To my favorite Wen Liang

Chapter 47 The Fourth Why

"Oh?"

Tang Mo raised the corners of his lips, and moved his gaze to the man in the corner not far away, but quickly retracted it, picked up a glass of red wine from the envoy's tray, and generously led Tang Xinran back to the center of his gaze.

Four eyes facing each other.

Wen Liang took the wine glass without saying a word, and took a big sip out of face.

"Miss Wen has a good drinker, why don't you sit aside?" Tang Mo lowered his voice, "The people who come here are mixed, why not continue the topic we didn't finish talking about last time?"

Who wants to sit with her!
Tang Xinran bit her lip displeased, a little embarrassed: "Brother..."

Unexpectedly, before she finished speaking, Xi Yao had already spoken first: "No need, Mr. Tang."

"Of course, as a secretary, I should hold back some drinks for the boss who doesn't want to socialize." Wen Liang followed Xi Yao's words calmly.

The purpose of her coming here is to negotiate with Tang Mo.

Xi Yao frowned, and called her, "Wen Liang."

She didn't have to be like this at all, if the other party was not kind, he would rather she not go into the muddy water.

"Looking at Mr. Xi being so nervous... the rumors outside are not true, are they?"

Tang Mo's expression seemed as calm as water without ripples, but every word he said left traps for people, he was simply a wolf in sheep's clothing!

Wen Liang smiled lightly and blinked, indicating to Xi Yao that she was fine: "Actually, we also happen to have something to talk to Mr. Tang about."

In the eyes of outsiders, the four hit it off and sat in the sofa area used to rest in the corner. Only the person involved knew that everyone around him might not have simple ideas.

The champagne-colored sofa and the slightly low silver-faced tea table are placed with scented candles, exuding a scent similar to that of water lilies, which invisibly narrows the distance between people.

Quiet fragrance, elegant and romantic.

"Miss Wen, please." After sitting down, Tang Mo ordered another glass of red wine, and handed it to Wen Liang again.

Even though she knew her capacity for alcohol was not good, she still gritted her teeth and planned to take it, but before her fingers touched the stem of the cup, the man beside her took it and drank it down in one gulp.

Compared with her pouring a cup, Xi Yao breathed a sigh of relief and didn't react at all.

Wen Liang tilted her head worriedly, and lightly grabbed his arm: "Senior, you shouldn't drink so fast, you forgot yours..."

"Take care of yourself, you can't drink." He interrupted her softly, and patted her on the shoulder reassuringly like stroking a kitten.

The distance between the two was drawn very close at once, and the series of actions were all seen by the people around them.

The air suddenly became a little cold, and I don't know if it was because the temperature of the central air conditioner was lowered.

Wen Liang was stunned for a moment, not paying attention to the change in the surrounding atmosphere at all, and turned her head with a slight smile: "Mr. Tang, I think our conversation should be more kind."

"Tang Corporation has always convinced people with reason."

"Since this is the case, won't Tang Corps really use unfair competition methods like Haitian Group?" As for Haitian Group's methods, she also saw it in news reports before. plummeted.

"Of course, I think Mr. Xi has heard of this."

After a few words.

Wen Liang couldn't help frowning, this Tang Mo is too powerful, no matter what trick she makes, the other party has the ability to dissolve it into nothing in a single sentence, and Tang Mo has been trying to find a way to pour her wine after three rounds of drinking, and finally It was replaced by Xi Yao.

If things go on like this, she and he are afraid that they will die before they leave the school.

In desperation, I had no choice but to find a reason to go to the bathroom and leave the venue first.

She walked in such a hurry that she didn't notice that after she left, another person followed her.

……

in the bathroom.

Wen Liang turned on the faucet and slapped the cold water on his face.

The hair beside her temples was wet with water, making her look a little embarrassed, she looked up in desperation to wipe it off, but she saw another person in the mirror, he was very close, and getting closer.

A second before his body was about to freeze, Wen Liang ran towards the women's bathroom like a frightened rabbit.

However, the rabbit still cannot outrun the cheetah.

There was a loud bang, followed by the sound of the door being locked.

She was confined in the narrowest corner, and even her breath was his hot breath. Just as she was about to say something, the man suddenly leaned over and covered her lips, and the strong smell of coffee in his mouth told Wen Liang, the man in front of him is not drunk, he is even sober.

"Huo Dong... um!"

The other party didn't give her any room to struggle, on the contrary, because she wanted to bite the bullet and break away from his arms, his movements intensified.

The attitude of wanton torture is very similar to the way animals in the wild jungle treat food.

Wen Liang felt that she couldn't even stand still, so she could only use the strength of hugging Huo Dongming to forcefully stand upright.

Subconsciously, he opened the eyes that were closed tightly because of fear, but what he could touch was the man's eyes that were calm and dead silent.

He slapped Huo Dongming hard on the face with all his strength.

Snapped--

After confirming that his hand had really touched his face, Wen Liang staggered a step towards the back where there was no way to retreat, his hand froze in mid-air shook his fingertips, his small face turned pale instantly, and his body unconsciously trembling.

She...how did she hit him?

For some reason, Wen Liang felt guilty for beating Huo Dongming at this time.

"Why?" The man said, his tone was hoarse after being confused and fascinated.

"You were the one who belittled me, and you asked me why?" She returned to her senses and smiled angrily, "Huo Dongming, you are too..."

"I mean, why didn't you wait for me?"

The original Qi dissipated instantly.

Just like what Qiao Mumu said that night, she was at fault for what happened that night, and she could deny everything else, but she couldn't deny it.

Seeing that she had nothing to say, the man looked deeper: "Don't say?"

Following what he meant, his palm slowly moved upwards, stopping at all the places where she was touched by Tang Mo and Xi Yao just now. Every time he passed by, the sparks in his eyes ignited more vigorously, and even compared to the past. Those who were cold and indifferent were all burned to ashes.

She took the initiative to negotiate with Tang Mo, and was so close to Xi Yao.

But in front of him, the rightful lord, he couldn't wait to get rid of the relationship.

"In your heart, is everyone worthy of your trust except me?"

"What?" Wen Liang was at a loss.

"Xi Yao, Tang Mo, and even Qiao Mumu."

Is this man jealous?

Wen Liang froze there, with a silly expression on his face, like a little squirrel that was hit by a bunch of nuts, happy and surprised.

The man frowned: "What expression do you have?"

"...Are you jealous?" Subconsciously, she blurted out her inner thoughts.

(End of this chapter)