"Do not……"

Du Tong retorted weakly and looked around, hoping to find someone who could save the situation.

However, everyone in the hall seemed not to have noticed the excitement. Those who were eating, those who were listening to music, and those who were talking continued the topic.

It was as if everything was normal and nothing different had happened.

Even the male companion who came with Du Tong, seeing that she made Sheng Yao unhappy, looked away, asked the waiter for a cocktail, and smiled and said something to the person next to him.

Everyone present is a human spirit.

Even if there are a few exceptions, they are all restrained by their companions and not allowed to meddle in their own business.

Isolated.

This is Du Tong's situation.

A tall and strong bodyguard walked up to Du Tong and made a polite gesture: "Miss Du, please."

Du Tong remained motionless with fear in his eyes.

Sheng Yao became more and more impatient.

Such a small thing already took him too much time.

What a wonderful night, he didn't want to waste a single minute with Song Chuyin.

The bodyguard probably understood Du Tong's concerns and added: "The departure boat has been arranged, Miss Du please."

Du Tong was startled, and the fists tightly clenched on his chest finally relaxed.

Immediately, unprecedented embarrassment came to mind.

She, the dignified eldest lady of the Du family, was kicked out of the yacht party by Sheng Yao!

If this spreads out, how will people live?

The Du family's face was completely humiliated by her.

She followed the bodyguard outside with hesitant steps, constantly casting glances at Mo Chen for help.

However, Mo Chen didn't have her in his eyes at all.

With Du Tong leaving, the banquet hall finally returned to normal.

Du Qiaoman bit his lip and thought to himself: First cousin, please don't blame me. It was you who sought your own death and couldn't understand the look in your eyes.

Not only her, but her father didn't say a word from beginning to end.

After driving Du Tong away, Sheng Yao walked up to Mo Chen, looked down at his hands, and asked, "Are you okay?"

Mo Chen smiled casually and said, "What can happen?"

He is a grown man who doesn't care about this at all. What he cares about is Lin Dongyu's dignity.

Sheng Yao nodded, holding Song Chuyin's hand and walking towards the center of the small stage.

Seeing him coming, the musicians in the orchestra changed the key of the instrument in the middle of the playing with great tacit understanding, and slowly eased it down until the final key was so soft that it disappeared.

Sheng Yao picked up a glass of champagne.

He was about to pull Song Chuyin to the stage, but he saw her shaking her head at him with firm eyes.

Knowing her temper, Sheng Yao didn't dare to force her.

So he let her go, walked to the center of the small stage, and took off the microphone from the stand.

His face was so handsome that he looked a little weird, and the way he held the wine glass casually made him look more and more willful and unruly.

"Everyone, welcome to my private party, Sheng Yao."

Sheng Yao smiled and raised the wine glass in his hand, and everyone raised it high together.

Mo Chen lowered his head and said in Lin Dongyu's ear: "Don't drink too much. I'll take you somewhere later."

"Where to go?"

Lin Dongyu was a little curious.

The yacht is so big, and from the afternoon to this moment, the two of them have basically visited every place.

"Secret."

Mo Chen smiled slightly and said with a rather mysterious smile: "You will know later."

Sheng Yao said a few more words, then put the microphone back on the stand, walked down from the small stage, and reached out to hold Song Chuyin.

Only then did she realize that Song Chuyin was not waiting there at all, but was at the dining table, holding a white plate full of food.

Sheng Yao had no choice but to walk over.

The music started again.

Mo Chen and Lin Dongyu had a late lunch, and now they drank some wine, so they were not hungry at all.

"Beautiful lady, may I have the honor to dance with you?"

Lin Dongyu smiled and put her hand into his palm, and under Mo Chen's leadership, the two danced gracefully.

Handsome men and beautiful women are always pleasing to the eye.

With them taking the lead, more people entered the dance floor.

For a time, the music was melodious, the skirts were flying, and it was a prosperous scene of a prosperous age.

Among the crowd, Mo Chen held Lin Dongyu's hand and left quietly.

Before leaving temporarily, he called a waiter and ordered: "You can tell Sheng Yao later, and we will leave first."

Walking to the door, Mo Chen took off his and Lin Dongyu's coats from the hangers and put them on for her.

"It's windy outside and I caught a cold."

As he spoke, he carefully pulled up the belt and tied it for her.

"where are we going?"

Lin Dongyu was very puzzled.

It was warm and cozy inside, but the sea breeze was howling outside.

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