"I don't have the time to be a lobbyist for anyone. Everything is just facts. Can you deny it?"
Qi Mingye smiled coldly, walked to An Moran, pulled Gu Qianqian back to him, and looked at An Moran with raised eyebrows.
"He made a lot of concessions for you, but even if it was because you were under control, he never thought of letting go of your hand. So what if he made a mistake? You didn't miss it?"
"Qi Mingye..."
Gu Qianqian heard Qi Mingye start to turn around to blame An Moran, and reached out to pull his arm, but Qi Mingye gave her a reassuring look.
He signaled her to be calm and calm.
"I didn't know he..."
"Then you know now." Qi Mingye interrupted An Moran's explanation and looked at her coldly, "Think carefully about what to do."
"Qi Mingye, have you said enough?"
Mo Ran suddenly intervened between Qi Mingye and An Moran, protected An Moran behind him, and raised his cold eyebrows at Qi Mingye.
"It's Gong Shaoming who doesn't appreciate it. Xiaoran has never been a burden!"
It was Gong Shaoming's inability to protect his woman that put him in a dilemma, but he put all the blame on An Moran. Mo Ran, who felt sorry for his sister, would naturally not forgive him.
"No one said she was a burden. Even if she was, Gong Shaoming would be happy to carry it. Can you deny this?!"
Qi Mingye's expression darkened when he saw Mo Ran was being difficult to deal with.
Standing in front of Mo Ran with their hands behind their backs, the two men, one cold and one hot, formed an obvious confrontation.
After Qi Mingye finished speaking, he suddenly became quiet.
He really couldn't deny that when he heard that Gong Shaoming left the guests of the Gong Xu family behind just to chase An Moran, Mo Ran felt a little moved in his heart.
But after investigating what he had done to An Moran over the years, and seeing that his only sister was grieving for him every day, plus Gong Shaoming and Qi Mingye had a close friendship, Mo Ran instinctively turned against Qi Mingye. The resistance also overflowed to Gong Shaoming...
All kinds of combinations made Mo Ran extremely defensive towards Gong Shaoming, so he naturally ignored his sincerity.
"Qi Mingye, please stop saying a few words. We are here to see Ranran today."
Gu Qianqian tugged at the hem of Qi Mingye's clothes uneasily, fearing that he would really start to fight with Mo Ran.
Her delicate little face was slightly raised, her delicate lips pursed tightly because of nervousness, and her big watery eyes stared straight at Qi Mingye.
Qi Mingye brushed her ear with his big hand, hooked the scattered hair behind her ear, deliberately kissed her on the corner of the mouth, and hugged Gu Qianqian's waist affectionately, "Listen to my wife."
Qi Mingye caught a glimpse of Mo Ran's ugly expression from the corner of his eyes, and felt very good.
So what if he is evil-minded?
It was Mo Ran who wanted to hit the muzzle of the gun, who could blame him.
"Mo Ran, he wouldn't mean it. It's just Gong Shaoming's matter. I also know that he and Ranran have struggled for many years to get where they are today. Qi Mingye really has no intention of helping Gong Shaoming."
Gu Qianqian pursed her lips, then shook off Qi Mingye's hand and took An Moran's hand.
Ignoring the darkened handsome face of her man, he held her hand tightly with his two small hands, but looked at Mo Ran with burning eyes.
As soon as they arrived at the dinner party, they discovered that An Moran was missing. Mo Ran ordered not to disturb anyone and brought people over himself.
Gu Qianqian noticed something was wrong and immediately pulled Qi Mingye over.
