Chapter 2143

Although Zhang Li deserved it, she changed her clothes by herself, and it was her own wish to escape.

It's just that she was deceived, she was stupid.

How to do?

My heart suddenly panicked.

Fear spread all over her body, and she panicked in waves.

The palms were soaked with sweat.

Mo Xian stood there, casually glanced at the messy tension, without the slightest sympathy or hesitation.

The indifferent attitude makes the people around him feel ordinary.

Zhang Li kept saying that he would not treat his brother badly for a woman.

It seemed that he still overestimated his position in Mo Xian's heart.

Even if Mo Xian didn't keep her for any reason, at least in the brainwashing stage, he still needed Qin Yu to be obedient.

And the premise of being obedient is not to let others bully her.

Thinking of this, Qin Yu's heart gradually stabilized.

Yes, I still have use value, and I can't die for a while.

Solved this one.

Mo Xian took her hand and walked towards the banquet hall.

He didn't ask much.

This made Qin Yu's heart even more uneasy.

It's just that after he went in, someone pressed a woman to the front.

It's Sydney.

Sydney glanced at Qin Yu dodgingly, and then looked at Mo Xian in horror.

Qin Yu suddenly understood.

This man knows everything.

She didn't even have to speak, he knew it all.

a time.

She meaningfully felt a little terrifying.

Mo Xian's control was so powerful that she couldn't imagine it.

Can she really win?

Under the coercion of Mo Xian's imposing manner, Sydney shivered with fright and cried:

"Mr. Mo, it's not me, let me go, it's Sister Amei who gave me a sum of money to do this and let me lie to the women around you. I'm blinded by money, Mr. Mo, I know I'm wrong! "

Mo Xian's mouth had a hint of coldness, and he winked at the person next to him.

Soon.

The old man walked out slowly.

Amei followed nervously.

As soon as Qin Yu saw it, he immediately understood.

Sure enough, the backstage that Amei was looking for was really this old man!

She has mixed feelings in her heart, a good girl can fall so easily, she really doesn't know what to say!

If you want to run away, you can't escape, but some people are willing to drill into the wolf's den!

The old man looked at this scene, his face remained the same, but his voice was a bit cold:

"Mo Xian, what are you doing?"

Few people dared to come and watch the lively scene here, and only dared to observe secretly from a distance.

But there are always people who watch the fun and don't think it's a big deal, such as that fat Uncle Qian.

When Uncle Qian saw the battle between Mo Xian and the old man, he was eager to go up and fan the flames.

It's just that neither of them paid him any attention.

Mo Xian cast a gloomy look at A Mei who was behind him, and the coldness in his brows was very obvious.

"Father, the woman behind you, the one who plotted against me, I'm going to take it away and deal with it."

The old man frowned slightly, glanced at Qin Yu, and just as he was about to speak, he heard that Sydney saw the savior:

"Sister Amei, you save me, I'm all here to help you. I can give you your money back. I don't want it, okay?"

A Mei's expression changed slightly, and she glared at Sydney.

Sydney was stunned and speechless, but annoyance was written all over her face.

Knowing that there would be such serious consequences, she would never be greedy for money!

The old man turned his head slightly, with a deep meaning in his eyes:

"Amei, who have you calculated?"

In the old man's tone, there is some inexplicable indifference.

Amei pursed her lips, struggling a bit on her face.

Seeing that the angular facial features are clearly close at hand, but they do not belong to him.

Mo Xian never even took her seriously.

His voice was low and pleasant, but he only spoke to Qin Yu gently.

She tried her best to get a loving look from him.

This kind of loss really made her feel frustrated from the bottom of her heart.

She followed an old man, although no one dared to bully her again in this club.

But it's still different.

Seeing Mo Xian protecting Qin Yu like this, she gritted her teeth and stepped forward:

"I was just joking with Miss Qin, but it was enough to test her loyalty to Mo Xian. She would rather change into a waiter's clothes and leave here, which shows that she has no sincerity towards Mo Xian at all.

Isn't it frightening to keep a ticking time bomb by your side? "

The voice just fell.

The old man slapped him in the past, his vicissitudes of life face was ashen, and there was no warmth in his cloudy eyes.

a time.

The banquet hall was silent.

Amei's voice disappeared completely, and she stood there in shock with her face covered, a little embarrassed and embarrassed.

"Father..."

She couldn't believe that she had become the old man in name.

How could he not even give her such a little face in front of so many people?

The old man looked at her grimly:

"Recognize your identity. You are just a young lady selling out. My people still need you to worry about it. What are you?"

The blood on Amei's face faded away.

She was shocked and embarrassed.

In front of so many people, her face couldn't be maintained anymore, her eyes were flushed red, and tears poured out uncontrollably.

The reason she was looking for was very legitimate, and that was to put herself in the position of the old man's woman.

Be a woman who doesn't teach a lesson like a grown-up.

But in the eyes of the old man, what is she?

It's just something that can sing a few plays, the old man thinks it's new.

But I haven't touched a single finger of hers!

She covered her face and lowered her head, not even daring to look into Mo Xian's eyes.

She was afraid that seeing his sneering and indifferent eyes, like Ling Chi, must be very uncomfortable.

Mo Xian's tone was low, and he couldn't hear any emotions:

"Master, just leave the person to me to deal with."

A Mei was shocked, and she suddenly felt that if she fell into Mo Xian's hands, she might not get any good fruit to eat.

She looked at the old man begging for help, and tears fell down:

"Father, it's me who is meddling with my own business. You will recognize me if you want to beat me or scold me. I don't dare anymore, so just spare me this time!"

The old man's face was cold, and the people around didn't dare to say a word.

Only Uncle Qian, who watched the play leisurely, seemed to have made up his mind:

"I said Mo Xian, how can Amei be the old man's woman now, how can you be so aggressive?

Don't look at the monk's face and look at the Buddha's face, aren't you hitting the old man in the face? How can you step on the old man's face and deal with his people? I see that you are quite capable. Is it possible that your mind can no longer be suppressed? "

Uncle Qian's meaningful words made the battle more serious and indifferent.

Mo Xian's expression was light, and he glanced at Uncle Qian with a blank expression:

"I forgot that Amei was given to the old man by Uncle Qian. Naturally, he was reluctant to bear it. Did Uncle Qian instigate this matter?"