Devil Young Master Infatuated With Wife

Only extremely insecure women would do that. With a smile, Mo Xiaozhu no longer looked at the hand that was moving.

Let her be. From the day she heard that man's heartless words outside the car, she would never love him again. Never.

The feast was rich, and almost all of the upper-class celebrities were present. There were very few people who held the banquet during the day. They accompanied Shui Junjun as they moved between the crowd, always wearing the same happy smile on their faces.

Mu Shaoli was entangled by a single person, so Mo Xiaozhu took advantage of the time to finally sneak out of the banquet hall.

In the middle of the day, she felt that no one would come out. She walked happily among the flowers and trees. After all, it was a five-star restaurant. The flowers and trees here were all neatly trimmed, making it very pleasing to look at.

He bent over a lawn. It was very quiet here. Breathing in the fresh air outside, he felt wonderful.

Suddenly, sounds of movement and footsteps rang out in his ears.

She didn't want to pry into other people's secrets, but now, it was just someone whispering something to her. Furthermore, they were so close to her that it was impossible for her not to listen.

"Xiao Lan, pour this medicine into the red wine later to find a way for the woman beside Mu Shaoli to drink it."

Mo Xiaozhu was stunned. Wasn't she the woman beside Mu Shaoli?

Leng Xueying, what does she want?

Her fingers gently parted the shrubbery in front of her eyes. Through the gap, she could clearly see a waitress standing beside Leng Xueying. She was currently taking over the item that Leng Xueying was holding in her hand.

What was that?

She smiled lightly. She felt that the heavens were helping her. The heavens were making it so that the person who framed her couldn't hide from her.

No matter what kind of medicine it was, she would do whatever she could to return the favor …

Leng Xueying left.

The waitress named Xiaolan also left.

Mo Xiaozhu slowly stood up and took a detour around the hall.

As soon as she appeared, Mu Shaoli came over to welcome her. "Xiaoxiao, why didn't you tell me when you went out? Let me look for it. Come, there's a fresh pot of pumpkin pie there. I only ate one. It's pretty tasty, I'll take you to eat it."

It was a buffet style banquet, so everyone could casually eat and drink while chatting.

"Sure." She smiled. Out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of Xiaolan walking towards her.

Xiaolan held a tray with a glass of red wine and a glass of brandy. The two colors of the wine were easy to distinguish.

When they got close, Xiao Lan stopped beside her.

"Mr. Mu, do you want a drink?"

"Xiaoxiao, do you want to drink?" Mu Shaoli, however, asked her.

She smiled gently, as if she didn't know anything. "Yes, I want that glass of red wine."

Xiaolan immediately smiled sweetly, "Miss Mo is so beautiful. She is a match made in heaven with Mister Mu."

"Hehe, you really know how to talk. I like it. Shao Li, if you know the owner of this restaurant, then just let him give her a raise." She smiled lightly, but her expression was one of unspeakable charm.

Mu Shaoli looked at her suspiciously. "Xiaoxiao, are you serious?"

"Yeah, of course I'm serious. Help her raise her salary." It was entirely possible that Leng Xueying would kick him out of the city once he finished adding all of them.

She imagined it, and smiled even more.

"Okay, since Xiao Xiao has said so, I will do it. Say it, what's your name?"

"Xiao Lan, thank you, Mr. Mu."

Xiao Lan left happily, perhaps she thought that a pie had fallen from the sky. Mo Xiaozhu pasted her lips on Mu Shaoli's, "Shaoli, you have to help people thoroughly, you have to help immediately. Now, just let the boss give her a raise. I like her."

"Xiaoxiao …"

"Hurry up." She pushed his arm. "Didn't you agree?"

"Alright, alright, alright. I'll call right away. Wait for me for a moment."

"Go ahead and call. I'll go talk to Ying Ying for a bit and then come over."

"Go say what?" Mu Shaoli glanced at Leng Xueying, who had returned to Shui Junyu's side.

"It's fine if we're women, but don't bother about it as a man." She turned and walked away, holding the glass of red wine that Xiaolan had just handed her.

A waiter came in front of him. Mo Xiaozhu said bluntly, "Give me the tray."

"This …" The waiter hesitated.

"Don't worry, just give it to me. I just want to pay my respects to a friend."

The waiter then handed the tray to Mo Xiaozhu.

She put down the tray and turned around. The red wine in her hand had already been changed. She still had a glass of red wine in her hand as she walked towards Leng Xueying and Shui Junyu with a smile.

"Miss Leng, Mr. Shui, let me toast you." She held up the two glasses of wine on the tray to the two men across from her, waving her glass of wine in the other hand.

The place was just right. One cup was in front of Shui Junyu, the other was in front of Leng Xueying. However, the cup that Xiao Lan had given her was placed in front of Shui Junyu.

Because she felt that Leng Xueying would feel guilty when she saw the red wine.

Sure enough, she raised her head and glanced at the wine cup in Mo Xiaozhu's hand, then subconsciously searched the surroundings for the figure, probably searching for Xiaolan. Sure enough, she raised her head and looked at the wine cup in Mo Xiaozhu's hand, then subconsciously searched the surrounding figure, probably searching for Xiaolan, probably searching for Xiaolan.

"Thank you." Thus, she stretched out her hand and picked up the glass of red wine in front of Shui Junyu, "Manager Mo, there must be a reason for your toast, right?" She smiled as her eyes fell on the wine cup in Mo Xiaozhu's hand. Her smile was especially brilliant.

"I wish that Miss Leng will become more and more beautiful, and that business will become more and more popular." After he finished speaking, Mo Xiaozhu tilted the glass of red wine in his hand, and suddenly remembered what he had said that night after she had drunk all the wine left in Shui Junjun's cup, "Xiaoxiao, did anyone ever say that you were sexy when licking your lips?"

Without even looking at Leng Xueying, Mo Xiaozhu turned to Shuijun and said, "Bamboo House is very good. Finally, I've met a good host. Thank you for your hospitality. Shao Li and I still have things to do, so I will be leaving you for now." Even if something had happened to Leng Xueyin, it had nothing to do with her. After all, those few cups of wine were not poured by her, and she did not even have a small bag with her. If she could not hide anything, how could she drug him?

Thus, no one would have thought that it was her.

"Shao Li, are you done?" She smiled as she asked the approaching Mu Shaoli, "Qiang, you're almost back. Let's go." After finding an excuse, Mo Xiaozhu left with Mu Shaoli.

She didn't know that behind her, there was a pair of deep eyes that had always rested on her arm with Mu Shaoli.

The owner of that gaze was watching Mo Xiaochu's back as he left. Suddenly, a soft female body leaned on him in front of the crowd and gently called out, "Yu-huan …" Hug Me... Away... "Leave …"

The pink-faced Ying didn't just gently call out to him, she even stretched out her jade hands and wrapped them around his neck.

He had given her enough for one day.

He gave her the bamboo house.

He also gave her a constant companion.

This was unprecedented.

Not even the woman in his memory had.

How much time had he really spent with her?

Little enough that he could even remember how many hours it had been.

He suddenly got bored and pushed with his hand. 'Bang!' A muffled sound was heard as he fell to the ground.

That sound immediately attracted the attention of the crowd. That was because Ying was the female lead of the day, and he had always been by her side. In the dark, everyone knew that he was the real lead.

As for Ying Ying, she was just a woman he held in his arms.

Now, suddenly, something seemed wrong.

The real male host flew into a rage and even pushed away the female owner.

When the gazes fell on Shui Junyu, he realised that he was once again affected by the woman who left and had even lost control of his emotions.

In front of so many people, he had lost control.

This was unprecedented.

He bent down and picked Ying up, "Everyone, I'm getting drunk. I'll send her to rest. Everyone, please enjoy yourself." He suddenly wanted to let go of all these and stop acting.

It was tiring.

As he turned to leave with Leng Xueying in his arms, his mind was filled with the memories of Mo Xiaozhu holding onto Mu Shaoli's arm as they leisurely left. He couldn't get rid of that image no matter how hard he tried.

"Mr. Shui, what's wrong with Miss Leng? Are you really drunk? " A reporter immediately asked.

Shuijun Yu realized that the woman's hand was touching his face and was actually gently rubbing it. Suddenly, he felt the chicken skin all over his body and loosened his grip. Leng Xueying landed on the ground again. He waved his hand impatiently at An Feng and said, "Take her to the hotel. Leave the account to me."

"Yes, sir." An Feng agreed, but could not understand why Shui Junyu had suddenly changed so much. He was obviously in a good mood at first, but now …

That was the sign of the impending storm. Every time it came to this, there would be an indescribable solemnity on Shui Junyu's face, making it so that no one dared to approach him.

However, when she looked down at the person on the ground, An Feng was dumbfounded. Her face was flushed, and she was currently tugging at her dress nonstop. With just a few tugs, her snow-white shoulders were revealed.

An Feng immediately understood. Ying was the only woman that Shui Junyu had maintained a close relationship with other than Yuan Run Qing. Now that he had even given her a bamboo house, An Feng absolutely did not dare to be rash, nor could he casually send such a woman to a hotel.