611. Chapter 611 An An, let's go draw a turtle on the luxury car 52
And from beginning to end, Yang Mufan never even looked at her...
Mu Wanqing felt like she fell into an icy abyss in an instant, and the overwhelming bone-eroding coldness surged towards her ferociously, wrapping her tightly.
Her heart was so cold that it felt like it had turned into ice.
Throughout the banquet, Mu Wanqing stood there with a pale face and a dull expression, motionless.
It was as if she had become blind and deaf, and the whole world quickly disappeared from her eyes and ears.
It was so dark before her eyes that she couldn't see anything.
In my ears, there was even dead silence, and there was no sound.
It's like falling into the deepest and darkest hell without rest.
Tang Moyu noticed something was wrong with her and saw that her expression was dull, her eyes were distracted, and her face was so pale that even her lips had no color.
First he raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes. Seeing that she didn't respond, Tang Moyu became a little anxious: "Wanqing, are you okay?! Wanqing, what's wrong with you?! Can you hear what I'm saying?! Wanqing
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When Mu Wanqing came to her senses, the seat was already empty, and there was no longer any figure of Yang Mufan.
She searched quickly in panic.
In the extremely crowded hall, after a quick scan, it only took her a few seconds to find Yang Mufan.
I don't know whether Wen Xiaorou accidentally bumped into the waiter, or the waiter accidentally exposed the drink to the hem of her aqua blue dress.
Perhaps because she sensed that the people around her were casting inquiring glances at her, Wen Xiaorou's delicately made-up face flushed red, revealing embarrassment.
And Yang Mufan squatted down with his extraordinary golden body, kneeling on one knee, holding a handkerchief embroidered with luxurious gold thread, and gently and carefully wiped the hem of her skirt.
Unable to wipe it off, he simply stood up, Ru Ya said "Excuse me" to the mayor, and then went upstairs with Wen Xiaorou in his arms...
Mu Wanqing watched the two of them disappear at the top of the stairs. She felt that her eyes were sore and uncomfortable, as if something hot was slowly flowing out of her eyes, and she couldn't stop it no matter what.
Tang Moyu, who was wearing an expensive suit and looked extremely handsome and charming, put his hands in his trouser pockets and silently looked at Mu Wanqing who was injured and crying. His eyes were as red as a rabbit. He stood silently to one side without saying a word.
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Next is the dance.
The handsome men and beauties were enjoying themselves on the dance floor, dancing to the melodious music.
When Yang Mufan appeared in the hall again with Wen Xiaorou, Wen Xiaorou had already changed into a formal dress.
Aqua.
This dress is no worse than the one just now.
It's also a limited edition, and it's also incredibly expensive.
Perhaps she put on the beautiful dress again and won the envious and jealous eyes of all the women present. The embarrassment and embarrassment just now has been forgotten.
She held Yang Mufan's arm and shook it slightly, as if begging for something.
Mu Wanqing stood opposite Yang Mufan, with a luxurious dance floor in between, so...she couldn't hear what they were saying at all.
However, looking through the gaps in the bustling crowd, she saw it very clearly: she admired Fan Ying's sharp eyebrows, frowning deeply and tightly, with a somewhat reluctant expression.
When Mu Wanqing secretly guessed what Wen Xiaorou was telling him, a song ended and Wen Xiaorou suddenly pulled Yang Mufan onto the dance floor.
Everyone present didn't know who Yang Mufan was.
So when they saw Yang Mufan and his fiancée walking onto the dance floor, everyone was very interested and did not join in. Instead, they gathered around the edge of the dance floor, wanting to catch a glimpse of this powerful man in the business.
