[69 Book Bar - www.] Seeing Qian Yue's disapproval, Mu Qiuyu waved her little hands and was extremely excited: "Think about it! There is Feng Xiyuan's agent and the president of Galaxy Media, so we can be bold

It is assumed that the content of their conversation is related to Feng Xiyuan, or even about Feng Xiyuan’s concert!”

This time, Qian Yue really had nothing to say. She finally understood what it meant to catch wind and shadows and make false claims! The thoughts in front of her were all scattered into outer space.

"Oh! Why are you so stubborn!" Mu Qiuyu was furious: "You can't even see such an obvious thing!"

The corner of Qian Yue's mouth twitched. Apart from you, who else can imagine this kind of imagination that exceeds the limits of human beings?

Wiping the cold sweat on her head, Qian Yue decided not to be like this person who spent several hours paying attention to other managers' bathroom problems!

"But you don't have to be discouraged. A reasoning genius like me won't come out in ten years. If you can't compare, you don't have to be depressed at all." Mu Qiuyu patted Qian Yue's shoulder to comfort her.

"..."

This time, Qian Yue was truly speechless.

Genius! Mu Qiuyu, you are really a genius!

"Ah! Here we come! The planning director of Galaxy Media!" Mu Qiuyu chased after him with green eyes, like a gray wolf that had been hungry for half a year and suddenly saw fresh meat.

What a great success! What a year’s bonus!

With a brush sound, Mu Qiuyu beside him disappeared, leaving only Qian Yue in a daze.

Shaking her head, Qian Yue looked away with a helpless smile on her lips. Although she did not agree with Mu Qiuyu's unreasonable speculation, she would support her.

He turned around and walked out of this remote glass showcase and walked towards the center of the hall.

Suddenly, the smile on Qian Yue's face seemed to be filtered by cold air, and her face froze instantly. Her steps seemed to be stuck by glue, and she could no longer move an inch.

Not far away, under the gleaming crystal lamp in the center of the hall, a man strode in. His white suit was like the white jade petals in the orchid in the empty valley, and his face was like God's most outstanding work of art. All the people in the hall were standing there.

The women stared at him blankly, reluctant to move their eyes away, afraid of missing a second.

For a moment, the noisy hall became silent with only soft music left.

Ren Junshao!

It's Ren Junshao!

The man who pushed her into hell! The man who ruined her to the point of despair!

Qian Yue looked at the handsome face not far away that was familiar to her bones, her pupils shrank violently, and she was filled with hatred. She used all the strength in her body to restrain the urge to die with him!

Time seemed to stand still, and everything around her faded away like an oil painting. Only the handsome and handsome face of Ren Junshao not far away was left in Qian Yue's eyes, the face that plunged her into nightmares day and night.

Hatred boils over and burns my heart. After so many years, my hatred for him has not diminished one bit.

"Master Jun, please come this way!" Wang Chengsi nodded and led the way, sweeping away his previous arrogance and arrogance. He was so low that he wanted to lie down on the ground and pretend to be a pug.

Ren Junshao nodded lightly, with no expression on his face, and walked calmly. Every move he made was like a king looking down on the world. His eyes were cold, and he carried a majestic and domineering air that made people surrender, making the women around him even more infatuated.

He walked calmly just a few meters away, Qian Yue's hand kept tightening, the thin heel of the red wine glass almost dug into her flesh and blood, her silver teeth clenched tightly, and her thin red lips were almost bleeding.

Ren Junshao, after so many years, I still hate you so much!
Chapter completed!