Chapter 48

I haven't seen you for three days, just for three days.

It is still black jade-like broken hair, deep eyes, white high-end custom-made suit, well-cut and upright.

Everything was no different from three days ago, but she didn't dare to say hello.

Xun Mochen looked at Su Qianmian's eyes, and finally his eyes fell on Zhang Ying's family and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Su Qianmian knew that it was a sign of danger.

And Zhang Yingjia picked up the corners of his mouth and smiled implicitly but unscrupulously, full of a strong sense of provocation and the pleasure of revenge.

"Oh? Isn't this Mr. Xun? I haven't seen you for many years, and you are as heroic as four years ago. Zhang Yingjia came forward with a smile and shook hands with Xun Mochen.

It was four years ago. Is it possible that he worked under Xun Mochen four years ago? Su Qianmian thought.

Xun Mochen ignored him, but just looked at Su Qianmian, serious and focused, and did not let go of her every expression.

Su Qianmian, squeezed his mouth and thought about it again and again. He still planned to pretend that he didn't know, which was good for everyone.

Xun Mochen frowned.

Zhang Ying's family, who was ignored, was a little embarrassed and ashamed and angry, and said hatefully, "Well, Mr. Xun is still so arrogant and arrogant?"

I'm afraid it's too late to compliment. Who has ever provoked him like this?

Shen Wanqian hurried up to settle the scene, but he hadn't said anything yet. Su Qianmian had already said, "Xun is always the leader of the Kyushu Group. No one can compete with him by commanding his subordinates or determining the policy."

Shen Cheng raised his eyebrows: Why is he so partial to Xun Mochen?

Su Qianmian didn't realize that what she said was inappropriate at all. After Zhang Ying's family showed hostility to Xun Mochen, the fire in her heart rose, and the original awe of Zhang Ying's family completely disappeared, and there was more hostility in her eyes: Xun Mochen didn't let him say that!

Xun Mochen was in a good mood. He picked the corners of his mouth, half threatening and half disdainful. He squinted at Zhang Ying's house: "The salted fish can't turn over. If you turn over, it's dead."

Zhang Yingjia clenched his fist and hung a pair of triangular eyes. He looked at Xun Mochen negatively, as if he wanted to say something, but before he opened his mouth, he was persuaded by Shen Wanqian.

Shen Wanqian doesn't know Zhang Ying's family, but he has been in the workplace for many years. Of course, he can see Zhang Ying's resentment towards Xun Mochen. How can the big man Xun Mochen not write about the enmity? But those buildings that have nothing to do with him, just don't crook the buildings he opened.

"Haha, why are you standing here chatting? Shall we go for a drink? By the way, Mr. Xun, where is Li Tianhou?" Shen Wanqian asked.

"Maybe I'm communicating with my fans." Xun Mochen looked around and said, "She has always been very attached to her fans."

Shen Cheng felt uncomfortable at this time: From the appearance of Xun Mochen, Su Qianmian looked like he was distracted, which was really infuriating!

He brought a cocktail and said coolly beside him, "How can I put my female partner aside? Cocktails are for tasting, not for facades.

Shen Wanqian stared at him, and Su Qianmian pulled his arm.

Shen Cheng knew that his father's company was counting on Xun Mochen, so he had to change his smile. With his good drinking capacity, he planned to beat Xun Mochen in the wine market: "Mr. Xun, shall we go for a drink?"

Will he be afraid of the invitation of his rival?

Xun Mochen's slender and white fingers elegantly held the goblet and shook it gently. The dark red ** swept across the wall of the cup, and the remaining red slowly flowed down.

"What's the point of just drinking? Why don't you gamble?" Xun Mochen smiled like a cat full of bad water.

Shen Wanqian secretly wiped a handful of sweat beside him: Who said that Xunzong has an iceberg? He opened his mouth a little today and then began to talk to himself, which was so approachable. Now I'm still drinking with Shen Cheng. Isn't there any deep meaning behind this...

Xun Mochen waved his hand, and the servant who served wine carefully came to him: "Mr. Xun, what's the matter?"

Director Wang has made a special explanation, so every service staff here knows Xun Mochen and takes Xun Mochen's requirements first.

"Bang my wine."

The servant whispered, and then retreated.

Someone was looking for Shen Wanqian. Shen Wanqian saw that he played well here, which was also a perfect merit, so he said hello and left.

"What to bet on?" Shen Cheng asked.

Xun Mochen held his right elbow in his left hand, and the index finger of his right hand gently touched his chin and thought for a moment. He looked at Su Qianmian seriously and said, "Just bet on a dance of your little girlfriend."

Shen Cheng was stunned. He didn't expect Xun Mochen to make such a request. If you bet more, such as asking your girlfriend to accompany me all night, he can despise him and spit on him, and then refuse with righteous words, but it's such a big effort, just betting on a dance. What is this?

Shen Cheng was disturbed by him and staggered, "Then you have to see whether Qian Mian agrees or not."

Su Qianmian looked at Xun Mochen and inexplicably felt that his "little girlfriend" had a strong smell of jealousy.

This made her very happy. Looking at Xun Mochen's wonderful expression, she decided not to explain anything for the time being.

Xun Mochen's face was indeed darker, and he directly answered for Su Qianmian: "She has no problem."

Shen Cheng couldn't say anything more. He looked left and right, picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it all.

Xun Mochen also picked up the wine glass and raised his head.

There are many kinds of wine in Xun Mochen. Bottles of different shapes and wines of different colors explain different contexts and backgrounds.

But the two people obviously didn't mean to taste the wine, and they drank a cup in an instant.

Su Qianmian saw the two of them drinking like this. She was a little worried about their bodies and pulled Shen Cheng's arm: "Acheng, stop drinking."

Her words were like pouring oil on the fire, and Shen Cheng drank more fiercely.

Su Qianmian said to Xun Mochen again, "I have to drive back to Shencheng later..."

Xun Mochen said to her, "It's okay. I'll see you off."

Su Qianmian didn't know what to do. He simply sat opposite them and held his face in his hands to watch the two men fight for wine.

Shen Cheng finally drank a mess and lay softly on the sofa unconscious.

Xun Mochen, as if nothing had happened, steadily holding the wine glass, looking at Su Qianmian, thinking deeply, and not talking.

Su Qianmian pushed Shen Cheng: "Acheng? Acheng?"

Shen Cheng couldn't hear at all.

Shen Cheng is good at drinking, but rarely drinks. Unexpectedly, Su Qianmian was so drunk today. Su Qianmian couldn't help but be a little angry. Thinking that it would be troublesome to get Shen Cheng back later. The tone of his voice couldn't help but be a little bad. While trying to help Shen Cheng up and sitting up, he said to Xun Mochen, "Thank you very much, Mr. Xun." Then he got up and wanted to find Shen Wanqian, or find a designated driver. In short, he had to find a way to get Shen Cheng back.

As soon as he got up, he was pulled by Xun Mochen's wrist.

"I won."

Su Qianmian didn't react, and the six gods looked at Xun Mochen.

Xun Mochen stood up, pulled Su Qianmian tightly, and repeated, "I won."

He still held the wine glass in his hand. Because the range of movement was a little large, the dark red ** in the wine glass was sprinkled on his white suit sleeve, which was particularly obvious. And Xun Mochen didn't seem to care at all, and his originally clear and deep eyes were a little confused.

Su Qianmian rarely saw such Xun Mochen and asked, "Are you all right?"

Xun Mochen put down the wine glass, and his voice was stable, but it made people feel uneasy.

"Didn't you say that you can dance with you if you win?"

"But Acheng is so drunk. How can I leave him?"

"If you lose the bet but don't admit it, how can you let him do it in the future?"

Su Qianmian curled her lips. She couldn't say anything about Xun Mochen.

However, she didn't plan to argue with her. Isn't her unique skill?

"What does your bet with Shen Cheng have to do with me? Mr. Xun, I haven't promised anything. He is not my boyfriend and has no right to help me accept anything.

Su Qianmian pointed to Shen Cheng, who was lying softly, and smiled slightly at the corners of his mouth, looking like a villain.

Xun Mochen didn't care. He stretched out his slender index finger and scratched his chin. He looked up and thought slightly: "I remember there was a note in the second drawer of the desk in the study, which seemed to be someone's deed of sale..."

No way! It's not an IOU, it's a deed!

Su Qianmian twisted his hand twice and suddenly looked up with a generous look: "Okay, I'll dance with you!"

Xun Mochen snorted softly: Small sample!

"But! First of all, I declare that I won't jump! If anything happens at that time, don't blame me!"

How could she not, but she had to find a reasonable excuse to step on his feet hard.

Xun Mochen did not answer, but the appearance of insight into everything made Su Qianmian feel guilty and his heart beat faster: Come on, Su Qianmian! Xun Mochen is a paper tiger!