The Scheming Ex-Husband's Courtship
Chapter 108 This is Not His Style

Chapter 108: Chapter 108 This is Not His Style

Apart from Aus City’s top lawyer, Nan Zhan, the others were also from the six major families. Although she couldn’t recall their names, she had vaguely seen them before.

It’s just that back then she was too proud to think of attaching herself to anyone. So, even if she was fortunate enough to meet them on occasion, she never made any overtures, and the people from the six major families wouldn’t take any notice of a green young girl either.

After a moment of silence in the private room, it suddenly exploded like a bomb had been thrown in.

"Mu, aren’t you going to introduce us? Who is this beauty?" The first to lean in was Bai Chengxi, staring directly at Gu Qili, "Have you ever thought about acting in a movie? I have a leading role that would perfectly match your aura."

Mu Shuoqian gave him a cold look and tightly clenched Gu Qili’s wrist, resting her delicate, soft hand on his knee as if fearing someone would snatch it away.

"Old Bai, believe it or not, I’ll pull out your investment."

Upon hearing this, Bai Chengxi was displeased: "Threats, always threats, is it fun to always threaten people, Mu? I was just asking. If she’s the lead, wouldn’t you invest more willingly?"

Mu Shuoqian completely ignored him, not wanting to let Gu Qili wade into the murky waters of the entertainment industry.

Gu Qili twitched her mouth, unsure whether it was appropriate to say something in response. Did she really belong at this event?

She’s merely a once wealthy girl; now sitting beside him, could she possibly draw ridicule, considering the upper class’s emphasis on matchable social standing?

"Hello, I’m Zhuo Yanbei." Suddenly, a handsome face with a mix of sunny and slightly sinister looks appeared before her, exhibiting a perfect balance of conflicting auras. On closer inspection, there was even a faint smell of gunpowder about him, evoking tantalizing hints of olive green.

"Hello, I..." Gu Qili’s words were cut off as she was taken by the hand and led towards the door by Mu Shuoqian, who didn’t leave any words for the curious men.

As they stepped out, they coincidentally ran into Leng Shaoqing, who had just arrived. Seeing Mu Shuoqian with a girl, he was stunned, standing open-mouthed until they walked away. He then rushed into the private room as if he had discovered a new world.

"Did you see that? Did you see that?" He was as excited as if he had found humans on Mars, "Mu and a woman together, a real woman."

The response from the room was a chorus of scoffs.

Leng Shaoqing, not knowing what to do with his excitement, plopped down next to a man, "Luo, what do you think?"

Luo Shangqing’s lips had a faint smile, his eyes calm and unlike the others, he was holding a cup of plain water, his voice as clean as the water he held.

"In my opinion, your heart rate is 120, a clear case of tachycardia. What you really care about isn’t Mu finding a woman, but that the woman is beautiful and your type," he observed.

Feigning a collapse in exhaustion beside him, Leng Shaoqing gritted his teeth, "That’s why I hate you doctors and lawyers the most, you’re like peepers of the soul."

Nan Zhan innocently spread his hands on the side: "I didn’t say anything."

Leng Shaoqing huffed, picking up an empty cup from the table, "Right, how come Mu would bring his little darling here? This isn’t his style."