Hidden ex-husband, you are not worthy

Hua Mo pampered Luo Xiang's little head, "Why, you don't want us to pick you up?"

Luo Xiang giggled, "That's not it! I wish you guys would come! But why didn't Uncle Luo Qi come! I miss him so much! I haven't seen him for a long time."

Wen Yu smiled slightly, "He's on his way now! We'll see him soon."

"It's getting late, I just came to Fengcheng, and I don't know what to eat in Fengcheng! You are the hosts, why don't you invite me to eat?"

Hua Mo bent his lips, pulled Luo Xiang and winked at him, "It depends on what you want to eat, Fengcheng is the capital of gourmet food."

Wen Yu raised his eyebrows, "Then get in the car?"

Only then did Hua Mo pull Luo Xiang into the car together.

the other side.

Song Hanqing and Qin Yu led Song Heng and Song Yu out, and when they came out, they happened to see them getting into the car, but Luo Xiang got into the car first, followed by Hua Mo.

Song Hanqing stared at the back that resembled Hua Mo, his pupils shrank.

Qin Yu's gaze followed Song Hanqing all the time, so he naturally noticed Song Hanqing's strangeness, and slowly tightened Song Yu's hand.

However, Song Hanqing didn't say anything, and directly carried Song Heng into the car.

Qin Yu had no choice but to follow Song Yu into the car.

After getting in the car, he took the initiative to mention, "Xiaoheng Xiaoyu's birthday will be in two days. I want to hold a small birthday party at home, Xiaoyu! Then you invite your classmate from just now to join your party." Let's have a birthday party! It's indeed your fault this time, and then you have to sincerely apologize to her."

Song Yu was naturally not happy, but when she received the look from her mother Qin Yu, she had no choice but to compromise, "Yes, Mommy."

Song Hanqing sat in front of him without saying anything, his mind was full of "Hua Mo"
Seven o'clock in the evening.

Song Hanqing received the message from Jiang Ji and drove to "1988".

When he arrived, Jiang Ji and Shen Zhuo had already arrived, and they also brought Fu Congwen with them.

The three of them were sitting in the corner sipping wine.

"1988" was opened by Shen Zhuo's elder brother Shen Cheng, and several people would come here to support it when they are free.

Seeing Song Hanqing from a distance, Jiang Ji hurriedly waved.

Song Hanqing walked over, took a glass of wine from the table and took a sip.

Jiang Ji looked at him and asked with a smile, "What's the matter, you're in a bad mood!"

Song Hanqing raised his eyes and glanced at him, "Is there a mirror?"

"What?" Several people opened their eyes wide.

Jiang Ji has always been self-loving, so he naturally took out a portable mirror from his pocket and handed it to him, asking puzzledly, "What do you want a mirror for?"

Song Hanqing took the mirror, opened it, and looked at his face very seriously.

Jiang Ji looked at him strangely, "Song Hanqing, you are possessed by something! How strange."

Song Hanqing ignored him, instead he looked at his face left and right, "Do you think I need plastic surgery?"

"puff!"

"Cough cough!"

As soon as these words came out, several men present couldn't help snorting, and then looked at each other and smiled.

Especially Jiang Ji, who couldn't help covering his stomach with a smile.

"Song Hanqing, let me tell you, are you really okay recently? Why go for plastic surgery if you're fine? You're already pretty good, don't you know that everyone regards you as a model for plastic surgery! What else are you going to do with plastic surgery!"

Song Hanqing's eyes darkened, and he said lightly, "Some people say I'm ugly."

Jiang Ji burst out laughing, "Who! I have no vision, I am so big, I have never seen a man who is more handsome than you, even a man thinks you are handsome, let alone a woman. "

"No!" Jiang Ji suddenly realized something, "Didn't you always care less about what other people think of you? Why do you suddenly care so much, saying that you are ugly and a woman?"

Song Hanqing did not deny it.

Jiang Ji focused, "Who the hell is it! Can we meet?"

Having known Song Hanqing for many years, Jiang Ji knew Song Hanqing well, so he naturally knew that he would not care so much about a woman's evaluation of him, unless it was
Song Hanqing's chest felt heavy, and he reached out to pick up the wine glass again and took a sip of wine.

In the next second, out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a woman dancing on the stage.

The woman was wearing a black suspender dress with a rose-shaped mask on her face. She had fair skin and a good figure. She was dancing wantonly in the closet, attracting the attention of all the men in the audience.

Song Hanqing squeezed the hotel's hand a little tighter.

Huamo!

Although she was wearing a mask, Song Hanqing recognized her at a glance.

She is beautiful tonight.

A black suspender dress made her look like a night elf, especially the rose-shaped mask on her face, which added a touch of coquettishness.
Seeing Song Hanqing staring at the woman on stage, Jiang Ji, Shen Zhuo and the others couldn't help but say, "Wow, when did '1988' come with such a big beauty, her figure is just like a model's!" ! And she's a cold beauty."

Shen Zhuo spread his hands, "I'm not very clear about this either."

After finishing speaking, his eyes turned around, and the eyes of the woman sitting on the far right of the stage who was playing the bass suddenly narrowed.

On the stage, Hua Mo ecstatically danced to the music.

She came here with Tang Shuang to block people.

Tang Shuang had a client, Feng Shuo, who was always confused. Knowing that he was coming here tonight, Tang Shuang came to block him on purpose, but he was scared by himself, since she was fine, so he agreed to come with her.

It just so happened that she also wanted to relax.

Tang Shuang looked for Feng Shuo in the audience.

While dancing, suddenly, a drunken man from the audience walked towards her, grabbed her dancing hand, hiccupped, and sprayed the smell of alcohol on Hua Mo's face .

The man blushed, and said to Hua Momo, "Little beauty, how much is it for one night! One thousand, ten thousand, the price is up to you!"

Hua Mo frowned, disgust flashed in his eyes, "Go away."

The man persisted, "Could it be that you still want a hundred thousand, ha ha! It's fine, as long as you serve me."

boom!
Before the man finished speaking, Su He, who was playing the bass behind Hua Mo, suddenly stepped forward and punched him in the face.

Seeing this, Hua Mo raised his leg and kicked him.

Wearing high heels on her feet, she kicked the man in the stomach, and the man immediately fell to the ground in pain.

Hua Mo glanced at Su He next to him, and the next second, the security guards from the bar came over and shackled the man.

Soon, the manager of the bar walked towards them and reprimanded Su He, "I asked you to come here to play the piano, not to fight."

Su He didn't speak.

Hua Mo opened his mouth, "The problem in your bar is your responsibility, and it has nothing to do with her."

"I almost had an accident in your bar. It's not that easy to settle. I'll have my lawyer contact you."

The manager couldn't bear what Hua Mo said, kept apologizing, and left angrily.

Hua Mo turned to look at Su He, and said thank you lightly.

Su He said coldly, "You're welcome."

Hua Mo stretched out his hand towards her, "My name is Luo Yao."

Su He looked at her outstretched hand, hesitated for half a second, but did not reach out to take it, but said softly, "Su He."

Hua Mo smiled, "This is my business card, if you have anything to do, you can contact me."

Hua Mo took the bag handed over by the waiter, took out a business card from it and handed it to Su He.

Su He reached out and took it without saying a word.

Hua Mo blinked her long eyelashes, and noticed that Song Hanqing was walking towards her, so she turned around and walked towards the door