Chapter 918

But Qin Ning didn't need it, she didn't care what these people said at all. She came here just to take pictures of what Duanmu Changfeng likes. Not here to explain to these people.

Seeing Qin Ning shaking her head, Zhang Jing curled her lips, "Ma'am, you just have a bad temper. Listen, I can't listen to those people anymore."

Of course Qin Ning heard what they said. She was too lazy to argue with them.

"Enough, enough. Are you here to participate in the auction, or to listen to gossip? If you want to hear gossip, join my group chat and invest in our company's artists. I will help you catch all kinds of things." Mu Yu Feng suddenly stood up. Today, he is wearing a limited-edition Armani watermelon red suit with a small curly hair. That is one word: full of coquettishness.

He was listening to these people's gossip just now, and found that these people were staring at Qin Ning, a little woman who couldn't speak, but they were making fun of him. His sense of justice made him stand up.

"Second Young Master Mu, your gossip is meaningless. It's all about the entertainment industry, we're not interested." A man laughed, his eyes still on Qin Ning.

Knowing the other party's peeing, Mu Yufeng curled his lips, and said with a smile: "Yeah, I'm not very interested in the entertainment industry here. But other people's, like Mr. Liu, I believe everyone wants to hear it."

When the man who was laughing heard this, his expression changed immediately, and he waved his hands awkwardly, "What did Er Shao say, what gossip did I have. No, nothing."

"Hehe, you can only be sure if you have listened to it." Mu Yufeng raised his eyebrows.

"Hey? Didn't you attend the auction today? What kind of gossip do you care about? Go for a walk, go in, it's time for us to enter!" Mr. Liu said and winked at a few of his companions.

Mr. Liu and others went in, and it was hard for Ji Yanran to stand still. She has been very afraid of Mu Yufeng recently, she has a handle in his hands, so much so that she dare not approach Mu Yucheng again.

"Mrs. Duanmu, I'm fine now, let's go in." Seeing that those gossip parties had left, Mu Yufeng turned around and came to Qin Ning.

Qin Ning stared into Mu Yufeng's eyes, and suddenly felt that this face was inexplicably familiar. She subconsciously opened her mouth, "Thank you, Second Young Master Mu."

Hearing Qin Ning's voice, Mu Yufeng's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he stared at Qin Ning in surprise, "Mrs. Duanmu, can you speak? Your voice is really..." familiar.

Qin Ning nodded, "Yes, we can't talk for a long time. Er Shao, thank you just now."

This time Qin Ning said more words than before, and Mu Yufeng heard it clearly. He is no longer surprised, but finds it inconceivable.

Mrs. Duanmu in front of him had the exact same voice as her sister-in-law, and he even felt that her voice was better and more familiar than his sister-in-law.

"Second Young Master? Mu Yufeng?" Qin Ning called softly.

Mu Yufeng was stunned again, the feeling of calling his name was very similar to before.

"Second Young Master, are you feeling unwell?" Seeing Mu Yufeng keep looking at Qin Ning with a strange expression, Zhang Jing coughed, reminding the man that the woman in front of him was married.

Mu Yufeng came back to his senses, raised his hands and smiled, "I was distracted just now, don't mind you two. There is a dance session before the auction, do you mind going in and dancing with me?"

Mu Yufeng is habitually teasing.

After Zhang Jing heard this, she frowned and pursed her lips, "I don't want it anymore. Our wife is married after all."