An Jinze's eyes were cold.
He lowered his voice and said: "You woman, you have one thing behind the other, and you have said that you will no longer pester me. What is going on now?"
"What's wrong with you?"
Mo Luan leaned towards him, "Go to the doctor if you are sick, don't bark in front of me, bad breath."
An Jinzejun's face went dark, he was stunned more times, and he was immune.
But it is still unavoidable that the blood pressure rises.
He took a few deep breaths, "You leave here quickly for me."
"Go away!"
Mo Luan slammed away from him and walked forward.
Zuo Qingxuan said in a soft voice: "Mo Luan, this is not the place you should come to, a person's life is very long, don't be cut off by your stupidity and ignorance."
This is a kind of persuasion in the ears of others.
But the fact is.
This self-righteous woman is threatening.
Zhang Linhan said: "Qingxuan, it's not worth persuading this kind of person, she deserves to live at the bottom forever."
She raised her eyes and said to the receptionist: "This woman took the opportunity to get in, so quickly drive her out."
The receptionist was quite polite, and walked over to Mo Luan and said, "Miss, please show your invitation letter."
Just as Mo Luan was about to speak, the receptionist who had brought her in before ran over out of breath.
"Miss Mo, it turns out you are here. I'm sorry, I went to the toilet."
He came to Mo Luan and bowed again and again to apologize.
"It's okay, let's go."
"Okay, Miss Mo, come here, you come with me."
After two steps, Mo Luan turned around and said, "Forgot to say, I am not Anjia's servant, but An Jinze's fiancée."
As soon as these words came out, those people suddenly opened their eyes.
An Jinze's scalp is numb, and it is too late to stop.
"Before he and Zuo Qingxuan got the certificate, they didn't break the marriage contract. If you don't believe it, you can ask Mr. An."
"Mo Luan!"
An Jinze snarled and warned, "You have given me your thoughts."
"Oh, and I have pictures of our engagement here. If you want to see, I can share it with you."
Zuo Qingxuan's face was extremely ugly.
She clenched her hands tightly, her head buzzing.
Everyone was shocked by this flip, like a second fool, stunned.
Here, Mo Luan curled his lips, her phoenix eyes were cold and stern.
Today was a good day, but I encountered a group of intellectual disabilities.
Wouldn't it be vain if you didn't teach it a lesson
The receptionist took Mo Luan to meet the big boss first.
Mo Luan said, "Have you delivered the motorcycle assembled by LZ?"
The receptionist hurriedly said: "Send it, it's here, just wait for Miss Mo to get started."
"Take me directly to the place where I put my motorcycle."
"But the boss is waiting—"
"I am more interested in smart motorcycles than meeting your boss."
"……Yes."
The receptionist responded and secretly took out his mobile phone to send a WeChat message to the manager.
There was a lot of shouts in the game, and the Internet was also very lively.
The discussion was very intense.
When I came to the garage dedicated to storing smart motorcycles.
The manager is already waiting.
Seeing Mo Luan hurriedly stretched out his hand to greet him, "Miss Mo, it is a great honor for you to participate in this grand ceremony."
"Where's the car?"
Mo Luan didn't shake his hand, and looked around.
The manager said: "That's right, what the boss meant is that you go and play with other riders on the field first, and then hold a ceremony to give away motorcycles."
"There are so many things."
Mo Luan got a little impatient and gave a cool glance at Feng's eyes.
"Oh, dare to frame me and wait."