Ouyang Hao didn't say yes, nor did he say no, he was there with a smiling face.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it turned out to be the young lady of the Sheng family." The frivolous man said sorry, but the tone was really not good, but gave people a sense of disrespect.

Mo Ying believed in her feelings very much, she hated this person very much, even if her joys, sorrows and sorrows were shallower than ordinary people, just hating was already the most serious emotion.

"Why doesn't Mrs. Sheng speak, don't you look down on us people." The frivolous man was still talking there, and his words were aimed at Mo Ying.

"Yongsheng, don't say that." Ouyang Hao was snorting beside him, although he was scolding, he didn't have a real temper at all.

The hearts of the people present were not clear and clear, they were all called to cheer, and they were all held by Master Ouyang, not the Sheng family.

Zhang Yongsheng has been with Ouyang Hao for a long time on weekdays, as soon as the eldest young master Ouyang ordered him to come down, he was active in doing things, you see him, he has never been cold from beginning to end, and the eldest young master Ouyang wants to cut the face of whomever he wants, he will scrape the skin on whomever he wants.

"Yes, yes, yes. I said the wrong thing, and punishing myself with three cups is considered to be reparation. Zhang Yongsheng was not ambiguous at all, three glasses full of spirits were in his stomach, he didn't pant in the middle, he was still a fine person after drinking, obviously a person who had been honed on the wine table.

When the others saw Zhang Yongsheng's actions, they coaxed one after another, this is making amends, this is simply another kind of humiliation.

"Mrs. Sheng Shao, give face." Zhang Yongsheng took a glass of wine and handed it to Mo Ying.

Ouyang Hao didn't move, but the others already knew what to do, and they shouted words like 'give face' and 'drink it', this kind of invisible kidnapping, whether this face is given or not, whether the wine is drunk or not, Mo Ying has been trampled under his feet.

Mo Ying didn't move from beginning to end, what posture she was in when she came, she still maintained it, she was like a person who was isolated from these people in two worlds, looking at everything that happened with a cold heart.

In life, there are always things you want to do but can't do, and there are times when you want to be angry but can't be angry, Mo Ying is a little angry, but she hasn't reached the point of getting angry on the spot, she has always been able to endure it, no matter how long it takes, no matter how tortuous the process is, she will always return what she has suffered one by one, ten years of revenge is not too late, she has always been handy to do it, what she has to do now is to remember the faces of these people, and then secretly slowly sharpen the knife.

Zhang Yongsheng persevered, holding the wine glass up one by one, and splashed some of it, not like he was persuading wine, but like he was pouring wine.

The room was very hot, Ouyang Hao smiled coldly, Mo Zhi stood beside her and felt very complicated, but she still didn't do anything, even if the person who was coaxed and teased by everyone was her sister.

Then the door of the box was opened, and a man stood in the doorway, as if a mountain had moved in, blocking the light from coming in.

Seeing that the man's face was as heavy as water, without a trace of superfluous expression, he swept around lightly, and finally his eyes fell on one of them, and then slowly paced towards her, each step was calm, but full of authority.

This man is very different from the rich sons who are good at pleasure, he is imposing, and with every step he takes into the box, the air pressure in the box is one point lower.