Chapter 379 (1/2)

Zhou Xiameng's death made Fengcheng realize that it must be unsafe for mu Qinghuan to live alone in an apartment.

But he is not reconciled, watching Mu Qinghuan live in the blue house, she and black Jue division all day contact, in case of love?

”Who's going to live with you?” MuQing sent him off with four words: ”stinky, shameless!”

”As long as you nod, I will be responsible for the funds of LANs immediately!” Fengcheng boasts Haikou. In fact, he does have the strength.

”I'll try my best to find a way to raise the funds...” as soon as Mu Qinghuan's voice fell, the city was sealed and asked, ”when are you going to divorce?”

Without waiting for mu Qinghuan to speak, she only felt that her wrist was saved.

The black Baron didn't know when he came. With a strong shoulder, he held Mu Qinghuan in his arms. Then he raised his rebellious jaw and looked at Fengcheng with the posture of a winner. ”Fengshao, thank you for taking care of my wife so much.”

”Yes, she is my ex-wife. We have a deep relationship...” Fengcheng added the word ”deep”. The atmosphere is not ordinary embarrassment.

”People can't live in memories. Since Qinghuan married me, it means that she has forgotten you. Don't deceive yourself. She still has you in her heart... Otherwise, she won't come back with me.” As a matter of fact, the black Baron didn't realize it at all. He came back with Mu Qinghuan to escape the Mafia. Just as it happened, the closure of the city became an umbrella.

”She just married you for graduation. You know she's Chinese. She didn't let her graduate on purpose...” to the point, Feng Cheng said the key.

”In a word, it's fate...” he couldn't hold his breath, so he went straight to the living room.

Fengcheng stood in the same place quietly, threw the mobile phone to the ground and stepped on several feet.

He gave her his heart, accompanied her... Thought he was free?

After dinner, Mu Qinghuan's face is not good. One part is about Zhou Xiameng's death, the other part is about Lan's financing.

The next day, Mu Qinghuan heard that vice president Lei of Haixia bank would attend a swimsuit party.

Vice President Lei's personal relationship with the LAN family is not deep, and LAN Yue is unlikely to take the initiative to raise funds. But at this time, a dead horse can only be regarded as a living horse doctor, and Mu Qinghuan must stick to her head!

If the negotiation with Vice President Lei is successful, we will be able to win 100 million yuan of financing smoothly.

This opportunity, Mu Qinghuan does not want to give up.

Six in the evening.

Mu Qinghuan is wearing a cool suspender skirt with Sequin color and seven inch high heels. She is elegant and charming, not frivolous, but fashionable and energetic.

This big swimsuit party was attended by at least 100 people.

Zhao Qianyu is among them, and her brother Zhao Ziqiang is also here.

When meeting Zhao Qianyu, Mu Qinghuan immediately turns around and goes to a row of delicious food.

Fill your belly first!

”Where is the wine?”

This voice, rings in the ear, Mu Qinghuan looks up, is Zhao Ziqiang!

He took her completely as a servant

Mu Qinghuan points to the wine table, but in the next second, her wrist is held.

”I've been watching you since I came in. We've met, haven't we?” After drinking all the wine, Zhao Ziqiang put the glass on Mu Qinghuan's lips.

Disgusting.

”What do you want?” Panic flashed from the eyes, Mu Qinghuan understand, this Zhao Ziqiang, is to Zhao thousand language vent!

”Follow me.” Tone cadence, Zhao Ziqiang looked at Mu Qinghuan again, casual said, ”I can be regarded as worthy, just want to play with you.”

”Get out of here!” Slowly moving back, Mu Qinghuan angrily shouts, just wants to call the others over.