Mu Wen'an's face suddenly darkened, and he said in a bad voice: "You have a lot of control." As he said that, he squinted at her, "Looking at that woman like this, you don't really want to pry Duan Zhaoan's corner.
Bar."
"Speaking of this corner, why do I want to pry it?" Fu Xiuche said jokingly, as if he was not afraid of chaos. When the eyes behind the lens glanced at Mu Wen'an, there seemed to be something dark and cool that made people feel back.
The intention passed by.
Qingjun's face was filled with an impeccable and casual smile, as if what he just said was just a casual mention.
As soon as Lin Chengwei saw something was wrong, the older man warned in a deep voice: "Wen An, this is Rong Zhao's own business, just take care of yourself." Then he warned Xie Jing Yao: "Jing Yao, you will be fine later.
Just say a few words, you don’t take care of your own affairs, so don’t worry about other things.”
Xie Jingyao raised his unruly eyebrows in disbelief, and said with a slutty smile: "Why does it sound like everyone is jealous of a woman? Brothers, a woman is just a piece of clothing, take it off.
Just buy one and then another, why bother making trouble here?"
Duan Zhaoan, who came out of the room, didn't know that there was already a small amount of "gunpowder smoke" downstairs. He went downstairs, and when his stern eyes swept over Mu Wen'an, the light in his black eyes tightened, and he said lightly, "Come here, everyone."
Already?"
Rong Zhao noticed the way he glanced at Mu Wen'an, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.
Mu Wen'an is a stubborn person. He still keeps things in his mind after so long. Hehe, if something happens later, he can only persuade him if he can.
Of course, with Zhao'an's temperament, he, Mu Wen'an, would not be able to take on any big thing.
Lin Chengwei was secretly observing Mu Wen'an's expression, and when he saw that the other party's expression was becoming more and more gloomy, he couldn't help but sigh. Mu Wen'an was not up to par, and there was only so much he could do to help.
Zhao'an is right, Mu Wen'an's temperament is too gloomy and is not suitable for close friendship. He needs to reposition his position.
"You're back, how can I not come? Just don't blame me for coming uninvited." Mu Wen'an replied with a sneer, sounding light and full of sarcasm, "I heard that you brought a woman here, why?
Why don't you bring it down for us to appreciate? It's not because it looks ugly and you can't handle it."
The more he talked, the more he talked. Lin Chengwei felt angry in his heart. He took a deep breath and tried to smooth things over: "It's been a few years since we finally got together and said some happy words."
"Mu Wen'an, didn't you rinse your mouth when you went out?" Duan Zhaoan glanced at him casually, his cold voice sounded lazy, but everyone present knew that it actually contained a cold edge.
Mu Wen'an himself is not a tolerant person. Furthermore, this time he came with a bad attitude, and now his handsome face showed a ruthless look, "Zhao An, you are going to talk to me for a woman today."
I’m going to make trouble, right?”
"She is my woman." Duan Zhaoan's eyes swept coldly, and the corners of his thin and sharp lips pursed slightly. The invisible coldness made Lin Cheng's pupils suddenly tighten.
He quickly stood up, grabbed Mu Wen'an and scolded him: "Zhao'an has never brought a girl here to let the brothers know each other, you..."
Before he could finish his words, Mu Wen'an interrupted him violently, "Don't you try to pretend to be stupid in front of me. Fortunately, I thought you were a good person before!"
"Ha, if you want to curry favor with Duan Zhaoan, bring Lin Ruoya here. Lin Chengwei, you are just like Duan Zhaoan! Fortunately, I saw the true face of you two bastards in advance, and you damn well stopped pretending to be aloof in front of me! What you do in front of me, but behind your back
