tied to a grasshopper on a rope, he still reminded: "Tonight is your mother's birthday, Mo Qingcheng, you are sober!" ”

The temples were beating suddenly, heavier and heavier, and the big opening in the bottom of my heart was open, and the cold wind was surging in.

His hands gradually clenched into fists, and he looked at Mi Shu with his eyebrows twisted, and his displeasure was obvious, "Get out of the way!" ”

"Do you know the consequences of you going out like this, you will ruin the efforts of your uncle and aunt during this time, and even more ruin the person you went to see. Mo Qingcheng, you are sober and see your current situation clearly. ”

Mi Shu looked at Mo Qingcheng, who was angry, and she didn't know why, a face flashed in her mind in an instant, she thought of herself inexplicably, and said with a wry smile: "You ran out and vented, you are feeling better." But have you ever wondered what the outcome will be? If you can't protect her completely, don't provoke her. ”