The cute wife turned over and said No to the president!

Chapter 32 The legendary boyfriend "Siluo is up there, let's go up for a drink together?" Ling Xiangyu raised his wrist to glance at the time, and then invited the woman.

Wen Wan shook her head and declined, "No, I still have a friend inside."

"Then... let's go up first." Ling Xiangyu replied with a smile.

"Well, goodbye." Wen Wan felt that something was wrong, and finally added, "Just now, thank you very much."

"If you want to repay..." Ling Xiangyu deliberately slowed down his tone.

Wen Wan frowned, holding her breath and waiting for the man's next words.

"Just tell me your mobile phone number." Ling Xiangyu spread his palms towards the woman as he spoke, "Give me your mobile phone."

Wen Wan was slightly taken aback, a little embarrassed.

"What? I'm your savior!" Seeing this, Ling Xiangyu couldn't help laughing and teasing, "Could it be that you're reluctant to invite me for a meal?"

Wen Wan smiled awkwardly, and immediately took out her mobile phone and handed it to Ling Xiangyu.

Ling Xiangyu dialed his own phone number with a gentle phone, and then returned it, "Remember to save it."

Ling Xiangyu just took two steps, then suddenly turned around again, and told the woman: "In the future, it's better not to come to this kind of place alone!"

After the two walked away, Rong Zifeng, who had been drifting in the clouds and mist, finally couldn't hold back, "What's going on? Who is she? But why do you feel familiar?"

"Ask First Young Master Mo!" Ling Xiangyu replied with a smile.He never meddles in other people's business, and today is an exception.

Rong Zifeng was dumbfounded.

The sixth floor is a bar with a good environment. As soon as Ling Xiangyu and Rong Zifeng entered, they saw Moslow sitting in the corner, so they walked over in a detour.

"A few more bottles." Ling Xiangyu took a seat next to Moslow, waved to the waiter, and ordered.

"Your old man called me today." Ling Xiangyu poured himself a glass of wine, and then asked.

Moslow ignored it, leaning back on the sofa, with a cigarette dangling from his mouth, his lips slightly opened and closed—breathing indifferently.

"Let me report on your current relationship status." Ling Xiangyu continued.

Moslow still ignored it, took a puff of cigarette lightly, and then slowly exhaled a circle within a circle, narrowing his black eyes slightly.Two of the delicate buttons on the collar of the shirt had already been undone, and the gray tie was hanging loosely around the neck, looking a bit decadent.

"You're not curious, how did I answer?" Ling Xiangyu raised his thick eyebrows slightly.

"..." Moslow remained silent, as if he was not interested in this question at all.

Ling Xiangyu and Rong Zifeng have long been used to Moslow's personality, so they continued without waiting for their friends to answer: "I said, you are chasing a chick now, and it won't be long before he can have a great-grandson. "

Moslow finally had a little reaction, frowned, and stared at his friend fiercely.

"Little girl?" Rong Zifeng became interested, "Could it be that girl just now?"

Ling Xiangyu nodded.

Moslow raised an eyebrow.

"Are you really... chasing him?" Rong Zifeng seemed a little unbelievable.In his eyes, Moslow is not an active master!

Moslow stubbed out the cigarette, said in a cold voice, and said the first word of the night, "No."

"You deny it? You are too shameful!" Ling Xiangyu's black eyes were full of contempt.