In a large private room in Shanhai Pavilion.
Yaomen is having a dinner party.
As Ye Wangchuan's right-hand men, Mo Dong and Mo Xi are always particularly popular in such occasions, and people come forward to toast them endlessly.
In the past, Mo Dong, thanks to his good alcohol tolerance, always drank generously and basically accepted all the drinks.
Today, he was acting out of character and only drank a few glasses and refused to drink any more.
Mo Xi was even more shrewd, with a smooth tongue than anyone else. Even if someone drank the glass of wine in one gulp, he would still refuse to drink it with a smile.
Mo Dong and Mo Xi drank less today, but it did not affect the lively atmosphere in the box.
It was a rare occasion for Yaomen to have a dinner together, and everyone was in high spirits.
Among them, beautiful women are an even scarcer resource in such occasions. There are many men surrounding a beautiful woman sitting on the sofa.
She looks pretty good, with a hot body and the charm of a mature woman.
Her every move is full of charm, and her pair of peach blossom eyes are slightly affectionate, giving people the illusion that she is interested in everyone.
Yang Liu got rid of the several smelly men around her, picked up the wine glass, and walked towards Mo Dong with a swaying figure. She put her hands on the man's strong chest, smiled seductively and said, "Brother Dong, why didn't Wang Ye come today? Didn't you say he was coming?"
"Speak nicely." Mo Dong pulled away her hand that was clinging to his chest and frowned, obviously not buying her talk.
Yang Liu sighed, then let go of her hand without a care, pulled a chair over from the side and sat down, then raised the goblet she had brought with her to toast Mo Xi, and drank it all in one gulp with great pleasure: "Brother Xi, I'll drink it, you can do whatever you want."
She seems to be her true nature when she drinks, instead of having that sticky, coquettish tone when she speaks.
Mo Xi pressed his temple with his hand and smiled bitterly: "I said I wouldn't drink today, but there's nothing I can do. If a beautiful woman toasts me, I wouldn't be authentic if I don't drink."
"I'll drink it too." He picked up the glass in front of him and drank it, then showed the woman his empty glass.
Mo Dong couldn't stand their boring interaction and was about to go out for some fresh air: "I'm going out for a cigarette."
Yang Liu suddenly called him: "I heard that Wang Ye has a girlfriend?"
Mo Dong suddenly stopped and turned back, his eyes becoming fierce: "Why are you asking this? These things have nothing to do with you, stop asking!"
The people in Yaomen get along well with each other in private, and on weekdays they are like brothers and sisters.
Yang Liu was one of the few women in Yaomen, and everyone was generally very accommodating to her. Mo Dong didn't like her flirtatious ways, but he rarely disrespected her, let alone a situation where they almost fell out. This was the first time Yang Liu had encountered such a situation.
She was stunned for a moment and frowned subconsciously: "I'm just curious..."
Who knew that before she finished speaking, Mo Dong raised his hand in extreme annoyance to interrupt her: "This is not something you should be curious about! Just take care of yourself, don't think about it all the time, and don't covet things that don't belong to you."
Yang Liu's face flushed with shame after he revealed her secret. She slammed the table and almost got angry with him: "What do you mean? Did I say anything? I can't even ask a few random questions?"
"I'm too lazy to argue with you." Mo Dong didn't want to quarrel with a woman. He put on a stern face, opened the door without looking back, and went out to smoke.
Yang Liu was even more furious when he saw his attitude, her chest heaving with anger: "What's his attitude!"
(End of this chapter)