Ying Bailu smiled very orthodoxly, looking like a dignified noble lady.
Jiang Zimo had no choice but to hold Murong Qingzhen's arm and walked over. The three of them chatted for a while, especially when Jiang Zimo pretended to be unintentional and said, "Let's go out to play golf together another day."
Even if this is a confession of their engagement in public, Ying Bailu knows it well and will naturally find a way to spice up the news later so that everyone present will know. They will also want to do it the next day.
get married.
There were a lot of cold fruits on the banquet, but the main course was still a buffet style. Ying Bailu took the time to pull Jiang Zimo over to the covered cooking table.
When there was no one around, she whispered: "I heard Yang Yang say that it seems that the Murong family really did it?"
Jiang Zimo's smile was so cold that he held the plate and gritted his teeth: "Yes, I can be sure now that it has nothing to do with the Murong family."
"But Murong Qingzhen was still young at that time, so we shouldn't blame him for what his father did."
Jiang Zimo lowered his eyes and said: "I also know this truth, but if I don't get close to him, I won't be able to do anything with his beastly father."
Ying Bailu could only remain silent when she thought about it. The two of them took some sashimi and two Australian oysters from the waiter's hands. While walking back on the catwalk, Jiang Zimo whispered: "You
Don’t worry, I know what I’m going to do, and I won’t harm others easily.”
Ying Bailu nodded and replied: "I know, Ah Zi, I'm not worried about others, I'm only worried that you will accidentally hurt yourself."
Hurt herself? Will she? In other words, will she still get hurt?
Jiang Zimo didn't know, she only knew that she had to do this.
On the way back, Murong Qingzhen was obviously very satisfied with her performance tonight. When he opened the door for her, he magically took out a small box from his pocket and smiled at Jiang Zimo: "Close your eyes, I want to
Give you a surprise."
Jiang Zimo did as he was told, and just when he closed his eyes, he felt his breath approaching overwhelmingly.
She originally thought he would kiss her on the lips, but she had just drank a little wine anyway, so even if she expressed displeasure afterwards, he could just assume that he did it under the influence of alcohol.
But she didn't expect that Murong Qingzhen just pushed away the broken hair from her forehead and placed a gentle kiss on it.
"Azi, I like you. I used to think you were a cute little girl, so I had a fight with Mr. Guo because of you. But that time I accidentally slipped into the pond, and then...
”.
Jiang Zimo interrupted him and said dissatisfiedly: "I remember that time, in order to avenge you,
I secretly put a banana peel on Mr. Guo's way home. But later on, the kid found out from somewhere that I had brought it in my schoolbag, and ran to the teacher to complain. I was made to stand in class for a long time. Hum, Murong.
Qingzhen, speaking of it, you were really inferior at that time. You couldn't even beat that boy named Guo. What, you are telling me this now, did you have another fight with Mr. Guo just now? Ha, that's good, you
Why don't you ask me to go see it?"
Murong Qingzhen shook his head helplessly and looked at her fondly: "You, you remember fighting. How old are we now? Do we still fight? Are you not afraid of affecting Miss Jiang's reputation if word spreads?"
Jiang Zimo took the box from his hand and shook his hair indifferently. "I don't care. Anyway, you heard what those people said before. You are now the heir of the Murong family, and many women are staring at you."
Looking at you! I take it you are afraid of being embarrassed?"