Tang Muhan hurriedly took his eyes back and raised his glass and smiled and said, "Should I call you Mrs. Xi?"
Gu Qingli nodded, glanced indifferently at him and withdrew her eyes, ignoring his existence directly.
Tang Muhan held his glass with hands suspended in mid air, and the corners of his mouth twitched. He held back the impulse to lose his temper. He silently took his hands back, suppressed his anger, and turned away after greeting them.
Gu Qingli’s hands which held Youyou, trembled slightly with anger. Although she looked calm on the surface, she had already been angry in her heart.
If it is not because there were too many people in the hall, she couldn't help but tear down the false face of Tang Muhan.
If Yang Sibei married him, she can’t have a good future.
Gu Qingli could not help but sympathize with the poor girl. In the final analysis, the scumbag was too shameless and deceived others' feelings everywhere.