Telling Lies, loving you novel Chapter 129

Fortunately, there was no media in this party. Otherwise, what had just happened would certainly hit the headlines of the next day.

Since the young man of the Mu Group wetted his pants in the party, he would certainly become the topic of laughter.

Unfortunately, such a good news wasn't collected by the media.

Scott was standing not far behind Monica, and he saw with his own eyes that she tripped over the waiter. At that moment, he was surprised that Monica would do such a childish thing. And he didn't understand why she had connection with Wyn.

However, just as he thought of it, Monica had already held a glass of wine and walked over with a smile.

"Are you Scott?"

Monica put it straight because she didn't like to beat around the bush. That was also because she had been living abroad since she was a child.

Scott did not speak, but looked at her coldly. He did not expect that this woman was Uncle Mike's daughter.

Monica was tall and slim. Her curly hair was hanging down her waist. She was well-educated and graceful when talking to people.

"I can't believe that you like such an indifferent man. No wonder you were bullied just now." When Monica saw that Scott did not want to talk to her at all, she simply looked toward Michelle.

Not knowing how to answer her question, Michelle could only look at Scott and gave an apologetic smile to Monica.

"Michelle, let's dance. Excuse me, Miss Monica. " Scott pulled Michelle into the center of the dance floor before she could answer Monica's question.

In the elegant waltz, they played along with the music. Scott looked down at her red face and there was only her in his eyes.

Monica Wang stood not far away from them. She raised her eyes slightly, and looked at Scott's only love to Michelle. "I don't know what my father thought that he asked me to marry such a person. As for Scott, he is just a handsome guy. "

At the critical moment, Michelle had to push him away. She didn't know if it was because she drank too much. "Scott, I need to go to the bathroom."

Maybe it was because the party was too dull that she was going to vomit several times.

"I'll go with you." Scott was afraid that she would be bullied again, so he went with her.

"No, I'm fine." After that, Michelle turned around and strode towards the washroom.

The washroom was not far from the banquet hall. Michelle scooted to it because of her dress.

She wiped her face with cold water, and the depressed feeling gradually disappeared. She looked at herself in the mirror, looking quite old-fashioned.

When she walked out of the bathroom, she felt a tall black figure blocking her way. She looked up at the strange man.

"Are you miss Michelle? Our CEO wants to see you."

"What? Why... "

"Please follow me,"

Before she could finish her words, Michelle was stopped by the men in black. She could only choose to follow the man in black, feeling upset.

She didn't know why chairman wanted to see her, but her intuition told her that it would not be a good thing.

The man in black finally brought her to the second floor of the banquet hall.

The man in black pushed the door open and made a gesture of welcome to her. After a short pause, she came in.

The furniture in the room was very simple. The bookcases were all stuck to the wall, which were filled with all kinds of books. There was also a sofa and a tea table. It should be the study of the chairman.

The whole room was dark and she felt sleepy.

The study was huge. At this time, Uncle Mike came out of the unknown. When she saw him, Michelle stepped back with respect, and then said nothing to his head.

The Uncle Mike sat on the sofa, looking down at the person who did not speak, and then pointed to the sofa not far away, "sit down, please."

"Thank you." Michelle didn't know how to call him, so she just said two words. She walked to the sofa restrained and then sat down on the armchair.

Uncle Mike noticed her nervousness and said with a smile, "don't be afraid. I just want to talk to you. That's all."

"Okay." Although Michelle seemed very calm on the surface, her heart had already been beating out.

She just wanted to get out quickly and go home with Scott.

A waiter knocked at the door and came in. He put the tray on the tea table and silently left.