Mu Honghui and his companions occupied the center of the banquet hall. Fang Mao stood on the side, looking at Zhu Yuanqing who was talking to someone from afar.
The boss who was talking to Zhu Yuanqing was someone he had tried his best to get in touch with but failed. He was rarely seen at banquets, but now he was chatting and laughing with his adopted son.
It's so hard to find someone at home who can talk to him, so he should be happy.
But on the contrary, Fang Mao now only felt waves of anger and shame.
What? After working hard for decades, am I still not as good as a kid who grew up in an orphanage?
Xiangfang Yang didn't know much about business matters, he had just heard about how powerful the Mu family was. Now when he saw Zhu Yuanqing pushing a lame man in, and thought of the previous shock he had received from the recording, he sneered.
"He's just a cripple. He doesn't look that great."
Zheng Chengzhou stood beside him, glanced at him coldly, and patted his shoulder with some force.
"Some things should just be kept in your mind and not spoken out loud."
"I know, I know." Xiangfangyang pursed his lips, then smiled and said, "I'll listen to you."
Zheng Chengzhou said gently, "I'm also worried that someone with ulterior motives might find something wrong with you. Don't mind, Xiangyang."
Xiangfang Yang had indeed been threatened by Zhu Yuanqing before, but he would never say this to anyone: "I know, my boyfriend cares about me the most."
Zheng Chengzhou did not respond, and saw Zhu Yuanqingzheng talking to someone.
But judging from his words and actions, this person is completely different from the bullied guy in the bar.
In just one month, he had embraced the giant tree of the Mu family. How could he look like he was trapped by love? He had actually misjudged her before.
After talking for a while, they found a quiet place to sit down. Occasionally, some brave people came over to talk to them, but they were soon scared away by the aura of their words.
As the master, Jin Weitai couldn't stay here forever, so he said sorry and left. Zhu Yuanqing didn't want to communicate with those old foxes anymore, so he found an excuse to go out for some fresh air.
There was a large open-air flower bed behind the banquet hall. Zhu Yuanqing looked out at the neon lights of the city and sighed.
[That's why I don't like this kind of world. Talking and pushing back and forth is not as effective as a punch.]
007 helpless: [Next time I'll find you a world where you can do it.]
Zhu Yuanqing nodded.
The good times did not last long. Zhu Yuanqing had just been enjoying the wind for a while when he heard an angry shout.
"Li Li! What on earth are you going to do?!"
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