Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The anger on Mo Jing's face when he spoke deeply had never been clearer, and anyone could see that he had touched the liver fire.

When she heard this, she immediately retrieved her hand, but suddenly there was a sharp pain in her wrist, and she turned to look at the man who had dragged her wrist out step by step, against his black eyes.

Soleil's deep and faint eyes were at this time a deep sea of fire, staring at her, as if to burn her, every line of the outline was tight, obviously his anger and patience at this time.

Seasonal Warm has yet to see Mo Jingdeep so directly angry, and rarely see him angry.

Especially since this is the first time it's been directed directly at a similar rage.

Her heart shrunk slightly, but she frowned suddenly: “Pain...”

Mo Jing looked deeply at her face, realizing how heavy her hand was, and let go of her wrist, but one face was expressionless and powerful, and the cold seemed to be trying to form ice scum.

Mr. Vinse is not feeling well today, and his attention is not as acute as usual. Indeed, he turned to the person on her side when he implicitly said the word "pain” in his warm mouth.

Two men are facing each other, one with a slight glimmer and one with a cold, noble indifference.

There was a simultaneous flow of obscure darkness in both eyes.

Ji Wenggang spoke to Mr. Vinse, because he was not comfortable today, so he approached him as he spoke, lest his voice was lower than usual and he could not hear clearly. Plus, he was just talking to her about business, discussing the architectural models in front of him, and she was also slightly sensitive to the sudden recurrence of his hand, but because he felt that Mr. Vinse was having a fever, the iron in his hand was obvious and hesitated for a moment, and did not move his hand away.

It's just a little less than a minute before my hands and hands touch each other. I didn't expect that the dark ink scene of my usual anger would clearly touch the liver fire.

“President Mo?” Mr. Vinse spearheaded the conversation and saw him again, but he didn't know when to sit next to Seasonal Warm, but only after Seasonal Warm's concern for him caused some of his inner feelings of stupidity that he was about to give up to reappear, and suddenly he had plans to sink a broken cauldron, even if the person to resist was Ink Jingdeep, he didn't intend to give up so easily.

So Mr. Vinse's voice sounded polite, but was filled with emotions that only Mojing could understand.

At first glance, he knew that the relationship between Seasonal Warm and Mo Jing Deep had not yet returned to that level. He would not say much about the Moon Lake Bay, but since Seasonal Warm had not remarried with him, nor had he recovered from the beginning, it showed that he still had a chance.

Mo Jingdeep didn't speak, didn't even say yes, just glanced at him.

The two men sitting next to her were about 188 or so tall, almost perfect in stature, wearing expensive formal shirts, and black as well.

With the exception of Mr. Vinse, whose background is a little simpler, his status as general manager of BGY and his status as global executive president of the Shine Group is not as daunting as that of the elite, and he has no sense of fright in front of Mo Jingdeep.

Both men are high and cold.

More importantly, two men, one on the left and one on the right, sandwiched her right in the middle.

Unsurprisingly, Seasonal Warm feels like he's in a better position than Shura Yard.

The way she had dealt with Mr. Vinse in the past few years had not been deliberate, but had naturally been the only person who had been most in contact with Mr. Vince when she had just returned home, but that was not the case in Mojing's eyes.

Mojing took the lead in faintly retracting his gaze, and the lecturer at the booth said that when today's exhibition was just here, he was going to walk away with his warm hands.

At a moment when the warm figure of the season had to be held and stood up, Mr. Vince seemed to smile and whisper: “Shine Group headquarters are still in Los Angeles machine, total Mo has not returned many times in the past few years, but this time it seems to have been too long in the country, is this… moving the company headquarters back to the country? ”

Mojing stood still and said faintly: "Why should the Shine Group move back to the country when Mojing Group's headquarters has moved back to the country? ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

Mo Wen Group?

She even changed her name to MN Group... he actually had to call it Ink Warm.

Mr. Vinse looked at the warmth of the season in his eyes, and saw the warmth of the season. Obviously, his lips were not intended to match the dark face of Ink, and his lips hooked up with a funny smile: “Ink warmth? How can I remember when she registered her company name in London, her mentor said she could use her original name, but she insisted on changing it to MN, which was meant to be another letter, but for the sake of remembrance, she also used the two letters MN, which had nothing to do with the word" Morgan "anymore. ”

Seasonal warmth: "…”

Mr. Vinse was not in Haicheng before, and she thought he was no longer approaching her because of Mo Jingdeep, but now it doesn't look like that.

His tone sounds distinct for Mo Jing Deep, and he has no intention of being depressed by Mo Jing Deep's momentum.

Seasonal warmth smells like some invisible smoke.

Mo Jing deeply held Seasonal Warm's hand instead of holding her waist directly, and tightened her waist without moving a sound, her thin lips laughed, and she was not surprised: “Do you think an MN replacing Mo Warm would be nonexistent? A few months ago, the British and domestic media interviewed her separately and asked her what MN intended. She said it was just a continuation of her own studio name, but in order to conform to internationalization, it was changed to letters. Was the interview she personally interviewed more reliable, or was your words worth the time I spent working on? Or can you only find some comfort in these words? ”

Mr. Vince's face changed slightly and sank.

Mo Jingdeep held her directly out. This time, Mr. Vinse stopped talking. Ji Wen had intended to say something for Mr. Vinse, but now that he and Mo Jingdeep were not even enemies, she would not do him any good by saying anything.

But before walking out of Mr. Vinse's sight, she looked back at him quietly and lifted her fingers to his stomach, meaning reminding him to go to the hospital.

Seeing Season Warm still looked back at Vince, Mo Jingdeep took her out of the exhibition hall and let her go. She didn't say a word, she didn't even look at her again, let alone talked to her intentionally.

When Seasonal Warm came out, he looked at the deep back of the eye-ink scene and quickly followed him. He found the lines on his jaw tight and cold.