Zhuang Xian looked in the direction that Mo Qian had left. She still felt that the man’s gaze was a little strange.
Zhuang Huai observed Zhuang Xian’s expression and asked, “Why are you in a daze? Has your soul been stolen?” As he spoke, he smirked and pouted his lips in the direction of Mo Qian in the crowd.
Zhuang Xian looked at Zhuang Huai’s handsome face. That’s it! Her good third brother still thought that she had a crush on Mo Qian!
She said to Zhuang Huai in a low voice, “I don’t like him, don’t talk nonsense.”
Zhuang Huai pinched her little face, his eyes full of smiles. “What are you being shy about? Tell big brother the truth. Big brother will help you pursue him, and also help you keep it a secret!”
Zhuang Xian gently pushed her third brother’s hand away and said through gritted teeth, “What I just said was the truth.”
Zhuang Xian didn’t know that this intimate interaction between her and Zhuang Huai had been completely taken in by a certain man.
Mo Qian looked at them from two meters away. He raised his head and finished the wine in his glass. Mo Xi saw it and bowed to remind him worriedly, “Young Master, you drank too fast.”
“It’s fine, my alcohol tolerance isn’t that bad!” Mo Qian said as he looked in Zhuang Xian’s direction again.
When the party was about to start, Lan Ling came to the venue. She was very beautiful today. There were many eyes on her at the party, but the most dazzling was still the beautiful figure in red.
Lan Ling had a subconscious hostility towards the beautiful women around Mo Qian, not to mention such a beautiful woman on this social occasion!
After sizing up Zhuang Xian, Lan Ling slowly walked over to Mo Qian with a glass of champagne in her hand. When she got close to Mo Qian, her body swayed. It was undeniable that Lan Ling’s dress today was well chosen and suited her temperament.
Zhuang Xian’s gaze was attracted by the dress on Lan Ling. This dress was the one she was most satisfied with among the design drafts she received not long ago. She didn’t expect someone to wear it out so quickly.
After walking to Mo Qian’s side, a gentle smile hung on the corner of Lan Ling’s mouth. She called out to him, “Big brother Qian! Can I have a drink with you?”
Mo Qian only glanced at her indifferently, not saying a word.
Lan Ling was standing on Mo Qian’s right side. When a waiter suddenly walked past her, she suddenly screamed softly and fell into Mo Qian’s arms as if she was unstable. The champagne in her hand also spilled on Mo Qian’s collar.
She wiped Mo Qian’s collar with her hand in a panic and said apologetically, “I’m sorry, brother Qian, I didn’t mean it! I lost my balance after he hit me!”
The waiter looked at the scene in front of him in a daze. He swore that he had not touched this young lady.
However, Lan Ling didn’t care about him. She pointed her finger and pushed all the ‘mistakes’ onto him.
Mo Xi quickly came forward to help Lan Ling. Lan Ling slowly stood up. Her high heels were too high, so she looked a little awkward when she stood up.
The sudden situation attracted everyone’s attention. Zhuang Huai’s eyes lit up. There was going to be a show to watch. He pulled Zhuang Xian’s hand and walked over. Zhuang Xian was not prepared for him and almost fell when he pulled her.
Seeing the people in the field slowly moving towards them, Mo Xi bowed and asked Mo Qian, “Young master, are you alright? I’ll push you up to change your clothes!”
o Qian looked at his chest in disgust, then looked up at Lan Ling. Lan Ling’s face was red with embarrassment, and she couldn’t help but bow to him and apologize, “I’m sorry, brother Qian!”
Mo Qian only felt irritated and waved her away. Could he blame her?
He motioned for Mo Xi to come over and push the wheelchair. He had to quickly change his clothes. He apologetically said to the people around him, “It’s nothing, just a little accident. I’ll go up and change my clothes. Everyone, please feel free to do as you please!”
As Mo Qian finished speaking, he did not forget to smile at Zhuang Xian, who was walking toward him.
Zhuang Xian …
As Mo Qian moved past her, Zhuang Xian suddenly caught a whiff of a very strange smell. The smell was masked by the smell of alcohol and was especially faint. However, Zhuang Xian was used to dealing with all kinds of medicinal herbs, so her sense of smell was extraordinary.
Zhuang Xian looked at the half-wet clothes that Mo Qian was disgusted with. That was where the smell was coming from!
Suddenly, a light flashed in her mind. She knew what this smell was! It was the ‘drunken dream’ fragrance!
Has Mo Qian been tricked by someone? Otherwise, why would someone cast such a bewitching fragrance on him? Zhuang Xian thought with a frown.