Chapter 690 Sir, May I Borrow a Lighter?
Chapter 690 Sir, May I Borrow a Lighter?
Mu Qingmei felt irritable, gave a cold glance to the almost-fainted Liu Ying, and said to Su Li, "Sorry, I’ll go back and reorganize Chenguang Entertainment from top to bottom for my second brother, so that the group of artists can improve their quality a bit. It’s really embarrassing!"Mu Qingmei furrowed her pretty eyebrows and said with annoyance, "You guys chat, I’m going to step outside for a cigarette."
With that, Mu Qingmei walked out in sneakers, leaning against the smoking area between Box One and Box Two. She took out a pack of ladies’ cigarettes from her bag, and with slender fingers skillfully pulled out one.
She rummaged through her bag and realized... she didn’t bring a lighter.
Just as Mu Qingmei was feeling frustrated, she suddenly saw the quiet door of Box Two open, and a tall, black figure stepped out.
She reached out and grabbed the man’s long black sleeve, flicking her short black hair as she smiled and said, "Sir, do you have a light? Lend me one."
The man wore sunglasses and a mask, gave her a cold glance, and icily said, "No."
With that, he shook off Mu Qingmei’s hand and left.
Mu Qingmei frowned; that figure looked somewhat familiar... had she seen him somewhere before?
But more importantly—she didn’t get a light!
"Jinghao, you’re participating in the charity auction; they want to take pictures together now. Instead of grabbing a good spot, why did you call me?" Sister Zhou said on the side, then suddenly noticed a tall, thin figure walking past with a slight breeze.
Sister Zhou was stunned at first, then excitedly grabbed Yang Jinghao’s arm and said, "Jinghao, did you see? That man with the mask just now looks like... Mo Si Huang, Emperor Mo!"
Yang Jinghao was a bit skeptical; why would Mo Si Huang be at an auction? Did she see wrong?
"It must be Mo Si Huang! My eyes are always spot-on for recognizing people," Sister Zhou said confidently.
Hearing this, Yang Jinghao suddenly let out a cold laugh. Her manager’s skill in recognizing people was good, and her skill in getting her into trouble was equally impressive.
Sister Zhou saw Yang Jinghao’s calm expression and sighed, "Jinghao, I know you’re still angry with me about the New Year’s Eve Gala. But I heard it wasn’t a big project anyway; losing it shouldn’t matter much..."
Sister Zhou was speaking and suddenly saw Mu Qingmei not far away, who had borrowed a light from a waiter. She elegantly held a lady’s cigarette, puffing away, her eyes looking at them with a subtle smile.
Mu Qingmei sighed significantly, it seems her second brother’s Chenguang Entertainment needs to catch up with quality education.
Look at this manager gossiping behind others... tsk tsk.
Yang Jinghao took the initiative and said, "Miss, I’m going into Box One."
Mu Qingmei’s long legs gently bent as she tilted her head and exhaled a puff of smoke, "Go ahead."
Yang Jinghao felt a glimmer of joy, pulled Sister Zhou to the box door, and heard the conversation inside.
Liu Ying’s face was pale as paper, stammering towards Su Li, "Miss... Miss Su... everything before was a misunderstanding; I didn’t mean to call you a country bumpkin."
Not being able to collaborate on singing is minor, but being blacklisted by Feng would be disastrous!
Su Li smiled slightly, "What’s wrong with a bumpkin? Since when was it a derogatory term? I’m from Jiang City, and compared to Imperial City An, Jiang City can indeed be called the countryside."
Looking down on country people?
Su Li sneaked a glance at Feng Huaijin and found him looking at her, startling her to quickly avert her gaze.
Look!
You look down on country folks, yet Seventh Master Feng still sneaks a peek at this country girl!
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