Chapter 1250: Stirring Up Discord (9)
"Mrs. Qi, why did you just say that you are the heir? Did the old family master hand over all the property to you? Isn't that Mu always equivalent to working for you? ”
But Su Xiaoya didn't answer any of their questions.
She politely pushed the microphone away and turned to leave. Several bodyguards immediately surrounded her and separated her from the reporters.
A few reporters really wanted to grab exclusive inside news, and desperately chased Su Xiaoya.
But after only a few steps, he stopped in fear.
Because Qi Muchen had already walked to Su Xiaoya's side, holding her hand, his body turned slightly sideways, and a pair of amber eyes looked coldly at the reporter in front of him.
Mr. Qi's aura was so cold that several reporters didn't dare to take another step forward, the microphone in their hands was shaking, and their calves trembled slightly.
"Are you done?" He sneered.
"I'm done, I'm done." Several reporters nodded unconsciously.
Then the soles of the feet were oiled and all ran away.
It wasn't until they had run a certain distance that the reporters reacted.
No, what to run, such a good time today, such a hot news, it is hard to find, if you miss this village, there will be no store.
But when he turned back, Su Xiaoya's figure was gone. Not far away, there were two rows of black-clothed elite bodyguards of the Qi family, firmly blocking their view like an iron wall.
All the reporters looked at each other, but in the end, none of them had the courage to take a step forward.
"Tsk." Qin Yuxin, who was hiding in the corner to watch the show, opened his eyes brightly, staring at the direction where Mr. Qi and Su Xiaoya were far away without blinking.
"Qi Muchen, this is the effect of its own freezer. Little Tooth is really powerful, and such a terrible person can control it. If it were me, I would have died of depression in less than half a year. ”
As a result, as soon as these words came out, a tall figure flashed next to him.
Mu Moting wrapped one hand around her waist, and the other hand slowly pulled her head, forcing her beautiful melon seed face to face herself.
"Don't look at Qi Muchen." The voice was a little cold.
Qin Yuxin:
Mr. Mu, what kind of vinegar are you eating!
"Mr. Mu, Mr. Mu."
The reporter didn't dare to chase Su Xiaoya anymore, and immediately rushed over again when he saw Mu Moting.
Now they thought that Mu Moting was also a big news highlight.
All the reporters looked at Mu Moting with strange expressions.
Some are excited, some are pitiful, and some are watching a good show.
Now that they have finally come back to their senses, since Su Xiaoya is the heir of the Mu family, what else is there to do with Mu Moting.
"Poor Mr. Mu, he has such a high business talent, and he has worked hard for the Mu family for so many years, isn't this making wedding clothes for others?"
There was a female reporter in the group of reporters who was very obsessed with Mu Moting's demeanor and spoke softly.
When the reporters came around, Qin Yuxin took the opportunity to push Mu Moting's hand away, stood next to him, and patted his hand.
"The reporter is here."
Mu Moting was a little angry, these reporters really don't know how to look at the occasion, what are they doing now that they are all rushing over?
He turned to face the most talkative reporter and calmly took his microphone.
Just when the reporter was very excited, Mu Moting's eyes suddenly narrowed, and he directly knocked the microphone on the table with a "bang".
He used such force that the wooden table was even smashed into a hole.
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