Young Master Mu, please give me more advice

Muzi smiled and did not respond to Zheng Chengdong.

"Hey, what's your attitude? You're so handsome. My dad is talking to you."

"Meng'er, all the celebrities in the business world are here, don't make trouble for no reason, it's rude."

"Dad, I'm helping you talk, you..."

Before Zheng Meng could finish speaking, Zheng Chengdong's fleshy face had additional depressions on both sides of his brows, and he walked slowly into the venue, and then closed the door from the inside.

Zheng Chengdong knew that as long as he talked to his daughter, she would be endless again. This time, Zheng Meng wanted to make a big fuss at Gou Yuhong's birthday party, and he had completely challenged his father Zheng Chengdong's last bottom line of tolerating her.

"It's all because of you. You come out early and late, but you come out at this time, deliberately to oppose me. I advise you to open the door quickly, or..."

Zheng Meng unbuttoned the top of her V-neck clothes, "Believe it or not, I called molestation?" Zheng Meng kept approaching Mu Zixiao, but stopped in the middle with one hand.

Zheng Meng lowered her head and stared at this wretched hand. She yanked it fiercely. She wanted to find out the owner of this hand, but found that a button on Mu Zixiao's chest had been torn off. The black shirt, showing his chest muscles that made him blush and heartbeat.

"Lust girl, take off our Young Master Mu's button, thank you for doing it, this is the job that many girls dream of doing."

It turned out that as Zheng Chengdong entered the banquet hall, Gou Yuhong showed the appearance of a small bird, and Tian Wei took the opportunity to sneak out from the side door.

Now, he is stuffing the button into Zheng Meng's palm.

"You guys are laughing and entertaining. There is Gou Yuhong. Sooner or later, she will go bankrupt. Just wait and see. Not only me, but many people hate her."

Although the relationship between President Mu Zixiao and his mother is not good, hearing Zheng Meng say this about her still makes her feel very uncomfortable.

He originally wanted to leave the venue, but stayed outside his mother's birthday party for a while.

"Young Master Mu, if I had known that such a private place would have such dubious people coming in, I wouldn't let the bodyguards leave." Tian Wei was shuffling his responsibilities as the assistant to the president, and never took his eyes off Zheng Meng. Seeing her so shy that she couldn't walk in high heels, she felt cute instead.

"She is just a contestant, but she refused to sign with us. This is a big forest, and there are all kinds of birds. I really think who she is. I can win something like this for her in a few days."

With a sound of "buzz", a Pagani passed by Mu Zixiao and Tian Wei at a high speed.

"Zonda Tricolore, Young Master Mu, isn't this car your favorite? She bought it for 1300 million euros. It seems that it is supported by a godfather."

"Zheng Chengdong's daughter." President Mu Zixiao stroked his wind-torn hair back with his palm, went to the villa in the back garden, changed into sportswear, and prepared to go to the professional tennis court in Shanya City for training.

Tian Wei has been following behind him, inquiring about Zheng Meng's personal information.

"The daughter of the gold medal producer, can she buy several of us from Zixiao Entertainment? No wonder she is willing to sign with us. Mr. Mu, in the future, you should not wear clothes with such a beautiful figure, it will easily cause nosebleeds."

Yuan Liang was rubbing paper towels into small balls to block a bleeding nostril. She finally dragged the unicycle to the free parking garage, and explained to the retired man who took care of it that it was not a bicycle part. .

After finally talking, Yuan Liang was also close to hypoxia due to talking too much.

"Come on, someone has passed out."