Mu Mansion.

The lights are shining.

Night envelops the entire castle-like villa, and the first-floor reception hall is filled with men and women in ornate gowns, all to celebrate the engagement of the granddaughter of the Muhammad Group, the largest consortium in the Imperial City.

Mu Zhennian sat condescendingly on a custom-made Taishi chair, his eyes swept over the hall full of guests, but he didn't see the shadow of his granddaughter Yueli.

He sighed secretly in his heart, and gave a look to a handsome and upright figure not far away, and the man understood, put down the crystal wine glass, and turned to leave.

On the balcony on the top floor of the villa, a smoky purple dress wrapped in a delicate figure, a delicate and pure face without powder, but revealing the beauty of clear water out of hibiscus.

Mu Yueli held on to the white railing and looked at the sea in the distance in a daze.

"It turns out that the bride is hiding here......"

Mu Yueli turned around, and Sikong Chu's usual unruly smile broke into his eyes.

"It's you, Senior Brother Sikong," Mu Yueli glanced at him lightly, as if he didn't have much interest in his arrival.

Sikong Chu walked up to her with two glasses of wine, leaning on the railing with one arm and looking at her with a playful expression.

"Today is your engagement banquet, it's a festive day, don't cry like someone owes you money." Sikong Chu shook the wine glass in his hand and looked at the red wine in the glass.

"It's just a deal! Who asked my opinion on this engagement reception? ”

Mu Yueli said coldly, "I'm afraid I'm the saddest bride in the world, I was forced to the engagement banquet and married my brother, hehe, they only treat me as a commodity, grandpa is, he is also ......"

Speaking of him, Mu Yueli couldn't help but clench his fists. She snatched the wine glass from Sikong Chu's hand, raised her head, and drank it all.

Sikong Chu raised his eyes and watched her drink the last sip of wine in the glass, and took the empty wine glass thrown over with a smile, an imperceptible smile flashed on his face.

"Miss, this is a famous wine that my old man has treasured for many years, and he usually doesn't even let me see it.

Mu Yueli glanced at him with disgust, and was just about to open her mouth to drive him away, when a cold voice came, with a certain irresistible majesty and courage, which made her heart tremble fiercely.

"Monthly, follow me downstairs ......" a voice as cold as ice.

Mu Yueli turned around slowly, and when she raised her eyes, she met those dark and deep eyes.

The angular and handsome face, like a god carefully carved, without a trace of flaws, is dressed in a delicate black slim suit, which sets off his more and more cold and noble, like a prince in the dark night.

Mu Yan, Mu Zhennian's adopted grandson 13 years ago, her once dearest and beloved brother, became her current fiancé just because of her grandfather's words! Absurd!

Mu Yueli looked at Mu Yan on the opposite side coldly and didn't say a word.

The tense and depressing atmosphere spread between the two, Sikong Chu's heart jumped to his throat, and he pretended to be nothing: "Today's weather is quite good, suitable for engagement......"

Mu Yan's sharp eyes shot over, and Sikong Chu only felt a chill down his spine, so he hurriedly closed his mouth and flashed to the side.

"The banquet is almost over, you can not attend the banquet, but at least send the guests from afar, this is grandpa's order, and it is also the minimum etiquette."

The voice still lacked a hint of emotion, just a command.

Mu Yueli sneered, and walked in front of Mu Cheng step by step, full of sadness in her heart.

She stood still in front of him, raised her head, met his cold eyes, and said word by word:

"You listen to your grandfather so much, why don't you marry him directly?"