Mu Ting, the very fair-looking head of the Mu family, smiled warmly, took two steps forward and said, "Yan Yi, you are an honored guest. You are late. Everyone is waiting for you to start."
He is wearing a Tang suit, with a somewhat elegant appearance that makes people not think of the underworld. His apparent identity is naturally the chairman of the Mu Group. He is mainly engaged in the sale of books and has almost a monopoly on business in China and several Asian countries.
Mo Yanyi chuckled and said, "Sorry, I kept everyone waiting for so long."
The rest of the people hurriedly spoke out, with flattering smiles everywhere.
Next to Mu Ting stood a handsome boy. He looked about seventeen or eighteen years old, in his prime, with red lips and white teeth. He was more beautiful than a woman.
The charm in a pair of eyes is no less than that of the ice fox on Mo Yanyi's shoulders. It is a little carefree, a little lazy, but also a little deep.
Her skin is so good that she can squeeze out water. If she were a woman, how would she be so charming?
The only person with such good skin is Mu Ting's son - Mu Nianqing. Isn't Mu Ting fair and rich, with the appearance of a Confucian scholar?
Mu Nianqing smiled slightly, revealing a small dimple, and whispered to Mo Yanyi: "Cousin Yi"
"Nian Qing" Mo Yanyi didn't say much. He said hello and took his seat.
They are all handsome and arrogant men, but Mo Yanyi has an extra layer of natural domineering, and he can make waves with just one move.
At this time, the three major family giants gathered together, and the rest were all prominent CEOs and chairman of the board of directors in the shopping mall. However, compared with the three major families, they all pale in comparison.
Every time he played stud, Mo Yanyi fell to the bottom. He was so lucky that he quickly won tens of millions of chips, which were piled up in front of him like a hill.
And his face was still pale, as if the chips in front of him were just some small plastic chips with no use at all.
The ice fox moved lazily on his shoulder, and he yawned slightly, feeling bored.
An Xuexi sat beside Mo Yanyi politely. He didn't like to talk, and she didn't dare to disturb him.
She is only seventeen years old now, but according to the rules of powerful marriages, she can only marry Mo Yanyi in this life.
Thinking of this, I feel inexplicably happy to have such a man who shines brighter than the stars as my husband. I will be envious of all women in the world.
Seeing him yawning at this time, he asked with concern: "Brother Yi, would you like a cup of coffee?"