Ten, nine, eight.
Listening to Mo Hongti's countdown, and seeing Zhang Bao and the others ready to swarm, Murong Mingyuan became even more furious.
Let alone in Qingyun, a third-tier city with only a few million people.
Even in Sijiu, no one dared to treat the legitimate eldest daughter of the Murong family with such an attitude.
But Murong Mingyuan was also a little scared.
She was indeed spoiled and willful, used to being arrogant and overbearing.
But that didn't mean she had a problem with her intelligence.
"Wait."
Lan Yunhai stepped forward in time, blocking Murong Mingyuan.
He genuinely hoped that while he maintained his "gentlemanly demeanor like jade" charm, Murong Mingyuan would stand up for him.
Because this way, Lan Yunhai could not only give her a sense of "I can protect my lover," but also take this opportunity to further bind the Lan family of Tiandong and the Murong family of Sijiu together.
And then seek the greatest benefit for the Lan family.
But Lan Yunhai dared not let Murong Mingyuan fall into the perilous situation of being mobbed and injured.
If that were to happen—
Even if the Murong family of Sijiu could obliterate Mo Hongti afterward, they would still resent Lan Yunhai (the Lan family of Tiandong) because Murong Mingyuan was injured.
That was absolutely not in Lan Yunhai's best interest.
"Mingyuan, I'll handle this."
Lan Yunhai turned back and said softly to Murong Mingyuan.
Murong Mingyuan said nothing.
She just bit her lip hard, her pale blue eyes glaring fiercely at Mo Hongti.
She wanted to remember this face, remember this woman in red!
"President Mo, I am Lan Yunhai, the vice president of Tiandong Dashen Real Estate."
Lan Yunhai looked at Mo Hongti, forcing a smile, trying his best to maintain his graceful gentlemanly demeanor in front of others. "Tonight was indeed a misunderstanding. Please forgive my fiancée's overreaction out of her concern for her husband."
Mo Hongti was unyielding: "I don't care if you are the vice president of Blue or Green. I only know that your fiancée, in full view of everyone, innocently insulted me and injured my subordinate."
Green vice president—
Lan Yunhai's jaw muscles twitched, and he forced another smile. "President Mo, I sincerely apologize. I apologize to you on behalf of my fiancée."
As he spoke, he bowed ninety degrees to Mo Hongti.
He took the opportunity to stare at Mo Hongti's legs, sneering inwardly: "One day, I will personally carve my name all over these legs with a small knife!"
When he looked up again, his face was filled with the most sincere apology.
He instructed the foolish Lan Mingliang: "Lan Mingliang, immediately give this brother 100,000 yuan for medical expenses."
Lan Mingliang yelped and nodded frantically, pulling out his phone to prepare for the transfer.
"President Mo, please, for my fiancée's sake, being young and impulsive, forgive her."
Lan Yunhai apologized to Mo Hongti again.
Murong Mingyuan beside him felt like her heart was being twisted.
She was the most pampered legitimate eldest daughter of the Murong family of Sijiu.
She had enough ability to walk sideways across the country.
But tonight?
Not only did she fail to protect her insulted fiancé, but she also caused him to bow and apologize to a bitch for her sake.
Murong Mingyuan's love for Lan Yunhai instantly surged.
She instinctively wanted to be better to him.
This was exactly the purpose of Lan Yunhai's "swallowing his pride" and appeasing Mo Hongti!
"Young Master Lan is too polite. In the future, you should focus more on managing your immature fiancée. Always being arrogant and overbearing will eventually lead to kicking an iron plate."
After seeing Lan Mingliang successfully transfer the money to Zhang Bao, Mo Hongti casually threw the steel pipe to a subordinate, tucked her skirt back, and her gaze swept over Murong Mingyuan, whose face was flushed and trembling all over. She turned and left.
The moment she turned, her face was already beaming with a bright smile.
She, along with Dai Paipai, beckoned to the Old Su family of four and gracefully walked into the hall.
The show was over!
But the surrounding onlookers were still reluctant to leave.
Everyone was looking forward to what Lan Yunhai and his group would do next.
Originally.
Lan Yunhai had intended to bring his little fiancée to Victoria for some fun.
But after this incident, where would they have the mood or the face to play here?
"Vice President Lan, Miss Murong."
Lan Mingliang trembled all over, forcing a smile and saying, "I suggest we go to the west of the city."
*Crack!*
Before Lan Mingliang could finish, Murong Mingyuan flicked her right hand violently.
Her golden whip lashed fiercely at Lan Mingliang's neck.
Ah.
Lan Mingliang wailed in pain.
Feeling utterly disgraced, Murong Mingyuan, enraged, took out her anger on him.
If he hadn't suggested coming here to play, how could Miss Murong have lost so much face!?
"Damn dog slave."
Murong Mingyuan cursed hatefully, and swung her whip again, lashing fiercely at Lan Mingliang's head.
Lan Mingliang howled again in pain, frantically covered his head with his hands, turned, and ran.
Although he was very angry and wronged (What the hell did I do wrong?), he didn't dare to show any dissatisfaction toward Murong Mingyuan.
After whipping Lan Mingliang twice fiercely, Murong Mingyuan's anger subsided considerably.
She grabbed Lan Yunhai's wrist and quickly walked towards the black luxury car she had driven.
"Mingyuan—"
Lan Yunhai was about to ask something when Murong Mingyuan opened the car door, got in, and then slammed the door shut, rolling down the window.
She looked at Lan Yunhai with eyes full of love and tenderness, and said softly, "Yunhai, you can go ahead and have fun with that Su Ziyu, Mo Hongti! And that stinky woman in the black dress. If you can't handle something, I'll help you."
Lan Yunhai was stunned.
Then, his face filled with anger, he said in a low voice, "Mingyuan. But in my heart, there is only you! No matter how beautiful other women are, in my heart, they are just commoners. I will absolutely not touch any woman other than you. From now on, I will not allow you to say such things again. It's to insult me, and to insult yourself."
"Yunhai, I know there is only me in your heart."
Murong Mingyuan was very touched, her voice slightly hoarse. "But you must play to death with those bitches to wash away the humiliation I suffered tonight. That's it, I'm returning to Sijiu overnight. Wait for me, I'll marry you in a few days. I'll let you know how proud it is to tame a prairie filly. Love you, Yunhai!"
Before Lan Yunhai could say anything, this prairie filly started the car.
Vroom—
Amidst the roar of the luxury car, it sped out of Victoria's parking lot.
She wanted to get home as quickly as possible.
Using her family's influence, she would shut down Victoria and compensate Lan Yunhai with all the profits.
"Prairie filly? Heh heh, I like it. The humiliation suffered tonight has been richly rewarded."
After watching Murong Mingyuan's car disappear from sight, Lan Yunhai chuckled inwardly and quickly got into his car.
He also had to rush back to Tiandong overnight.
He had to find out where Mo Hongti got the guts to publicly humiliate him, a young master of the Lan family!
"Su Ziyu, my favorite cold beauty. Mo Hongti, my favorite fiery woman. The black-dressed mature woman, her figure and looks are extremely alluring, an unparalleled bedroom companion. Tsk tsk, Qingyun, my beloved city."
Watching the night scenery rapidly flash by outside the window, Lan Yunhai's mood was better than ever.
He turned on the music.
Elegant piano music, matching his identity, appearance, and temperament, quickly flowed out from the speakers.
In Victoria's 21st-floor VIP room, beautiful and melodious piano music also echoed like flowing water.
Including two waitresses in black qipaos, there were a total of eight people in the room.
Of course.
Those two waitresses were standing.
Under the guise of thanking President Su for giving up the order for 30,000 sets of work clothes, Dai Paipai insisted on treating the Old Su family of four.
Mo Hongti, as the host, would naturally accompany them.
Old Su, the head of the Su family, sat in the honored guest position to the right of Dai Paipai.
To Old Su's right was Ning Xiaolan.
Then came Su Ziyu and Li Qianfan.
Mo Hongti, as the main host, sat to the left of Dai Paipai, in the main hosting position.
"President Su, I won't say too much superfluous words."
Dai Paipai raised her wine glass with both hands and stood up, saying to Old Su, "I'll drink three cups straight, please feel free."
Before Old Su could say anything, Dai Paipai tilted her head back and gulped down the wine in her glass.
This was not red wine, but 52° Baijiu.
Although a cup of wine looked like only about two liang (approx. 100g).
But after drinking three consecutive cups, Dai Paipai, with her fair complexion, had flushed cheeks and misty eyes.
She even had the carefree demeanor of being drunk beyond measure.
Stimulated by the alcohol, she subconsciously wanted to wink at Li Qianfan.
Fortunately—
Sensing that something was wrong with her, Mo Hongti gently kicked her heel under the table in time.
Dai Paipai then jolted awake.
In front of the Su family of three, if they saw her actively flirting with their son-in-law, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"President Dai, have some food first to settle it."
Mo Hongti held her wine glass, stood up charmingly, and said to Ning Xiaolan, "Director Ning, I heard the good news about your promotion. I must toast you with this glass of wine. I wish your future career will go smoother and smoother, and farther and farther."
Mother Lan, who came tonight, was originally going to celebrate her promotion.
The key was that Mo Hongti's performance tonight was very much to her liking.
The straightforward Mother Lan immediately instinctively rolled up her sleeves, raised her cup, and stood up. "President Mo, thank you for your kind words. Let's drink together."
Since Mo Hongti was toasting and congratulating Mother Lan, Li Qianfan and Su Ziyu, the young couple, had to accompany them.
Mo Hongti had once told Li Qianfan that she was a versatile person.
She wasn't bragging.
She could handle any occasion.
Every word she spoke made people feel as if they were basking in the spring breeze.
Their wholehearted relaxation and good feelings towards her immediately soared.
And Dai Paipai, after being reminded by her, not only corrected her attitude but also performed beyond her usual level.
Even Su Ziyu was infected by them.
Temporarily casting aside the heavy burdens buried in her heart, she became more lively.
Pushing glasses—
The atmosphere in the private room was quite lively and harmonious.
In the end, the four women clinked glasses frequently.
Mother Lan even put one foot on a chair, rolled up her sleeves, and started playing finger guessing games with Mo Hongti.
Old Su chuckled foolishly, clinked glasses with Dai Paipai from time to time, and said some words of encouragement to her.
On the contrary, Li Qianfan seemed to be ignored by everyone and looked very lonely.
Extremely bored, she really wanted to discuss beautiful pictures with the great Ruohua.
"President Mo, I'm going to the restroom."
When Mo Hongti raised her glass and asked Su Ziyu if she wanted to play finger guessing, Su Ziyu gave her a look.
Mo Hongti understood immediately, put down her wine glass, and said, "Dean Su, I'll accompany you."
Led by Mo Hongti, Su Ziyu arrived at the CEO's office on the 22nd floor.
After closing the door, Su Ziyu looked at Mo Hongti and got straight to the point. "President Mo, I came to Victoria tonight for a very important matter, and I need your help."
Mo Hongti nodded. "I could tell. Dean Su, please speak."
Su Ziyu hesitated for a moment, then asked in a low voice, "You, you like Qianfan, don't you?"
Mo Hongti's heart skipped a beat.
She then frankly nodded. "Yes, I like him."
Before Su Ziyu could say anything, Mo Hongti added, "But don't worry, Su Ziyu. I will never arbitrarily destroy your marriage. If you feel that I pose a threat to you, then I can avoid seeing him in the future."
"Then in the future—"
Su Ziyu paused for a moment, then said softly, "Can you help me take good care of him?"