C3 Pretend to be Rich

"I'm sorry!" She blamed herself and pretended to take off Mo Shaoqing's jacket. "I'll go wash it for you."

Mo Shaoqing raised his eyebrows and looked at her. "Wennuan, it's not good for you to take off my clothes in public, right?"

Xia Wennuan's heart skipped a beat.

Why did he call her by her name every time? Why did it make her heart beat faster?

"No... I'm sorry." Xia Wennuan could not even straighten her tongue. After she realized it, she felt that her actions were inappropriate. "I just want to help you clean your clothes."

She timidly looked at Mo Shaoqing, and unexpectedly bumped into his smiling eyes.

It turned out that when he smiled, he was also so good-looking.

In a daze, a coat appeared in Xia Wennuan's hand. It was taken off by Mo Shaoqing.

She used a puzzled look to ask him. He only said, "You can't wear it even if you wash it clean. Help me take it."

Xia Wennuan replied with an "oh." The one at fault was her. Mo Shaoqing could do whatever he wanted.

Suddenly, Xia Siying rushed over and snatched Mo Shaoqing's clothes. She looked directly at the inner side of the collar to look for logo.

But... it was actually empty?

There was no logo, no overlapping LV, and no sign of 'GUCI'. It would be fine if she did not have Amani, but what did 'empty' mean?

Mix tags?

Xia Siying looked at Mo Shaoqing's hand again. It was also empty. He couldn't bring a watch?

She looked at the shoes on his feet again. They were very clean, but she could not see the signs either.

Xia Siying then remembered a very important question. Who was Mo Shaoqing? Did he have money?

"Miss Xia." Mo Shaoqing looked at Xia Siying indifferently. "Are you interested in my coat?"

Xia Siying felt that it was rude and put the coat back into Xia Wennuan's hands. She smiled and asked Mo Shaoqing, "I just want to see if I can wash it clean. Why don't I send it back to the store and ask them how to wash it?"

"This is not the clothing from the store." Mo Shaoqing said, "It's just red wine. It can be washed clean after a round of clear water."

Xia Siying's heart turned cold when she heard this.

The clothes were indeed miscellaneous plates, but this man did not even know about dry cleaning? Which rich man's suit did not dry wash? After all this time, this man had a watch?

"That, Xia Wennuan, apologize to Mr. Mo properly. I'll be leaving first."

After saying that, Xia Siying disappeared.

A man, no matter how good-looking he was, she would not want him no matter how much money he had!

Xia Wennuan finally understood what Xia Siying was talking about just now. She looked at Mo Shaoqing's face again and he did not seem to notice anything.

Luckily.

Thinking about it, Xia Wennuan casually folded Mo Shaoqing's coat and hung it on her arm.

She looked at Mo Shaoqing again and surprisingly found that his eyes were staring at her hand. Xia Wennuan was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Mo Shaoqing withdrew his gaze. "Nothing."

It was just that this was the first time he saw that the coat was carefully folded and kept. Furthermore, Xia Wennuan's hand was very beautiful.

"Oh. That..." Xia Wennuan pointed at Mo Shaoqing's shirt. "Is your shirt wet?"

"What?" Mo Shaoqing looked at Xia Wennuan calmly. "You want me to take this off too?"

Xia Wennuan immediately shook her head like a rattle drum. "No, no! I just want to say that it would be better to change it if it was wet..." After all, in such an occasion, wearing a dirty shirt would damage one's image.

Mo Shaoqing smiled so happily, "My shirt is fine, just take your coat."

Xia Wennuan later realized that Mo Shaoqing was teasing her on purpose.

Sigh, he didn't look like a person with such a bad taste...

Just as she was thinking about it, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist. It was Mo Shaoqing. He took her and walked forward.

Mo Shaoqing had been the center of attention since the moment he appeared. Now, he was holding Xia Wennuan's wrist like this. Although it wasn't very intimate, there were already countless sharp eyes looking at Xia Wennuan.

Xia Wennuan wished she could jump into a crack in the ground. After struggling for a while, she whispered, "Let me go first. If you have something to say, say it properly!"

Mo Shaoqing turned around and looked at her faintly. "How can I find you if you run away? Don't talk. Follow me."

His tone was as if he could not refuse. After saying that, he tightened his grip on her hand.

This time, Xia Wennuan could not even struggle anymore. She could only cry but have no tears.

Little did she know that Mo Shaoqing's "special treatment" was the dream of all the other women present. Xia Wennuan soon became the subject of discussion among the women. However, no one knew which family she belonged to.

Just like Mo Shaoqing, she became the focal point of this banquet, but no one knew their identities, and no one knew where they came from.

"Eh? Could these two be some invisible tycoons?" Someone asked.

Xia Siying sneered in her heart. Others might not know Xia Wennuan's background, but how could she not know?

It was just that Mo Shaoqing... Was he really just a poor kid who had a handsome face but could only wear a random suit?

Those gazes that were thrown over became increasingly fierce. Xia Wennuan could only compromise with Mo Shaoqing, "I promise I won't run. Let me go first."

Mo Shaoqing suddenly changed the topic, "You spilled juice on my jacket. Do you want to apologize to me?"