Chapter 307

Mo Shibei was a little angry at first. When he thought of these things, he became more and more agitated. When he turned things up, it was crackling. At last, he simply threw them, and the whole person stood up directly.

Mo Shibei felt a headache and rubbed his temple, but it didn't work at all. In this way, Mo Shibei missed Su Murong.

But what this woman said today is too hateful.

At the thought of Su Murong's indifferent face, Mo Shibei gritted his teeth. I wish I could bring Su Murong here now and ask him a real question at one time.

Thanks to his painstaking efforts during this period of time, he thought hard about how to deal with song Yixi and won Su Murong's happiness.

But he is like a joke, Su Murong hiding behind to see, and from the beginning of contact, this woman is the purpose does not exist.

He can not care about those things before. After all, there was no emotion at that time.

But now, both of them have children. Su Murong also says that he loves himself, but in the end, he doesn't even dare to admit that he loves himself.

"Bang!" With a loud voice, Mo Shibei directly hit the table with a fist, and the veins on his forehead burst up. In recent months, he was like a joke, teased and used by others.

Ask him to forgive, and how to forgive!

At present, Mo Shibei has no idea of dealing with official business. As soon as he takes his suit, he drives directly.

Aimlessly around a few circles, but finally came to the bar.

There are not many people in the bar in broad daylight.

Mo Shibei directly found a place to sit down, asked for some wine, and a person began to pour and drink.

Su Murong's affairs have dealt him a great blow. The more he drinks the liquor, the more sober he is. Su Murong's figure is completely fixed in his mind, and there is no room for resistance.

Mo Shibei drinks one glass of wine after another. Su Murong's "you believe, that's it" is like a great irony. After drinking too much, Mo Shibei suddenly has an impulse to laugh.

"Handsome, alone?" Suddenly, a timid voice suddenly remembered.

Mo Shibei looked up and saw a young girl standing in front of him with a little pink and pretty eyebrows and even a little fear. Mo Shibei instinctively resisted the girl in the bar, directly lowered her voice and scolded: "don't you get out of here yet!"

The girl was startled, and the panic in her eyes became more and more serious. She secretly looked at the foreman, but got a warning from the foreman.

The girl shrunk and pressed her lips tightly. She chose to stay in the daytime because there were not many people in the daytime, but now that the guests came, she still couldn't show her courage.

"My name is Qiu Yin, handsome man. It's boring to drink muggy wine alone. I'll drink with you."

The girl took a deep breath, and finally bravely stepped forward. Without waiting for Mo Shibei to speak, Qiu Yin had poured herself a glass of wine, and then drank it all.

The spicy wine made Qiu Yin's throat hot and painful. His whole face was more like burning, and the whole person was hot.

Qiu Yin's move really startled Mo Shibei.

At this moment, he took a serious look at the girl in front of him. With her timid eyes, and her words just now, Mo Shibei, who had been cold and icy, actually gave a laugh.

Later, Qiu Yin of Mo Shi's Northern Dynasty waved, but the latter took a look at the foreman behind him, and finally leaned over with his teeth clenched.

This action, of course, did not escape Mo Shibei's eyes, looking at the girl's white face, the heart has been clear, he asked with a smile: "how, just came to work."

Qiuyin was a little flustered and shook his head. But under Mo Shibei's eyes, qiuyin nodded and said, "I came yesterday."

Mo Shibei nodded. At this time, Qiu Yin's little daughter's coquettish manner was in sharp contrast with the number of the wine he had just drunk. However, he had only seen Su Murong's non contradictory temperament.

Suddenly, a sense of deja vu, so that he can not refuse the girl in front of him, the hand of the wine is also a cup after a cup of pouring stomach.

After drinking the wine, it seems that there are more words. Qiu Yin even toasts again and again, and Mo Shibei does not refuse anyone.

"Mr. Mo, you don't seem very happy. Is there anything unhappy?" Qiu Yin asked thoughtfully, holding the wine.

Mo Shibei shakes his head and looks at Qiu Yin solemnly, until he sees that Qiu Yin's heart is a little hairy. He cries in a low voice: "Mr. mo..."

"Murong!"

Mo Shibei suddenly mumbles a cry, and then directly wants to take the silver ball into his arms. Qiuyin wants to avoid it, but he is imprisoned in his arms, and he can't breathe at all.

"Mr. Mo, I'm not Murong. You've drunk too much."

Qiu Yin kept explaining, but the manager next to him came over and said directly, "Qiu Yin, the guests are drunk. What are you doing here?"

"But I..."

Qiu Yin also wanted to explain, but he was interrupted by the manager directly. He said impatiently, "the rooms have been opened, so I don't want to send them to you."

Qiu Yin bit his lip and had to whisper, "I know."

Mo Shibei, who could open his eyes just now, had already closed his eyes. He was drunk and sleepy, and his mouth was also shouting nonsense: "Murong, Murong, do you love me?"

"Mr. Mo, I'll take you to rest."

Qiu Yin felt guilty, but he had to do so. He helped Mo Shibei into the elevator.

"Mr. Mo, wake up."

All the way to the door of the hotel, Qiu Yin kept whispering, but Mo Shibei had already lost his mind, and all he thought about was su Murong's shadow.

When he entered the door, Mo Shibei suddenly extended his hand and directly pressed Qiu Yin on the doorframe. His sleepy eyes suddenly opened.

"Mr. Mo, you've drunk too much. I'm not su Murong."

Qiu Yin looked into his eyes with a guilty heart and explained in a low voice.

Seeing that Mo Shibei didn't say a word, Qiu Yin envied the woman named Su Murong. She hesitated and asked, "Mr. Mo, is that Murong your favorite woman?"

"Yes." Mo Shibei released Qiu Yin and walked straight inside. He unconsciously answered Qiu Yin's question and said, "once was, now..."

Qiu Yin seems to be a little nervous. He comes here and asks in a low voice: "did you... Did you quarrel?"

Mo Shibei shook his head and waved his hand to show that he didn't want to say more.

Mo Shibei was sitting on the sofa with his head down and a look of pain on his face.

Qiu Yin took a deep breath, as if determined, and leaned over to sit beside Mo Shibei.

She put her hand on Mo Shibei's shoulder, but the next second she was directly held by Mo Shibei. Qiu Yin was flustered and stammered: "Mr. mo... What's the matter with you?"

Originally, Mo Shibei was drunk and sleepy. At this time, his eyes were very firm, and there was no drunkenness.

He stared at Qiu Yin coldly, squeezed out a sentence from his teeth and asked, "who sent you?"

Qiu Yin was stunned. He was still a little drunk. He suddenly came to his senses. With a little bit of inconceivable in his eyes, he said, "you're not drunk."

Mo Shi North Cold hum a, directly shook off Qiu Yin's hand, coldly said: "you that little wine, also want to get me drunk, say, who sent you?"

Qiu Yin, who was still strong, was decadent all of a sudden.

After a long time, Mo Shibei's eyebrows wrinkled. If it wasn't for the girl who was too astringent and showed her horse's feet, she would not have suspected that she had been plotted when she came to the bar for a drink.

"My patience is limited. If you don't answer again, you can't bear the consequences." Mo Shibei was patient and lowered his voice to warn again.

Qiuyin pursed her lips tightly, ignoring Mo Shibei's scolding, and then she lowered her head and rushed to Mo Shibei, trying to hold him.

Mo Shibei had been ready for a long time. He took a step back, and his words became more and more fierce. As soon as he stared, he yelled, "stay away from me!"

Qiu Yin's body shrunk and she knelt down on the ground. Big tears fell on the ground. She crawled on the ground and begged: "Mr. Mo, I didn't mean to. I really don't know anything."

I don't know why. In such a situation, Mo Shibei has already directly handed it over to others. But this time, maybe it's because the girl's acting is too bad to be an old hand. On the other hand, he saw Su Murong's shadow from her eyebrows.

Mo Shibei's eyebrows wrinkled again, and the girl kept crying on the ground, saying everything.

"I really don't know. Mr. Mo, please help me. If I don't succeed today, my brother will die." Qiu Yin cried.

As soon as Mo Shibei heard this, he immediately knew what was going on. Since Su Murong became pregnant, he has rarely smoked.

At this time, he opened a bag and took a deep breath. When the smoke was swirling, he frowned and asked, "now there are two ways in front of you. First, you cooperate with me to perform a play, and I promise you're OK. Second, you can go out now. I'll find someone to check this matter myself."

Speaking of the latter one, Qiu Yin's body shrunk obviously. As soon as Mo Shibei's voice fell, Qiu Yin said directly, "I'll choose the first one, Mr. Mo, as long as you can save me, I'll do anything you want me to do!"

Mo Shi North mouth across a sneer, put out the smoke again sat on the sofa, said to Qiu Yin: "you get up, since it is cooperation, you don't have to be so afraid of me."

Qiu Yin got up and nodded, but her eyes were still flustered. She nodded, and asked uneasily: "Mr. Mo, what do you want me to do?"

"What they asked you to do before, you can do it now, leave the rest alone!" Mo Shibei said lightly.

"Ah."

Qiu Yin was obviously startled, his face was even more red, his hands crossed, and he was at a loss