Quan Mo raised his glass to Xi Nanxing, the corners of his lips were hooked, as if he was smiling, he stood a few steps higher, like a king in the world.

This provocation borders on elegance, yet so naked-naked.

In fact, except for Ange, who didn't know that the core of the DK Group was in China, and Xi Nanxing was close to being exiled when he took over the American company, and no matter how much power he did, it was impossible to affect the core.

But in any case, DK's world has long since changed his surname, once a son of heaven and a courtier, this is ancient reason, and no one will feel sorry for Xi Nanxing.

Everyone looked at Xi Nanxing one after another, waiting for his reaction.

It's hard to say that there will be a big drama of brothers tearing their faces in public.

Xi Nanxing stood there, his eyes gloomy, and after a moment of silence, he also took a glass of champagne from the waiter.

"Thank you."

Xi Nanxing raised the champagne and gently touched Quan Mo's glass.

Both of them drank it all.

The whole picture of a harmonious picture of brothers connecting and creating a great cause together, everyone is flattered again.

The music resumed, the singer returned to the stage to sing, An Ge was hugged by Quan Mo and walked downstairs, toasting some guests, she became Quan Mo's marionette, not saying a word throughout the whole process, only responsible for laughing.

Today's Quan Mo has already established his position of power, and flatterers and patters have emerged in an endless stream, all of whom have surrounded them.

Behind the crowd –

Xi Nanxing bent down and picked up the coat on the ground, which was trampled on.

He turned his head, Quan Mo accompanied Han Huo with ease, facing everyone's greetings with an indifferent face, holding An Ge with one hand, An Ge kept smiling, quietly accompanying him, and drinking a little champagne.

"Mrs. Kwon is gentle and generous, and this evening dress is bright and moving, and the beauties in the audience are all discolored." Fengda's fat Wang Zong's sycophants are all going to An Ge, and they know Quan Mo's preferences.

"......" An Ge laughed, laughing all the time, laughing until his mouth stiffened.

She didn't like such banquets very much, and it was easy to be flattered to the point that she forgot her last name.

"My people naturally look good in anything." Quan Mo lightly hooked his lips and elegantly held the champagne and clinked glasses with Mr. Wang.

Tsk, just now I was still looking cold and dragging, and this time I respected her again.

Capitalists are hypocrites.

An Ge slandered in his heart.

"Mrs. Quan, come on, come together." Mr. Wang always remembered Mrs. Quan, and raised his glass to Ange.

“……”

Like a silent doll, An Ge smiled and stretched out his hand, raised his glass, clinked glasses, and then took a sip.

Quan Mo lowered his eyes, his eyes fell on a little water at the corner of her lips, he put one hand around her waist, the other hand held the champagne glass, he couldn't free his hand, he hugged her close to him, suddenly lowered his head, turned to Jun Pang, and kissed her on the lips.

In front of everyone's eyes, Quan Mo took a little champagne from her lips.

There was a slight commotion from the crowd.

"......" An Ge's eyes widened in shock, and he looked at Quan Mo in front of him blankly, he was really fickle, why did he suddenly kiss her again, and kiss ...... So gentle.

It really doesn't look like him.

Is he insane?

In front of so many people, of course An Ge would not let Quan Mo not come to the stage, so he could only bear it with a smile and accompany him to act in a scene of harmony between husband and wife.

Quan Mo pressed her lips for a long time before she left, and then turned her head, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and she continued to talk to others.

Behind the noise, Xi Nanxing watched this scene silently, grabbing his coat with his hand, and he didn't even notice it......