Chapter 216: There is no rule of law for wife and slave illness

Gu Moxiao's eyes narrowed, and when he thought of his son, he couldn't help but snort.

How old are these little kids, they are thinking about finding a daughter-in-law one by one!

Seeing that Gu Moxiao's eyes were still looking at the VIP stage, Fang Lun continued to introduce.

"This little girl is also from our Chinese country, and she is a friend of the young master of the palace family who met in China. After receiving the country R, she changed her surname to Gong, and immediately got engaged. ”

Gu Moxiao obviously didn't pay attention to listening, looked around left and right, and pointed to a place in the ordinary audience.

"Talk to the Gong family, I'll just sit there."

Gong Shaoxuan, the young master of the palace family, was sent by the Gu family to help them find it back at that time, and the Gu family had a great favor to the palace family.

When I heard that Gu Siye was here, I immediately wanted to take him to the palace house as a guest.

But Gu Moxiao refused, because his time was precious and he didn't want to waste it on other things.

Fang Lun didn't know why Gu Siye suddenly kept a low profile and wanted to sit in the ordinary audience.

It wasn't until I sat down with him that I understood.

The VIP seat opposite is the seat of Huaguo Mu's family, sitting here, you can clearly see Mu Shaohan's every move.

And it's not easy for the other party to find out.

Fang Lun: ......

There is no rule of law for his wife and slave illness, so he still retreated silently.

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At noon, at the request of the organizer, Ning Yan took two little Mengbao to the banquet hall to participate in a small buffet.

At the buffet, in addition to some celebrity voice actors from country R, there were a few invited VIPs.

And the palace family, the largest family in country R, only came to a young master and little bride who was interested in voice actors.

And the little bride didn't even attend the buffet, so she hurried back.

"The little young master of the palace family is really precious to this little bride. It's just responsive. The little bride likes to watch voice actors, and the little young master also specially held a network matching festival for her in country R. ”

"Yes, when she came out, she sent more than a dozen bodyguards to her, saying that she was afraid that she would be bullied. The little fiancée of the young master of the palace family, who dares to bully? ”

There were several voice actors at the banquet exchanging gossip.

"I really envy such feelings."

Ning Yan shook the red wine in the glass, stood next to them and listened to them, her eyes always staring at a pair of little Mengbao.

It's like a mother who is always watching over her child.

Suddenly, a small saucer reached out next to it, and a delicate cranberry mousse cake was placed on it.

"Xiaoyan, do you remember, this is your favorite dessert before."

Mu Shaohan's gentle eyebrows appeared in front of Ning Yan, and he held a small fork and handed the cake to her lips very elegantly.

In the distance, several bodyguards surrounded Mrs. Mu on the other side of the banquet.

Mrs. Mu stopped, and when she saw this scene in the distance, she couldn't help but be shocked and angry, and her hands clenched into fists, almost knocking over the cocktail in the waiter's hand.

"This little vixen is seducing my son again!"

She took a deep breath, but quickly reined in her anger.

He gestured to one of the bodyguards and whispered.

"Are things ready? Don't wait any longer, wait any longer, this little vixen is going to kidnap the young master to bed. ”

"Ready, ma'am."

The bodyguard responded, walked to the corner, took out a disc from his arms, and walked to the back of the stage.

Ning Yan on the other side was stunned and subconsciously took two steps back.

Mu Shaohan smiled bitterly, and his voice was gentle.

"Xiaoyan, have you forgotten? We've baked it ourselves before, and when you make your first cake, you're scrambling to mistake salt for sugar. ”

Remembering the past, there was a faint smile in his eyes.

But just when Mu Shaohan was immersed in his memories, a tender little short hand stretched out next to him and took the cake away.