This is the established link. The invited guests have a knife engraved with their names. At the same time, everyone cuts the cake together. This is a rule for the birthday party here.

Mo Nanjue had a cold face. Hearing this, his pupils shrank, without any expression.

The wound on the waist couldn't stop bleeding, dripping down the legs of the trouser legs...

The man pursed his thin lips tightly, and his hands inserted into his pocket clenched into a fist.

Tong Ran tidied up her collar and looked at him sideways, "Mo Nanjue..."

"Eve," Mu Bailiang interrupted her again. He looked at the time, "It's going to be enough soon. Just cut a cake. Do you have to give me this face?"

“…”

Tong Ran frowned and before he could speak, an anxious figure walked past outside, "Xiao Ran?"

Tong Ran looked up and saw Mu Chengfei approaching with her cell phone. She didn't find her outside just now, so she was a little worried, "Why are you here?"

Mu Chengfei said as she swept her eyes lightly, and at the same time she saw the two men standing. She frowned slightly, "Brother, what are you doing here?"

"Cha," Mu Bailiang shrugged his shoulders lightly and looked at Mo Nanjue with a smile. "The hero is sad to be a beauty, and Jue is no exception."

Mo Nanjue's thin lips were cold and he did not express his opinion. Mu Chengfei also saw that there was a mystery. She stepped forward and grabbed Tong Ran's hand, "Let's go and cut the cake first."

Tong Ran lowered his eyes and nodded. It was meaningless to stand here. No matter whether Mo Nanjue really lost his memory, Mu Bailiang could not be more hostile to them.

She turned around and walked out, Mu Chengfei nodded gently at her, Tong Ran knew that she was telling her not to worry.

Tonight is his birthday party, and Mu Bailiang will not see blood today.

...

The figures of the two women gradually walked away.

Mu Bailiang withdrew his gaze and smiled, "She is Tong Ran, the woman I told you, your brother's woman."

Mo Nanjue inserted his pocket with one hand and replied coldly, "Yes."

“How does it feel?”

"Not everything needs to be felt," Mo Nanjue said indifferently, "It's just a woman, it's okay to play with it. Do you think I'm still as stupid as before?"

"It's best if you think so, don't worry. We should take our revenge as we should, and they are indispensable."

Mu Bailiang raised his hand and patted his shoulder. Mo Nanjue walked sideways out. The two bodyguards immediately followed, "Young Master Jue, the doctor is already waiting in the room. Please come here."

It's time for him to change the dressing, otherwise the wound will be more troublesome.

This damn injury!

Mo Nanjue walked very slowly, and his waist was so painful that he could not exert force. He gritted his teeth and still walked out of his sight with his back straight.

Bright red blood dripped all over the floor...

Mu Bailiang ordered people to clean up, and then called a few of his own people, lowered his voice and gave a few instructions.

He was suspicious and could not be completely sure of things, and he never did.

...

...

In the hall, the guests were surrounded by a huge diamond-shaped cake. Because Mu Chengfei was the only relative, she stood in the front position and cut the first knife.

Many people took out their mobile phones to take pictures as a souvenir. Tong Ran stood on the right, not interested, and took a few steps back slightly.

A guest on the side was talking to someone with red wine. Suddenly, he turned around and collided with Tong Ran who was retreating—

All the red wine was poured on her body, spreading from the collar to her chest...

The cold feeling suddenly poured on, Tong Ran screamed in shock, covering her chest and hiding towards the side.
Chapter completed!