Chapter 910: You weren't so boring before

The female companion was shocked by He Chen's smile, and her eyes became

nervous.

She thought she was unaware of it, but the man in front of her was obviously

not that easy to fool.

At the same time, Yin Mo's position happened to be opposite to He Chen.

She didn't need to raise her eyes at all to catch He Chen's movement of

patting her partner's cheek with her peripheral light.

Yin Mo pursed his lips, took a sip from the wine glass, his expression was

indifferent, without any clues.

Supper is over, and it's less than eight o'clock.

Little milk dog ran away ahead of time under the excuse of peeing, and He

Chen's female companion also disappeared after the meal.

Xi Luo and Yin Mo disappeared, Li Qiao drank a glass of milk casually.

Several handsome men sitting in the smoking area chatting.

Zong Zhan was inquiring about Zong Yue’s current situation with Li San. Jin

Rong drank too much and slept faintly on the sofa.

Shang Yu's long legs overlapped in front of him, his posture was clear and

lazy, "You've never been so boring before."

The man's voice is always deep and thick, his eyes fell on He Chen's body

slightly.

Both of them had cigarettes between their fingertips, and He Chen took a sip

to his lips, “You also said that I’m not that boring. I used to be, and I

won’t change it in the future.”

He Chen tonight seems to be a little colder and deeper than before.

He puffed his cigarette one bite at a time, mocking with a carefree eyebrow,

"Lao Tzu looks like someone who can do this kind of thing in your eyes?"

"It was not like before." Shang Yu squinted lightly, and the corners of his

mouth raised a faint arc, "Tonight, it's hard to tell."

He Chen was choked by the smoke, and looked at the man with a calm face, "Such

a scheming, do I need it?"

Shang Yu looked down and dusted the soot from his trousers, with a deep

meaning, "You know it."

He Chen licked his teeth and sneered coldly on his cheeks, "It was just a

chance encounter downstairs. He Ao has already been taken away."

Shang Yu rubbed his fingertips: "A chance encounter? How would she know your

itinerary?"

"He Ao will let her tell the truth." A dangerous dark light appeared in He

Chen's eyes, "I also want to know...Who would dare to sell my news in

Nanyang?"

Shang Yu leaned over and squeezed the cigarette, and a joking was hidden in

his deep eyes, "The trick is good, but others may not think so."

Others...

He Chen never concealed himself in front of Shang Yu.

He was silent for two seconds, then smiled frivolously: "It doesn't matter,

you said it was someone else."

He Chen has a deep experience and has been in love for many years. He has long

passed the age of using women to test women.

The jealousy among women will only make people feel bored.

Not to mention...he didn't touch Yin Mo that night, so he wouldn't do anything

to her again.

……

On the other side, Silo was answering the phone on the promenade outside the

hall. Princess Margaret was on the other side. In addition to complaining

about the boring life, she also revealed an important news, "After Christmas,

I may go to Myanmar with Childman. What should I do? Do you want my old lady

to wear a knife to defend herself?"

Siluo leaned on the pillar and hit her unceremoniously: "Forget it, just your

skill, the knife may hit you back."

"Hate it!" Marguerite snorted dissatisfiedly, "I can't count on Xiao Li, I

can't just sit and eat and die."

Xi Luo touched her pocket, suddenly wanted to smoke.

She looked around, planning to find another smoker to borrow a cigarette.

It just so happened that there was a person standing by the dim covered

bridge, not far from the smoking area, Shi Luo walked over and said to the

phone: "Sister, what do you think is easy to disturb your marriage? It’s so

easy and you can do it yourself."

Marguerite curled her lips, "I'll just talk about it, what are you fierce."

Siluo pushed open the glass door connecting the bridge, and sighed silently,

"You didn't mean that your father has not had a good relationship with

Childman recently, this must be the result of Li Qiao's operation.

Otherwise, she has a faster way to disturb your marriage. In the final

analysis, it is to save your face. Don't give me the sorrow. "

Marguerite was taught a lesson, and she asked without confidence, "What is the

method? You can tell, face is not more important than life."

"Oh, then you can find a man to commit adultery. By the way, you will have

another kid. This will not only make your father half to death, but also make

Childman's face dull. Would you like to try?"

Marguerite was silent for a while, before she replied dryly for a long time,

"I don't want to lose face at all..."

At any rate, she is a magnificent princess, and she can't let the royal honor

be ashamed.

Hearing this, Silo rolled her eyes, “That’s not enough, what do you say are

you anxious, if it weren’t for Li Qiao, you wouldn’t be able to hide from the

wedding on New Year’s Day and still have the face to complain.”

Marguerite threw her a national curse and hung up.

What a good sister, it’s just plastic.

Siluo glanced at her phone, but didn’t take it seriously. When she walked

across the bridge, she realized that the other person was an acquaintance,

"You also smoke?"

Yin Mo was sending a message. Hearing Shi Luo's voice, he raised his eyes and

smiled, "I don't smoke."

"Oh..." Seeing that there was no cigarette in her hand, Shi Luo turned around

with a sad look, "Then I'll go back and get it."

Yin Mo stared, and whispered: “There is a box here, I don’t know who dropped

it.”

Siluo looked sideways and saw that she was handing a cigarette and a lighter.

Don’t know who left it?

Siluo didn't believe this kind of ghost talk.

She chuckled, turned back in front of Yin Mo, picked up the cigarette case and

looked at it for a few times, “He Chen’s cigarette.”

Yin Mo: "..."

She suddenly regretted that she shouldn’t have taken out the cigarette case.

Xi Luo squinted at Yin Mo, and ordered one of them, and said in a vague voice:

"No wonder he suddenly went out before he finished eating. It turned out that

he was hiding and smoking."

Yin Mo couldn't react, and it took several seconds to capture the main point

in Xi Luo's words.

But she did not ask, and continued to poking her head down on the phone

screen, without even slight emotional fluctuations.

Shi Luo stared at her profile for a few moments, and suddenly felt boring.

Not long, Xi Luo lingered for a few seconds before refusing to say: "This

cigarette is really hard to smoke, it smells great, and it chokes people."

The words fell, she poked the remaining half of the cigarette into the

extinction column, and then returned the cigarette case to Yin Mo, "Thank

you."

Yin Mo watched Siluo's movements, shook his head, but did not answer, "It's

not my cigarette, if it's He Chen's, you give it to him."

Silo raised her eyebrows silently, her eyes became sly, "Okay~"

Yin Mo doesn't hate Shi Luo, and even admires her a little bit. After all,

they are all friends of Qi Zai, and love the house and Wu can't be wrong.

She smiled slightly, her eyes were gentle, "Trouble."

Siluo didn’t blink, and for a while, she patted Yin Mo's shoulder

pretentiously, “Sister, you’re so beautiful when you smile, don’t always keep

your face straight and smile more.”

She finally knew why He Chen would be planted on Yin Mo.

This woman is as cold as frost when she is expressionless, and can melt the

snow when she laughs.

That face has a profound aftertaste when it smiles.

(End of this chapter)