Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

  Chapter 863 A man who likes to pick things up

   With a "pop", the melon seeds hit the wine glass and smashed them in the face.

  Gu Miaoting’s beautiful face was smashed, and a flow of heat leaked from her nose, dripping down her lips.

   "Ask the water." Xiao Mohan cried out in a deep voice.

  Wen Shui was dressed in a white tuxedo and took a bite of the cake. Hearing Xiao Mohan's voice, he strode forward and asked, "Han, what's the matter?"

   Seeing Wenshui, Gu Miaoting squinted her eyes slightly, and said happily, "Director?"

   When asked about water abuse last time, she still did not give up.

   Seeing Wenshui, she walked towards him, reached for a tissue, and wiped her nosebleeds.

   "It seems that Miss Gu is very uncomfortable, please take a look for her." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice.

  Wen Shui listened, the bracelet was on her chest, and she cast a cold look at Gu Miaoting.

   "I..." Gu Miaoting looked at Wenshui, infatuated.

  When asked, she kept refusing, and even embarrassed her. It seemed that she couldn't stop her from marrying him.

   Xiao Mohan turned around, went to get some food, and walked towards Gu Chuyan.

   "Puff." Gu Chuyan sat on the sofa, watching a scene, she chuckled in a low voice.

  A figure came over, blocking her sight, Gu Chuyan twisted her eyebrows, and saw Yao Shengming's figure, a touch of impatience flashed across her face.

   "Chu Yan, I'm sorry about the last time." Yao Shengming sat down opposite her, held up the red wine, and said, "I'll do it first."

   "For Yao Rong, I am really sorry." Yao Shengming's expression was dim, and he said in a deep voice.

   "If you are looking for me to say these things, no need." Gu Chuyan whispered, and she felt awkward when she saw Yao Shengming.

  Yao Shengming put down the goblet and said to her: "Last night, Wang Zhong Tuan died, do you know?"

  Gu Chuyan listened, she raised her eyes, glanced at him, and said nothing.

   "Xiao Mohan, you have to be careful of this person." Yao Shengming said to her.

  When she heard what he said, she couldn't help but was taken aback, looked at Yao Shengming suspiciously, and said coldly: "Who is my husband, I know better than you, I don't need you to provoke things one after another."

   "As a man, don't you find it funny to do this kind of thing?" Gu Chuyan was obviously a little angry.

   "I, actually..." Yao Shengming raised the corner of his mouth, a figure flashed over, walked to her and sat down.

  Xiao Mohan put down the plate, looked at him coldly, curled his lips and smiled, suddenly his handsome face lifted up, and said: "Mr. Yao, my wife wants to have a meal, should you let it?"

   "You.... That's right, don't bother you." Yao Shengming was a little embarrassed, got up and hurried away.

  Yao Shengming's face was gloomy like night, and he walked more quickly, with a gloomy murderous flash in his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "Xiao Mohan, how long can you be arrogant?"

  He turned and looked in the dark, and everyone who was looking at him stood there.

  Today, he wants everyone here to be buried.

   "How to talk to him?" Xiao Mohan frowned, looked at Yao Shengming's figure with cold black eyes, said in a deep voice, took out the handkerchief and handed it to her.

  Gu Chuyan lowered her head, took a sip of the juice, and said: “He deliberately revealed to me the death of Wang Zhong Tuan, implying that it is related to you.”

   Xiao Mohan listened, smiled deeply, and looked up at the front.

  Gu Miaoting suddenly screamed. She stretched out her hand to touch her face, blushing and said, "Didn’t you say you want to kill Xiao Mohan? Why did you run back?"

  Yao Shengming was stunned, watching Gu Miaoting point to herself.

  The scene was quiet for an instant, everyone backed away, and only Yao Shengming and Gu Miaoting were left in the center of the hall.

  (End of this chapter)