Qingmuchen doesn't seem to like the taste. His brow is wrinkled. Almost when Xixi turns around, he stands up impatiently.

"Miss an, you've drunk too much, and you're too lenient." Light dropped a word, he turned to the door.

When we got back to the banquet hall, Sisi was still there.

As if nothing had happened just now, she walked among the guests with a tray. She was very calm at work.

Qing Mu Chen just lightly looked at her one eye, turned round to continue to receive the guests on the spot.

He has a plane to Sicily tomorrow and has not been at the dinner for long.

At nine o'clock, he left the reception job to Qing Yafeng, and he went straight back to his room.

Xixi went back to her room at 12 o'clock, took out her mobile phone and looked at the photos she had taken tonight. She searched the email of a media company on the Internet, packed the photos and pressed the send button.

The next day, business as usual.

Xi Xi wakes up a little early and goes to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for qingmuchen.

He didn't get up. He turned to the garden again.

It was seven o'clock when qingmuchen came down.

Sitting in front of the table, staring at the table is not a good-looking pile of breakfast looked at, his lips involuntarily upward Yang.

Qing family can make this level of breakfast, except for Xi Xi, there is no second person.

She took the initiative to prepare breakfast for him?

qingmuchen was a little surprised. She didn't notice the arc between her lips.

Suddenly, he was in a good mood.

With a spoon in one hand, he took two mouthfuls of her porridge and read a newspaper.

However, as soon as his eyes touched the front page, his face suddenly sank.

Today's news is full of pictures about him and Anxin last night. The portraits are specially taken to let him enter the country. His face can be clearly seen in every photo. Every photo is very intimate.

The headlines of the news are loud one by one.

"Qingshao tangled with Miss Anjia all night before marriage", "qingshao met Miss Anjia for seven hours" and so on, howling very loud.

Night entanglement, seven hours where to draw the conclusion, even Qing Mu Chen himself don't know.

Five fingers tightened, all the newspapers into a ball, he patted at the trash can and threw it in.

Beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep beep.

The one who called is Tong Xiyao. She seems to have seen the news, too. She was shocked in the phone, "Mu Chen, what's the matter with today's news? How can you do this to Xi'er? How do you let me face Mohism like this? "

"It's nothing!" Qing Mu Chen didn't explain too much, just dropped such a sentence, the phone hung up directly.

"Do you know how to solve the problem of news?" He will have a plane later, a phone call to the assistant, only a simple statement, the phone directly hung up.

Driving to the airport on the way, his phone seems to blow up like, ring beep beep, did not stop.

Annoyed, qingmuchen set the phone to mute directly.

After arriving at the airport, I scanned my eyes in a series of phone records and found that there was a Mohist.

A call back to the past, the other he did not return, only back to the Mo father's that.

"Mu Chen?" the other side seems to want to say something, words just opened, but was blocked by Qing Mu Chen, "all things are nothing."

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