The box is large and can accommodate twenty or thirty people.
Some of the men inside looked familiar, and a few female celebrities also had familiar faces.
Since there were too many people in the room, no one paid much attention as they occasionally came in and out, or opened and closed the box door.
Therefore, when Mu Nuannuan stood at the door of the box, no one in the box paid attention to her.
It may also be because the light at the door is a little dark, making her less conspicuous.
Mu Nuannuan didn't even close the door to the box, and walked straight towards where Mu Tingxiao was inside.
The others were hugging each other, but there was only one woman beside Mu Tingxiao, and their postures were not that intimate.
The person next to him sat a little far away from him, but bowed slightly and talked to him, looking extremely flattering.
Mu Tingxiao was holding a glass of wine in his hand, and he didn't know if he was listening carefully to the person next to him.
When Mu Nuannuan almost reached Mu Tingxiao, someone in the box noticed her.
One of the people in gray clothes said: "Hey, that woman, where are you going? You don't know how to close the door when you come in, so close the door."
Mu Nuannuan glanced at him and ignored him.
Only now did the man see Mu Nuannuan's face clearly, and his eyes straightened.
Xiao Chuhe had lived his whole life relying on his face, leaning against Mu Liyan like a dodder flower.
Mu Nuannuan has inherited Xiao Chuhe's beauty, and is extremely outstanding even among the young female celebrities.
At the age of twenty-six or seventeen, even if she had given birth to a child, Mu Nuannuan still looked great. In addition, after living with Mu Tingxiao for so long, his body was naturally tainted with some of Mu Tingxiao's unique nobility, making his temperament even more outstanding.
Even though the man in gray clothes just glanced at him, his eyes were already shining.
His eyes stared at Mu Nuannuan without blinking, and then a smile that he was sure to win flashed across his eyes.
He straightened his clothes and stood up.
The young model on the side stretched out her hand to pull him and called out delicately: "Mr. Jiang?"
The man in gray clothes shook her away and gave her a warning look. The young model immediately did not dare to say anything anymore.
He walked up to Mu Nuannuan in a few steps and blocked her way: "Hey, this young lady looks unfamiliar? Who are you looking for? What do you call me Jiang Song?"
The smoky atmosphere inside made Mu Nuannuan feel a little bad, but this man named Jiang Song came to block her way, which made her look even worse.
Mu Nuannuan still didn't speak. She raised her eyes and looked past Jiang Song towards the sofa behind him.
Because of Jiang Song's commotion, many people in the box were already looking towards her, but Mu Tingxiao lowered his head and stared at his phone, wondering what he was doing on it.
Mu Nuannuan didn't believe that Mu Tingxiao didn't know she came in.
Inexplicable anger rose from her chest and rushed to the top of her head. Mu Nuannuan called out with a calm expression: "Mu Tingxiao."
She called Mu Tingxiao loudly, and almost immediately, the box fell silent, and everyone turned to look at her.
You know, no one in this box dared to call Mu Tingxiao by his name.
Or just call him "Mr. Mu" or "Mr. Mu" in polite ways.
Suddenly a woman rushed in and called Mu Tingxiao by his name, which naturally attracted their attention.
After Jiang Song heard her calling Mu Tingxiao, his expression changed slightly: "So you are looking for Mr. Mu."
He curled his lips, turned to look at Mu Tingxiao, and said to Mu Tingxiao with a smile on his face: "Mr. Mu, there is a young lady here looking for you."
Mu Tingxiao slowly raised his head, his eyes were filled with ink, as deep as a pond, and there was no emotion at all.
His eyes only stayed on Mu Nuannuan's face for half a second, then he lowered his head to look at his phone again, as if she were a stranger.
Although Mu Nuannuan had expected Mu Tingxiao's possible reaction early on, her heart was still filled with panic and discomfort.
She gritted her teeth, clenched her hands, and said again: "Mu Tingxiao, I have something to tell you and I have something to ask you."
Mu Tingxiao still remained silent and paid no attention to her intention.
Mu Nuannuan's heart suddenly became cold, and the chill quickly jumped into her limbs.
She had never felt such obvious and profound indifference from Mu Tingxiao.
Jiang Song naturally fell in love with Mu Nuannuan. He was originally wary of the relationship between Mu Tingxiao and this woman, but now that Mu Tingxiao ignored Mu Nuannuan at all, he became bolder.
His gaze fell firmly on Mu Nuannuan, with undisguised desire in his eyes, as if he wanted to strip her naked, and his tone was soft: "It seems that Mr. Mu doesn't know you. "
He said, reaching out to touch Mu Nuannuan's waist: "Our Mr. Mu is a dedicated person. There are already people around him. If you want to ask him for something, why not consider me? I am a compassionate person." of people…”
Mu Nuannuan felt his erratic hand and immediately took a step back. Jiang Song's hand fell away.
He looked at his empty hand, and his expression suddenly became very gloomy.
He snorted coldly: "Which woman in this room is not asking for help? Now that you have come in, don't pretend to be aloof, lest you end up losing both your life and wealth."
Mu Nuannuan had not been bullied like this for a long time. She couldn't help but laugh. The corners of her lips were raised slightly, and her voice was cold and without warmth: "Please get out of the way."
"Say it again?" Jiang Song looked in disbelief. He didn't expect this woman to dare to talk to him like this.
You know, in this box, besides Mu Tingxiao, he has the highest status. Not to mention those women, not even the young men playing here dared to talk to him like this.
"Are you deaf? Then I don't mind saying it again: please get out of here!" What Mu Nuannuan hates the most is people like Jiang Song, who thinks he is arrogant because he has two dollars.
"You..." Jiang Song was completely irritated. He raised his hand and wanted to hit Mu Nuannuan.
At this time, a woman's voice rang out: "Mr. Jiang, you just said that you are a compassionate person, what are you doing?"
Jiang Song's hand stopped abruptly in mid-air.
Mu Nuannuan followed the sound and found that the woman sitting next to Mu Tingxiao was speaking.
After the woman finished speaking, she stood up slowly, and her familiar face was exposed to the light.
Mu Nuannuan murmured in surprise: "Su Mian!"
"Miss Mu, we meet again." Su Mian was dressed in a burgundy dress, her curves were exposed, her skin was as good as snow, she was incredibly beautiful and elegant.
In comparison, Mu Nuannuan's situation at this time seemed much more embarrassing.