"That's right, who said bad things about Mo Shao? Come out!" More and more people resisted, and the discussions and quarrels became louder and louder.
"What are you all doing for? Did the boss hire you to gossip here?!" Suddenly a voice came out to stop him, and a tall man walked out of the crowd.
"Manager." The group of people who were originally noisy suddenly became quiet and lowered their heads and did not dare to speak again.
"If you want to save your life, you will get out of work. Do you know who the guests are today? Can you afford to offend?!"
A sentence scared the group of people who were eager to quarrel just now so hard that they broke out in cold sweat.
Not far away, Mu Shuing, who was calmly watching all this, slowly walked out after the group of people dispersed.
She just felt that staying in the same room with Mossor would feel that her heartbeat was not like her, so she found an excuse to sneak out and breathe fresh air. Unexpectedly, she would see such an interesting scene.
However, she was very surprised that the person who looked like a demon had so many fans behind him. Even more surprised, he turned out to be...there was news that he was not close to women.
Moss, how many people are hiding this mysterious man from her?
Everything about her was presented to Moscow without reservation, why did he always be so mysterious? She didn't ask, but he didn't say it.
Thinking of this, Mu Shuiling's mood suddenly fell to the bottom. He didn't even feel the mood of eating delicious food.
Staring at the hotel gate, for a moment, she wanted to rush out of the gate, run far away, to a place without Moss, and vent her mood at this moment.
She found that her heart was very confused at this time.
It was not because she heard those words, but because she completely realized that her mood would be affected by Moscow, and even her heart would be pulled.
After standing outside the door for a long time, Mu Shuing finally decided to forget the damn bitterness in his heart and forget everything he saw just now.
Mosjue, an unpredictable man, cannot afford to climb or hide. The only thing she can do is ignore him!
After entering the room, a delicious food came to his nose. Mu Shuiling sat opposite him as if he hadn't seen Mosjue, picked up the knife and fork and ate it on his own.
While eating, Moscow's voice came from the opposite side, "Sit here."
The domineering order cannot allow Mu Shuiling to say "no".
Holding the tableware in his hand tightly, Mu Shuiling paused, got up, walked to Mossor, and sat down. Then he continued to eat.
She kept telling herself, ignoring him and treating him as a transparent person. To calm down, for Mosjue, who was ignorant of her, she would find her thoughts if she was not careful.
Pieces of meat were sent into her mouth. Although her mouth was stuffed slowly, she was still not satisfied and stuffed pieces of meat into her mouth without hesitation. She ate it unscrupulously regardless of her image.
Suddenly, the person next to him put down what was in his hand, Mu Shuiling's heart skipped a beat, and he held the tableware in his hand tightly, making his meal even more exciting.
I felt like a pair of eyes were looking at me, and Mu Shuing was calm and calm under the gaze of that bunch of eyes, slowly disintegrating.
Mosjue, who had been silent, suddenly raised Mu Shuiling's chin, and the latter slapped his hand nervously, and then jumped out with a warning, "I'm very hungry now, don't disturb me to eat!"