Chapter 693: I owe him a favor

Jian Junxi's dark eyes flashed a strange look, and he said lightly: "I don't know, the last time I met at the reception, I saw ...... for the first time."

Mo Zixuan nodded thoughtfully, and just when he wanted to ask something more, Nangong Jing had already run in front of them out of breath.

"Why didn't you call me when you came out?" Nangong Jing's tone was slightly angry.

"I just disturbed you and your fiancée Wen Cun, and dare to call you out? Besides, I'm a private party......" Jian Junxi said with a sneering sneer in his eyes like a knife.

"Jian Junxi, you'd better ...... Don't forget our agreement......" Nangong Jing's chest rose and fell violently, and he didn't know whether he was angry or running......

After finishing speaking, he looked at Mo Zixuan with a sharp gaze.

He was stunned, his hands clenched into fists, ready to fight at any time, and he did not have the slightest intention of retreating.

Jian Junxi glanced around, and didn't know if he didn't know, there were still many Chinese, couples, and several men hooking their shoulders, talking and laughing, and their eyes looked at them from time to time.

Even if there were no people, the two of them might not be Nangong Jing's opponent when they joined forces, and suddenly grabbed Mo Zixuan's arm, and his thin lips moved slightly: "Zixuan, don't mind if I take him, I owe him a favor......

Mo Zixuan turned his head to look at her, a trace of doubt flashed under his dark eyes, but he still nodded, looked at Nangong Jing's eyes with deep color, and said faintly: "Since it is Jing Shao, it is naturally welcome ......."

Nangong Jing's thin lips were pursed, looking at the eyes of the two of them with a slight meaning, Mo Zixuan, he and Jian Junxi had just met, but why was Jian Junxi willing to pay such a big price to help him?

In the shopping mall, with his simple and unstoppable style, it is absolutely impossible to do a loss-making business, let alone be a good person, so there must be an inside story......

Jian Junxi and Mo Zixuan took the lead in walking towards the bar, Nangong Jing's slender hand was inserted into his pocket, and he followed them carelessly, his deep cold eyes flashing with a cheetah-like light......

It's a soft music bar, where singers sing soft songs on stage, and there is a space under the stage where several pairs of men and women are dancing.

The colorful lights on the zenith are constantly turning, the atmosphere is very mysterious, the soft songs are very relaxing, and the bar is full of men and women, men talking, women buying drunk ......

Hotel

"Woooooooooo......oo Auntie, I used all the methods you said, but it still didn't work, he slept in the same room with Jian Junxi, even if I wanted to, I couldn't get the drug...... Woowoo...... I don't know what to do anymore? ”

Ling Yiren lay on the bed and cried like a wronged child, and the tears couldn't stop flowing.

Ouyang Jingru in the mobile phone looked distressed, and said angrily: "It's that Jian Junxi again, why does Jing'er have to be involved with him, how can these two brothers and sisters be like this, I'm about to be mad by them......"

Ling Yiren pursed his lips and said with a scared expression: "Auntie, I think...... Brother Jing...... He seems to be the same as Sister Windsor......"

Her words were like a thunderbolt from the sky, making Ouyang Jingru pale with shock, in fact, if you think about it, Nangong Jing has not been willing to play with anyone since she was a child, and her personality is cold and withdrawn

If it weren't for other thoughts, how could she look for that Jian Junxi again and again, the more she thought about it, the darker her face became, and her eyes were full of horror, if this was true, then their Nangong family ......

She frowned until Ling Yiren called out in a crying voice, "Auntie...... Aunt ......"

(End of chapter)