This drink, there must be a ghost.
Mu Zi can't drink it.
Lan Kexin drank a small half of the wine in her own cup, and when she saw that Mu Zi didn't move a bite, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious.
She forced down the urgency in her heart and asked as if nothing had happened, "Why don't you drink?"
Mu Zi calmly ate her food, smiled at her words, looked at the groom-to-be and bride-to-be who were not far away from the toast, and said, "There's no hurry, I'll wait for the toast to finish before I drink."
Just then, a few students at the table let out a low exclamation, "Look, the toast is to Gu Shao's table!"
Gu Liang's status was too honorable, even if he kept a low profile, he still attracted the attention of the entire room, everyone at Mu Zi's table looked over, even Lan Kexin was attracted to Gu Liang.
Perhaps the banquet hall is too warm, at this moment Gu Liang did not wear a suit outside, a snow-white shirt covered with a light gray fine-grained vest, elegant and gentlemanly, like the ancient description of the gentle gentleman.
Such a man, the first impression is always pleasing to the eye, who can imagine that his other side of the killing decisive, ruthless means.
Just relying on being gentle and gentlemanly, one cannot sit steadily in the position of family head.
The bride and groom to be led by the master of ceremonies to toast to Gu Liang, the couple is only in their twenties, and Gu Liang in fact, the difference is not a few years old, but the atmosphere of this baked, it seems that Gu Liang is like an elder.
The people in the banquet hall were talking.
"I can't believe that Gu Shao has also come."
"Young Gu is so handsome and young, I wonder who will marry him in the future."
"What a blessing it must be to marry the future head of the Gu Family."
"Who is Young Gu's date today?"
Everyone looked at Gu Liang. Men looked at him with awe and envy in their gazes, and women looked at him with adoration and desire in their gazes.
Mu Zi felt that Gu Liang at this moment was like a fatty steak, everyone was clamoring to get a bite.
She suddenly thought of Murong Cheng.
-Murong Cheng was younger, more handsome and more powerful than Gu Liang, he was clearly better, but because he was mistaken for a bad old man, he was too little heard of.
Mu Zi thought of this, can not help but want to laugh, the heart is inexplicably a little bit of a small steal ...
The groom-to-be and bride-to-be at Gu Liang's table to exchange pleasantries for an unusually long time, and when the newcomers went to another table, the surrounding gazes slowly withdrew.
There were new dishes being brought up by the waiters one after another.
Jiang Zhinuan reached out to clip the food, and when she retracted, her elbow was slightly too large, and her elbow knocked over Lan Kexin's wine glass next to her.
"Ah!" Lan Kexin quickly got up, however, her movements were not as sharp as Mu Zi's, and her dress was instantly drenched with a large wet mark from the wine!
Jiang Zhinuan was startled by this turn of events, "I'm sorry about ...! Ms. Lan, I'm really sorry, your dress ..."
Zhuang Jia said, "This has to be cleaned in a hurry, the longer it takes the harder it is to wash off."
Lan Kexin was in a sorry state, but in full view of the public, no matter how angry she was, it was not good for her to reprimand Jiang Zhinuan, not to mention that Gu Liang was at the next table, and she had to maintain the appearance of a celebrity!
Lan Kexin suppressed her anger, her face dark and heavy as she headed for the restroom, walking briskly.
She made a call to her housekeeper at home, but in a quarter of an hour, the manager of the nearby famous store immediately sent a set of ladies' dresses.
Although it was not as expensive as the one Lan Kexin was wearing, it was barely enough to cope with the occasion at hand.
Returning to the banquet hall, Lan Kexin's seat had an extra glass of wine on it.
Jiang Zhinuan apologized, "Miss Lan, I'm so sorry for spilling your wine just now, I've poured you a new one."
Lan Kexin's eyes flicked over Jiang Zhinuan and Zhuang Jia and the others, thinking, "I spilled Mu Zi's wine, so they spilled mine, what a bunch of childish kids!
She glanced at Mu Zi's cup again and realized that the wine inside was already mostly empty, her heart was a little more at ease, so she didn't bother to bother with Jiang Zhinuan.
"It's okay, it's not like you did it on purpose." Lan Kexin sat down with a smile.