Chapter 1257

1257 Chapter 1258-creating a storm

Wen Muchu’s lips curled into a sneaky smile, ” “Weren’t you provoking me so calmly just now? Now you’re afraid?”

“Aiya, I’m not afraid of you. I think Zong Yi is here. If outsiders see us like this, it’ll be very awkward, right? I’m shy, so I really don’t want people to talk about us because of this. let’s get down to business, hehe. Lan Xiao’s face turned red. He felt like he had shot himself in the foot.

Wen Muchu’s thin lips slowly inched closer to Lan Xiao’s ear.

“Kissing you is also a proper business.”

Lan Xiao’s body trembled slightly from the hot air that came out of his mouth.

She felt that all the bones in her body had gone numb.

Wen Muchu could not help but chuckle in joy when he saw how shy she was and how she looked like she wanted to find a place to hide.

He couldn’t bear to continue teasing her and make her anxious.

He lowered his head and kissed her before letting go of Lan Xiao.

Lan Xiao heaved a sigh of relief and quickly tidied up her messy hair and clothes.

Wen Muchu was sitting there in a calm and composed manner. There was no sign of disorder on his body at all.

When Lan Xiao saw this, he felt a burst of anger.

She glared at Wen Muchu and immediately entered the bathroom in the room.

Her face was flushed red, and it was not appropriate for her to meet outsiders.

So, she went into the bathroom, scooped some water, and gently splashed it on her face.

She waited until the temperature on her face dropped a little before she took a tissue and wiped the water droplets off her face.

It was also at this time that Zong Yi pushed open the door and entered the room.

After he entered, he scanned the room and did not see Lan Xiao.

His gaze finally stopped on Wen Muchu.

“Is miss LAN not here?”

she’s feeling a little hot and is washing her face. Wen Muchu’s lips curved up as he replied faintly.

Zong Yi raised his head and glanced at the air-conditioner hanging on the wall, blowing warm air.

The current season was approaching December.

These few days, there were even a few bouts of winter rain.

The weather was getting colder and colder.

In such cold weather, the heater was turned on, but Lan Xiao could still feel hot?

As Zong Yi thought about it, his eyes couldn’t help but sink a little.

He clenched his fist and walked towards Wen Muchu as he asked in a low voice.

“May I know why you called me in?”

Wen Muchu said to Zong Cheng as he leaned back on the seat and pointed to the seat beside him.

“Sit down first, Yingluo.”

Zong Yi sat down as instructed and raised his head to look at Wen Muchu.

Wen Muchu’s index finger was slightly bent as he gently tapped on the table beside him.

The knocking sounds were faintly discernible as they echoed in the room.

Zong Yi furrowed his brows and looked at Wen Muchu quietly with a hint of inquiry.

The two of them were silent. Neither of them spoke to each other.

Zong Yi thought that this silence would continue.

Until Wen Muchu broke the silence.

Mr. Zong, I think you should also know that the Zong family group is now in the hands of Zong Pu, right? ”

Zong Yi’s eyes flashed with a dark light.

He pursed his thin lips and looked at Wen Muchu with an ambiguous expression.

I know about this. Now that this matter has caused a huge commotion in the city, I think no one would not know about it.

“Don’t you have any opinion on this?” Wen Muchu asked in a low voice.

As he asked, he looked at Zong Yi without blinking.

Zong Yi clenched his fists, a light flickering in his eyes.