Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life

There must be a ghost in this glass of wine.

Mu Zi can't drink it.

Lan Kexin drank a little bit of the wine in her glass, and saw that Mu Zi didn't move a sip.

She suppressed the urgency in her heart, and asked nonchalantly: "Why don't you drink it?"

Mu Zi ate the food calmly, smiled when he heard the words, looked at the bride-to-be groom and bride-to-be who were toasting not far away, and said: "No hurry, I will wait until the toast is over."

At this moment, several classmates at the table exclaimed in a low voice: "Look, I respect Gu Shao's table!"

Gu Liang's identity was too noble, even if it was low-key, it attracted the attention of the audience. Everyone at Mu Zi's table looked over, and even Lan Kexin was attracted by Gu Liang.

Xu is the heating in the banquet hall is too much. At this moment, Gu Liang is not wearing a suit outside, a snow-white shirt and a light gray fine-grained waistcoat. He is very elegant and gentle, like the gentle gentleman described in ancient Chinese.

Such a man always gives people a pleasing first impression. Who can imagine that his other side is decisive and brutal.

Just relying on gentleness and gentleness, it is not stable to sit in the position of Patriarch.

The bride-to-be groom and bride-to-be led a toast to Gu Liang under the leadership of the master of ceremonies. The couple, who were only in their twenties, were almost a few years old from Gu Liang, but the atmosphere made Gu Liang look like an elder.

There was a lot of discussion in the banquet hall.

"Unexpectedly, Gu Shao is here."

"Gu Shao is really handsome and so young, I don't know who will marry him in the future."

"What a blessing to be able to marry the future Patriarch of the Gu family."

"Who is Gu Shao's female companion today?"

Everyone looked at Gu Liang. A man looks at him with awe and admiration, while a woman looks at him with love and longing.

Mu Zi felt that Gu Liang at the moment was like a plump steak, and everyone was eager to share a bite.

She suddenly thought of Murong Cheng.

——Murong Cheng is younger, handsomer, and more powerful than Gu Liang. He is distinct and better, but because he is mistaken for a bad old man, he doesn't think he is talked about.

When Mu Zi thought of this, she couldn't help but want to laugh, a little bit of joy in her heart...

The bride-to-be groom and bride-to-be have been chatting at Gu Liang's table for a long time. When the couple went to the other table, the gazes around them slowly withdrew.

New dishes were brought up by the waiter one after another.

Jiang Zhinuan stretched out his hand to pick up the vegetables, and when he retracted it, his elbow knocked Lan Kexin's wine glass down.

"Ah!" Lan Kexin stood up quickly, but she was not clever in her movements, and her dress was instantly soaked in wine with large wet marks!

Jiang Zhinuan was taken aback by this incident, "Yes... I'm sorry! Miss Lan, I'm so sorry, your clothes..."

Zhuang Jia said: "This has to be washed quickly, the longer it takes, the harder it will be to wash it off."

Lan Kexin was embarrassed, but in full gaze, she couldn't reprimand Jiang Zhinuan no matter how angry she was. Besides, Gu Liang was on the table next door. She had to maintain the appearance of a celebrity!

Lan Kexin was squeezing her anger, her face darkened to the bathroom, and she walked quickly.

She called the housekeeper at home, but within a quarter of an hour, the manager of a nearby designer shop immediately sent a set of ladies' dresses.

Although not as expensive as Lan Kexin's body, it is barely enough to deal with the current situation.

Back to the banquet hall, Lan Kexin had an extra glass of wine.

Jiang Zhinuan said apologetically: "Miss Lan, I spilled your wine just now. I'm so sorry, I poured you a new glass."

Lan Kexin glanced at Jiang Zhinuan, Zhuang Jia and the others, thinking: If I sprinkle Muzi wine, they sprinkle my wine. What a group of childish children!

She glanced at Mu Zi's cup again and found that the wine in it was half empty. She felt a little more at ease and didn't bother to care about Jiang Zhinuan.

"It doesn't matter, you didn't mean it." Lan Kexin sat down with a smile.