Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Okay, okay, he has such a bad temper, you don't need to pay attention to him." Moxi grabbed her and reminded her that everyone was watching: "Why are you arguing with him? Don't pay attention to her. Come on, let me Let’s have a drink with you.”

Yang Liu suppressed her anger, pursed her lips and sat down, but it was obvious that she was not in high spirits. She was a little impatient and poured herself a glass of wine, took a sip, and immediately put down the goblet. His eyes fell on the smiling Moxi, the alcohol rolled down his throat, and he whispered: "Didn't he look down on that woman before? Why is it that this time my mention of her is like dynamite?"

"Is that woman that good?"

"She's pretty?"

Yang Liu sneered noncommittally: "Independence Continent is not a place for a beautiful and weak woman to stay. What you see here is fists. What else will she do when she gets to Yaomen besides crying? Is this kind of woman interesting?"

The smile on Moxi's face paused, and he slowly put down the cup, looking at her deeply: "Yang Liu, just say these things to me, don't say them in front of Mr. Wan. You If you're smart enough, you'd better not say a word, or you'll suffer the consequences."

Yang Liu looked at him, a little surprised.

Is that woman so important?

Master Wan, are you doting on that person too much?

She's just a woman, does she need to be so important?

Mo Dong seemed to read her thoughts, lowered his head and sneered, saying, "You seem to have misunderstood something. Mr. Wan's girlfriend is not the weak little girl you said. She... hmm? How can I tell you? Did you see Mo East?"

Yang Liu didn't understand: "What do you mean?"

"Mo Dong had the same idea as you before." Mo Xi pushed up the glasses he was wearing with his hands, smiling and talking easily: "Now that he has been 'beaten' by Miss Qiao, he has learned to behave!"

Yang Liu obviously understood what he meant by "beating" as a fight, and was extremely shocked. She couldn't imagine that she could beat Mo Dong, who was one of the best in Yaomen's martial arts, to the point of being convinced. How strong would that be?

Yang Liu couldn't help but have an image of King Kong Barbie appear in his mind. For a moment, he forgot about his sadness. He twitched the corner of his mouth fiercely and said in silence for a long time: "...Well, that Mr. Wan's taste is quite strong."

Mo Xi knew clearly that she had misunderstood, but he refused to explain clearly to her. He only raised an eyebrow and smiled enigmatically.

"Well, it's quite heavy."

*

Qiao Nian still doesn't know that she is classified as King Kong Barbie.

She had a meal with Feng Yu and the others, then followed Ye Wangchuan to the private room where Yaomen was staying to say hello.

Ye Wangchuan told her that they would just say hello and leave. Qiao Nian didn't care, they were out anyway.

Shanhai Pavilion has many private rooms.

Qiao missed their private room on the top floor.

Yaomen's private room for this party was on the first floor.

The two of them took the elevator down and met Mo Dong at the door who was smoking.

"Miss Qiao." As soon as Mo Dong saw the girl slowly walking over with her hands folded, she quickly threw away the cigarette in her mouth and stamped it out with her toes. Only then did he notice the man next to Qiao Nian, and belatedly called him: "Master Wan."

Ye Wangchuan was used to him calling him Qiao Nian first and then himself. He didn't bother to argue with him and asked him lazily: "Why are you outside? Where are they?"

"I'm going out to get some air. The air conditioner inside is stuffy." Mo Dong walked back and opened the door for the two of them: "They are all still inside. Miss Qiao, please come in quickly."