Chapter 8 Arrogant, Mu Zhiqing

Mu Zhiqing stood in the crowd, letting everyone's eyes look at her, with a calm and casual demeanor.

"Xiao Qingqing, what kind of Hongmen banquet do you think today will be?" The little goblin looked around with interest.

The corners of Mu Zhiqing's lips were slightly hooked, and her eyes fell on the two Su Wanrou who were walking gradually, "Then it depends on what my 'good sister' is thinking."

"Sister Zhiqing, you're here." Su Wanrou smiled sweetly, with a gentle and peaceful appearance, as if yesterday's events did not happen.

"hypocritical."

The little goblin looked disgusted, this guy must think that Xiao Qingqing stole her limelight, so he deliberately called out her name so that everyone could change their minds.

Sure enough, the men who had been hesitating about how to talk to Mu Zhiqing were all dumbfounded when they heard this title.

"Am I right? Is this beauty Mu Zhiqing?"

"It's not like I haven't seen what Mu Zhiqing looks like before. She's fat and earthy. If it weren't for this, Liu Xingche wouldn't want her anymore. After three years of seeing her, she has changed so much?"

"My mother was worried about Mu Zhiqing and asked me to enter into a marriage contract with another lady as soon as possible. If I knew this, what kind of marriage would I have! It's a beautiful thing to be kidnapped by such a beauty."

Many men were beating their chests and feet, chagrined.

When peony flowers die, it is also romantic to be a ghost.

Liu Xingche looked at that almost arrogant face, his heart was shaking constantly, thinking that she would make a marriage contract later, it was as if an invisible palm was pinching his heart, and he was so depressed that he couldn't breathe. Come.

"We're not that familiar with each other." Mu Zhiqing looked indifferent, "I hope Miss Su doesn't want to climb relatives."

Su Wanrou's face froze. She didn't expect Mu Zhiqing to be so arrogant in front of everyone's eyes. The most hateful thing was that these men were blinded by beauty and completely forgot her previous notoriety.

"Mu Zhiqing, you are really arrogant as always." A woman came over and stood beside Su Wanrou, "Don't bully Wanrou just because she is good, I don't like you the most."

"Qiong Shi..." Su Wanrou's face was gentle, her eyelids drooping slightly, revealing a trace of grievance.

The corners of Mu Zhiqing's lips twitched, and her beautiful eyes were full of sarcasm, "What if I was arrogant? Back then I could beat you to the ground, but now I can beat you to the ground and beg for mercy, or... you try. try?"

The clear and cold voice was full of indomitable pride, she raised her delicate chin, full of provocation.

Chen Qiongshi's expression changed slightly, and she almost forgot that although Mu Zhiqing was inexperienced, her strength was not weak.

"In this case, I don't have time to care about you!" Chen Qiongshi snorted coldly, pretending to be calm.

The corners of Mu Zhiqing's mouth raised a smirk that was not a smile, her expression was lazy, she clearly saw through everything but didn't care, she turned her head to look to the other side, which made Chen Qiongshi even more shameless, this was clearly contempt!

"The Emperor is here."

A bright yellow figure walked slowly from the front. Today, the saint is middle-aged, still handsome and majestic, his eyes are not angry and arrogant, and naturally overflows with the dignity of the superior.

However, there was another figure beside him at this moment. The man was dressed in a black suit, clearly a dull color, but he stood there seemed to be exuding infinite brilliance, too dazzling to be ignored.

The delicate face is so perfect that it is suffocating, especially the cold and noble temperament, which seems to be innate, superior to others, and looks down on the world.