388: C388 Provoked

C388 Provoked

"Beautiful Eastern Ice Beauty, please." Steve Burwen smiled charmingly and gestured a gentleman to invite him in.

Mu Qingqing stared at his shoulder. Although he was wearing wine red clothes, the color of his shoulder was darker. Upon closer inspection, it seemed to be soaked in blood. There was a faint smell of blood in the air.

However, Hua Qinghe held her hand and walked forward. Mu Qingqing didn't have a chance to learn more.

Steve Burwen touched his nose as he stared in Mu Qingqing's direction with interest. Her small waist and her clean and white shoulders made people think of her in their dreams.

"This girl is perfect." Steve Bewin said with a mischievous smile.

The reception hall was on the third floor. Mu Qingqing followed Madam Hua up the elevator with a cautious gaze.

According to her thoughts, that Steve Burwen didn't look like a good person. His gaze just now was too vulgar. Thus, she had to be a little more careful in this royal ball.

"Qingqing, eat whatever you want. Auntie will go and say hello to your uncle's friends." Hua Qinghe glanced at her old friend who was not far away. She felt that it would be boring for Mu Qingqing to follow her there, so she decided to leave her to play in the main hall by herself.

"Yes." Mu Qingqing nodded, knowing that Hua Qinghe didn't want her to follow.

The warm lights shone on the crystal lights, making the entire reception hall appear luxurious. Men and women dressed in neat and proper dresses and suits were chatting gracefully while holding goblets. Mu Qingqing's appearance attracted a bit of jealousy, as if her appearance was just an obstacle preventing others from chatting.

Mu Qingqing ignored them and walked past the crowd to a quiet corner and sat down in boredom.

This boredom didn't last for long. Her gaze soon caught a familiar figure — it was Xiao Jiu, the man she met in another hotel in the evening.

She put her hand on the tip of her nose. She didn't want to talk to people, didn't want to talk to them.

However, there were some ignorant people who took the initiative to approach her when they saw that she was alone.

A white-skinned man walked over in a very gentlemanly manner, holding two glasses of red wine. It was obvious that he had prepared them for her long ago.

"Excuseme. CanIbuyouadrink? " The Caucasian man asked her with a smile while speaking fluent and fluent English.

Mu Qingqing waved her hand, signaling for him to leave.

The other party did not back off just because of her refusal. Instead, he unceremoniously sat beside Mu Qingqing, intentionally looking at her fair shoulders.

A glass of red wine stood in front of her, regardless of her unwillingness.

Mu Qingqing clenched her other hand into a fist. As long as the person beside her took the next step, she would definitely punch him in the head and make him doubt his own life!

"You!" "GO!" Mu Qingqing waved her hands and spoke lame Chinese English. She was extremely unhappy and told him to go away. Actually, she wanted to say "fuck off", but she forgot how the English language was spoken.

The white-skinned man didn't stop and moved closer to her. He even put down his wine cup and placed a hand on her shoulder.

Before he could even touch the delicate muscles of ice, suddenly, two figures blocked the light in front of them, and conveniently covered Mu Qingqing's petite figure. A strong hand gripped the white skinned man's wrist, causing him to stand up.

"Sorry, Sorry, Sorry." The man with white skin apologized again and again. His eyes showed fear. The pain in his hand told him that the man in front of him was not to be trifled with.

Little Jiu Jiu's gaze was fixed on the ignorant man beside Mu Qingqing. Mo Xiaohe's large golden chain was hanging by his side as he caressed it. He was wearing a seductive red suit and was staring at the white skinned man with anger. He was unable to conceal his murderous intent.

"Getout." Mo Xiaohe said lightly. His eyes were deep and his expression was complicated.

The man with white skin kept yelling and nodding his head.

Mo Xiaohe gestured for Xiao Jiu Jiu to let go. Only then did he let go. He watched the white skinned man gloomily carry his wine cup and leave this inconspicuous corner. He knew this man was a subordinate of Steve Bewin, but he still couldn't bear to see Mu Qingqing being bullied.

Mu Qingqing stood up in surprise, but was pushed down by Mo Xiaohe to sit down. She looked Mo Xiaohe up and down and felt that he was way too mature. He was obviously a handsome guy, how did he suddenly dress up like an ugly and rustic nouveau riche?

"You, who did you learn this from?" Mu Qingqing asked him in surprise. It was hard to imagine that he would become like this one day.

Fortunately, they were located in a high cake rack, which blocked most of the field of vision, giving them a small space to talk. Little Jiu Jiu stood guard for them. With his back facing them, he stood in the corner of the inner court with a calm expression.

Mo Xiaohe took off his wine-red suit and thoughtfully put it on Mu Qingqing's shoulder. He then said in a domineering tone, "In the future, you are not allowed to wear strapless formal attire."

Mu Qingqing: …

"To make a long story short, I am currently on a mission. I am using Chen Xin, the son of a nouveau riche. "I'll remember." Mo Xiaohe's eyes were ten centimeters away from her, and his gaze was deep.

Speaking like this seemed to have some effect, Mu Qingqing clearly remembered it. She instantly understood him. For the sake of her mission, he really did do everything he could.

She nodded.

"Then, you're not here to bring me back?" After pausing for a moment, she thought of her own question.

"You need to go back to your hometown through proper procedures. Once Xiao Budian is done, I will send Aa Qi and Aa Jiu to come pick you up." Mo Xiaohe stared at her delicate nose. His face was red from embarrassment. Damn it!

"What about my home? "What's the situation in my house?" After finally getting to know each other in this foreign country, Mu Qingqing couldn't help but want to ask whether Mu Family was concerned about her.

"It's pretty good." Mo Xiaohe replied with three simple words.

Xiao Jiu silently cursed. This guy really did save a lot of time just by speaking to Mu Qingqing.

"They... Didn't you come to find me? " Mu Qingqing looked down in disappointment. Had Mu Family really abandoned her completely?

Mo Xiaohe saw that her thoughts were all on Mu Family and those heartless people. He said sourly: "Why do you want them to come find you, I'll be fine."

Lili looked at him with a misty look, but her heart was already sore. Sure enough, Mu Family didn't love her anymore.

Mo Xiaohe embraced her into his chest and comforted her, "Don't think about people and things that aren't worth thinking about."

Mu Qingqing held onto his white shirt, feeling extremely depressed.

"Director Chen, Steve is here." Little Jiu Jiu turned around to inform the others.

Mo Xiaohe let go of Mu Qingqing helplessly, "Don't reveal my identity."

Before Mu Qingqing could react, Steve Bewin walked up to the cake rack, followed by the white-skinned man.

"What happened to Miss Mu?" Steve Bewin's smile faded as he looked at Mu Qingqing, who had not finished wiping her tears. He then looked in the direction of Mo Xiaohe with a serious expression.

The white skinned man whispered into Steve Burwen's ear. The reason he came to find him was to get back at him.

Unexpectedly, Steve Burwen, after hearing the reason, swung the white skinned man's big ear shave without saying anything. The man's white skin turned red from the blow.

"Miss Mu is frightened. This little brother of mine is not sensible and does not know your identity. I hope that you, an adult, can be magnanimous. Don't bother with him." Steve Bewin was very careful and didn't want to offend Mu Qingqing.

Little Jiu Jiu was puzzled by this abnormal attitude. According to Steve's information, he was a domineering person. If there wasn't someone he was afraid of, how could he be so polite to Mu Qingqing?

Mu Qingqing looked at him in a daze. She had always felt that this Steve was both fierce and kind. Now that she saw him teaching a lesson to someone, she felt even less kindly towards him.

"Mr. Chen, why are you here?" A cold light flashed through Steve Bewin's eyes. If this upstart's son also offended Mu Qingqing, then he wouldn't show mercy.

"He came to help me." Mu Qingqing spoke as she stared at the man with white skin with caution.

Steve Bevin raised his eyebrows and looked at the coat Mu Qingqing was wearing on her shoulders. It seemed that Mu Qingqing had a motherland complex and was not on guard against the son of a nouveau riche.

"Sigh, I just can't stand to see someone lay their hands on you. Good girl, I've let you guys bring me to such a place to dirty your eyes." Mo Xiaohe sat down with his legs spread wide, looking at the man with white skin with disdain.

Steve Burwen sneered, "Mr. Chen, are you saying that my reception isn't good?"

"Your party was quite good, but some eyesore dregs did the wrong thing. "What an elegant place, and what a cliché of hooligans." Mo Xiaohe turned his head away.0

Mu Qingqingli still had some idea of who he was and knew it was due to his identity.

Hua Qinghe, who couldn't find Mu Qingqing in the hall, saw Steve Burwen standing in the corner, so she rushed over and asked him to find someone.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she walked over, she saw Mu Qingqing sitting at the center of the group with a vigilant look in her eyes.

"Qingqing." Hua Qinghe walked over to her, her eyes filled with concern.

"Madam Hua." Steve Bewin bowed respectfully with a humble attitude. He didn't have time to teach Mo Xiaohe a lesson.

"What's going on?" Hua Qinghe asked Mu Qingqing worriedly as she could clearly feel that the atmosphere was not right. There was even a man sitting beside Mu Qingqing who didn't look like a cultured person.

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