Chapter 817: lack

As she said, she raised her eyes slightly and landed on Mu Zi's hair bun, as if she was a little surprised and said: "Hey? You wear white on your head too?"
The atmosphere on the table suddenly stagnated.
Wearing white on the head is no different from Dai Xiao. Now when Ning Yuewei points out it, Mu Zi seems very ignorant, as if cursing Situ Yan to die.
The old lady's face suddenly sank, she was a little bit displeased, she even glanced at Chen Cailing reproachfully, as if Mu Zi hadn't dressed properly, it was all the responsibility of her adoptive mother.
It would be too far-fetched to convict Mu Zi for a piece of clothing or a piece of jewelry.
In fact, Ning Yuewei's purpose is not so simple. She just wants to gently provoke the relationship between Chen Cailing and Mu Zi. After all, if Mu Zi is willing to wear the clothes prepared by Chen Cailing when she comes to eat, there will be no such problems.
Mu Zi stopped the chopsticks in his hand, raised his head expressionlessly, but did not look at Ning Yuewei, his eyes were cold and cold on the men beside him.
They are all wearing pure white business shirts.
It is also white, why is it no problem to wear it on other people, but it becomes inappropriate to wear it on Mu Zi?
Mu Zi curled her lips and smiled coldly, like a silent mockery.
The atmosphere became more awkward.
The officials in the Presidential Office ate silently, and they all knew that Ning Yuewei's little trick hit the iron plate. The other party didn't say a word, but only one look made her attack invisible.
Mr. Situ's eyes closed.
One is the granddaughter who has just greeted back, and the other is the granddaughter who grew up around him since he was a child. The old man didn’t want to hurt anyone’s face, and he always believed that if the daughter and granddaughter should not teach the daughter, it should be the old man. The responsibility of the man and the daughter-in-law.
It's just that his wife was obviously favoring Ning Yuewei and said nothing at the table.
Chen Cailing couldn't see it, and she reluctantly said something for Mu Zi: "I gave Zi Zi the jewelry, but it's not pure white. This pearl is pale pink..."
If Ning Yuewei sees well, he will accept it, and the matter will pass silently, but she is not reconciled, pretending to panic: "I'm really sorry, I saw the news that the Huo family Patriarch is dead, and I saw you wear it again. Being white, it is inevitable to think too much..."
Seeing other people's doubts, she went on to say: "You may not know that the Huo family's Patriarch has pursued Mu Zi, and the two seem to be boy and girl friends."
Mu Zi pinched the chopsticks tightly, his knuckles turned white.
Others were surprised, and even looked at Mu Zi in shock.
To say that it is a girlfriend is actually equivalent to saying that it is Huo Rong's woman, or even worse, Huo Rong's lover.
At such a young age, she has become the lover of the rich and powerful. It will only make people feel that she loves vanity and does not know how to clean herself.
Besides, Huo Rong is dead! Winner and loser, a woman used by a loser, where will the world be noble?
The old lady's face was already ashen, and Mr. Situ's expression was equally unhappy.
It turned out to be waiting here...
Mu Zi finally understood that Ning Yuewei was deliberately stupid just now in order to elicit the relationship between Huo Rong and her.
Ning Yuewei looked at Mu Zi with an innocent expression and said, "Did I say something wrong? Don't be angry. Friends often say that I am silly and innocent and straight-hearted. If I make you unhappy, I apologize to you."
"How old are you?" Mu Zi asked her.
Ning Yuewei was taken aback.
Mu Zi said: "You are 20 years old, and you are as silly and innocent as a three-year-old child, don't you feel disgusting? Any normal adult knows how to observe words and colors. You grew up in the presidential palace, and you didn't know how to be cautious. , Now tell me instead, are you stupid and naive? Can you speak up?
There are only two kinds of so-called outspoken words, one is lack of brain, the other is lack of self-cultivation, which only cares for oneself to speak happily and ignores the feelings of others. Miss Ning, I can neither see your brain nor your cultivation. "