Chapter 68: Prince of the Prom

"Ling Yue?" Mu Xiaotong looked at the man, her eyes lost for a moment.
Even Ling Ziyao stared straight at the man, his younger brother is really outstanding, he is born with extraordinary temperament, even in the crowd of people, he can instantly dazzle and be chased by others. .
At the gate of Twilight Blue, the man Xin grew tall, dressed in a luxurious black suit, his face was arrogant and deserted, without any emotion, and walked towards his goal calmly and unhurriedly.
Those azure blue eyes were quiet and hollow, like the deep sea that could swallow everything, beautiful and ruthless. But it can attract other people who cannot help but want to pay attention, but they dare not look directly.
"Who is that man?"
"I don't know, it doesn't look like someone in the company." Someone was discussing his identity in a low voice.
"People on the board of directors always say that the general manager has leadership spirit and bold decision-making. But now I understand what the king is domineering, I rely on, this man is not one of Ling's enemies. How can the general manager fight him? ."
Those quietly chasing gazes are difficult to look away from the man. They want to see clearly but dare not look too openly. This inexplicably nervous temperament is just like the ancient emperor Linxing’s excitement but nothing Measures.
Shen Feng led him to Ling Ziyao's side, and after whispering a few words to him, they entered the private room inside. Ling Yue exuded low air pressure. Needless to say, he knew he hated being stared at by so many people. Now, this makes him very uncomfortable.
"Steward Shen, why did Ling Yue suddenly come over tonight?" Ling Ziyao talked to Shen Feng from the side.
Shen Feng sighed helplessly, "The Third Young Master has been looking for Mrs. Young for some reason tonight, so I brought him over. Young Master, I will trouble you to take care of the Third Young Master tonight."
The two of them were discussing whether to publicize Ling Yue's identity. The most worried thing was that Ling Yue suddenly fell ill and ruined the party.
"Hey, don't pinch me!"
The two in the other corner were whispering, and Mu Xiaotong's waist was severely pinched by him, as if he was punishing her.
"Who let you wear this dress!" He bent his head and growled in her ear.
Mu Xiaotong became dissatisfied, and stretched out his foot and stomped him straight, "Huh! Only you can be handsome, can't I get a good figure?"
"The pig waist panda back is so embarrassed to expose it!" His right hand patted a large empty skin on her back. "a shame!"
"Hey! It hurts!"
Mu Xiaotong gritted her teeth and looked at him, dead man, with such a strong hand, her back must have been red with a slap.
She had seen him upset for a long time, so she could only allow the state official to set fire to not allow the people to light up the lights. She was so embarrassed just now that the men and women were all in estrus and looked at him! !
Humm! There was a muffled sound.
Ling Yue fell on the sofa with all four feet upside down, with a footprint on his chest. That's right, Mu Xiaotong took the opportunity to kick him!
"San Shao, what's wrong with you?" Shen Feng and the others hurriedly turned to look at him when they heard the voice.
Ling Yuehei stared at her with a solemn face, but because of the presence of Shen Feng and Ling Ziyao, she couldn't take care of her now. Seeing that she had such a brilliant smile, the anger in her heart was burning.
"Tomi pupil, what's wrong?" Ling Ziyao looked at them strangely.
"Ling Yue said he was a little itchy in his chest and made me kick him. Don't believe me. Anyway, I have been with him for a few months and the results are obvious to all." Mu Xiaotong was opening her eyes and talking nonsense.
"Last time I kicked his and he was happy all day." As she said, she shook her head and motioned them to stop asking.
You can't understand the thinking of a fool.
"Ling Yue, don't you think?" She stepped forward, holding his hand, calling him intimately.
The man looked at her paralyzed, and finally nodded hard.
He lowered his head and lowered his voice, gritted his teeth and groaned, "Go home and count it with you!"
Mu Xiaotong didn't care about him. At this moment, she was trembling, feeling happy and smiling like a flower.
Ling Ziyao looked at them with a deep gaze, and the two of them looked like real lovers.
The Christmas ball officially began. After Ling Ziyao invited a female senior to dance the first dance, the others couldn't help but jump onto the dance floor. All of a sudden, the whole ball laughed and became lively.
Mu Xiaotong was holding a glass of cocktail, sipping a little while admiring their dance.
"Hello, can I invite you to dance?" A handsome man walked up to her, looked at her confidently and asked.
Mu Xiaotong put down the wine glass, just about to speak, a tall figure immediately blocked her, and then the man trembled without speaking, and walked away wittily.
Mu Xiaotong covered her forehead speechlessly, whoever frightened away at the last pair of icy eyes.
"Ling Yue, can you tell me why you are here, to ruin the atmosphere?"
He bowed his head and leaned close to her. The hair on his forehead was scattered on her forehead, "You don't want me to be here?"
Listening to his low and charming voice, raising his eyes to meet his magnified handsome face, Mu Xiaotong's heart trembled. "Hey, it's okay to stay away from me. Didn't you see those people staring at you?"
She didn't want to be cannon fodder.
When Ling Yue heard her say this, the corners of her lips slightly curled up, reached out a hand to pick up a strand of her hair, and gently pulled it behind her ear, "How about it? Do you think it's a good thing to be with me, or you My heart is sour that I don't want them to stare at me like this?" There was a smile in his voice.
Mu Xiaotong rolled her eyes, and she had never seen such a narcissistic person.
"Ling Yue, you think too much." She gave him an angry look, sighed, and picked up the glass to continue drinking.
Ling more seriously stared at her, his face gradually became colder, "Do you care about me so much?"
"Damn, you are here, you have left my dancing partner, and you still want me to be grateful to Dade! I wish I could shovel you back with a shovel!" Mu Xiaotong sulked and carried him up.
"you……!"
The two of them turned their backs to the dance floor and quarreled into the sky, but from this angle, to outsiders, they looked like close boy and girl friends.
"Hitomi." Suddenly a voice interrupted their quarrel.
When the two heard the sound, they couldn't help turning around. At this moment, Ling Yue was pinching her waist tightly, and she was twisting his ears with both hands.
Wen Ai looked at them in surprise, "You..."
Mu Xiaotong quickly retracted her hand and smiled awkwardly at her, "What are you looking for me?"
"I just came to ask if you want to dance?"
Wen Ai looked at Ling Yue quietly, her heartbeat could not help speeding up, this man looked really noble and charming.
Ling Yue looked back at her with disgust, pinched his right hand on Mu Xiaotong's waist, and said to her in a low voice, "This woman is peeping at me like a nympho, won't you be jealous?"
Seeing that Wen Ai'er was really lost, Mu Xiaotong moved her body slightly and said, "This is the Tyrannosaurus rex in my house." She said with a grin.
Wen Air reacted suddenly and said to her embarrassedly, "Your boyfriend is so handsome, no wonder you look down on the general manager." She said with a smile.
"General manager?" Ling Yue hummed these three words almost from his nose, and the hand pinched on her waist couldn't help tightening even more.
"Aw!" Mu Xiaotong screamed when he was pinched by him, and looked at Wen Ai'er with a painful expression, "Don't look at others like him, he has a brain problem!"
Wen Ai'er looked at him in surprise. Mu Xiaotong was afraid of her questioning, and quickly took Ling Yue's hand and walked to the dance floor, "Honey, let's go dance."
Two outstanding figures stepped onto the dance floor, and the gorgeous crystal lamps hit the top of their heads. The dazzling lights made her smile sweeter on the corners of her lips. Ling Yue stared at her in a daze, and she was taken onto the dance floor.
"Ling Yue, if you clarify the news that you are not ill, the threshold of Ling's family will definitely be trampled by those women." The dead man looks so handsome, it's a crime.
Ling Yue raised his eyebrows and looked at her, "Even if I am sick, there are still so many women who are looking after."
"Desperate!" Mu Xiaotong gave him an angry look.
Ling Yue smiled, thin lips leaning close to her ear, "Don't worry, even if I want to take the harem, you will still be my queen."
"Whoever wants to be your queen, go away."
"You stepped on my foot!" As soon as Mu Xiaotong finished scolding him, he stepped on her right foot.
"Ling Yue, did you deliberately? You mean, you stepped on me deliberately!" Mu Xiaotong whispered while waltzing with him.
"It's really annoying!" The man's face was also not very good, and he stepped on her again after he made a mistake.
Mu Xiaotong stared at him fiercely, "I have never seen you so stupid! Follow my rhythm!"
She leaned closer to him, with her head just over his shoulder, teaching him with the rhythm of one, two, three, three, two, one while dancing.
Finally the man didn't step on her foot anymore. Mu Xiaotong breathed a sigh of relief and asked him in a low voice, "Ling Yue, have you never studied waltz before?"
"No." He simply replied, his tone a little absent-minded.
"You can't dance, so what are you doing?" She was really angry.
Seeing that he hadn't answered her for a long time, and seemed to be very focused, she raised her head slightly, only to realize that this guy's eyes were staring at her chest.
"Wow! Where are you looking? You pervert, wolf!"
"I am your husband. I think you are legal. Fortunately, I am here today, otherwise it will be cheaper for those bastards!" He said confidently.
Ling Yue studied quickly. He embraced her and danced in an outstanding manner. The two danced to the music. Mu Xiaotong's light blue dress was flying, Ling Yue was extraordinary, and his black suit looked cold and noble.
The two figures turned staggered, their eyes looking straight at each other, it seemed to outsiders that they really looked at each other with affection.
The people on the dance floor couldn't help but give way to them. Seeing the two people dancing, their posture and appearance, they stopped moving blankly, looking at them in a daze.
Not far away, a pair of eyes stared at both of them with unwilling hatred, and the wine in the wine glass held in his right hand was shaking violently.
"Why can she be favored by that man? Why?"
After the song was finished, the audience was applauded in an uproar.