Then she glanced at Song Ya and Li Mo who were standing next to Song Ling, and her eyes paused on Li Mo.
"Who is this?"
Song Ling and Xie Yun's status in Independent Continent were not at the same level at all, so it was inevitable that they would treat Xie Yun with a lower attitude.
She looked at the person pointed by Xie Yun and found that it was Li Mo again. She came to her senses with a start and immediately said again what she had introduced to Ji Lingfeng.
He also invited Li Mo to come over.
He didn't wait for Li Mo to open his mouth and call someone.
Xie Yun frowned, not hiding her likes and dislikes, and said: "My sister has not given birth to a daughter, and I don't have any nieces, so there is no need to call me aunt, so as not to misunderstand the relationship among people who don't know."
These words were like a slap in the face of Song Ling and others. Li Mo, the person involved, was even more embarrassed and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
Even Song Ya, the thickest-skinned among the three, was confused by Xie Yun's words. She couldn't figure out whether it was the ladies from the Independent Continent who came directly or whether Xie Yun herself had such a hot temper.
Song Ling's face turned green and white, and she tried to calm herself down: "Look at me, I just said it casually. Momo, just call me Mrs. Ji."
Li Mo could only bite the bullet and shout in a low voice: "Mrs. Ji."
Xie Yun unexpectedly squinted her eyes and didn't look at her.
He turned to talk to the girl next to him: "Nian Nian, let's go?"
Only then did Li Mo notice that the only one among the three who had not been greeted by the black bodyguards - the girl was wearing a hoodie, probably because she was more casual when going out at night, and did not wear the iconic peaked cap. She revealed a delicate and eye-catching face, and finally
What caught people's attention were her eyes, which were in excellent shape, and her dark pupils had a somewhat careless and unruly look.
This person?
Li Mo's heart skipped a beat when she first saw it.
It looked very familiar to her.
But for a while, I was in such a tense and awkward environment, and I couldn't remember why I felt familiar.
When Qiao Nian heard Xie Yun ask herself, she looked away at Li Mo, put her phone back in her pocket, put her hands in her pockets, and looked forward.
"Well, let's go."
Xie Yun was extremely gentle and patient with her. As she walked, she talked to her: "I'll ask Ji Nan to take you back later."
"Forget it, I'll take you back with him."
"He's used to messing around and driving fast. I'll go with him to save him from having to drive you."
They haven't gone far yet.
Li Mo and others could hear Xie Yun's gentle and caring words, which were completely different from the indifference and disgust they had just treated Li Mo.
It is this kind of comparison and contrast that is often the most humiliating.
Because if there was no contrast in front of them, they could at least comfort themselves. Xie Yun is a person with this kind of personality and was not deliberately targeted.
But the facts were before her eyes, and even Song Ya had to admit that Xie Yun was targeting Li Mo.
She frowned, not daring to be presumptuous here, and it was too unbelievable, so she turned around and asked Li Mo softly: "Why did you offend others?"
Li Mo still looked at the backs of the three people as they left, especially the girl who was walking at the back, but was actually the focus and center of the three people.
The more she looked at it, the more she felt an indescribable feeling.
That feeling was about to break through the Tianling Cap and break out of the layers of restraints. She could immediately remember where that familiar feeling came from.
"Momo?"
"Li Mo?"
Song Ya asked her several times, but she didn't respond, so she reached out and gave her a hand.
"What’s wrong with you?"
Li Mo was finally shaken back to her senses by her, and when she saw her eyes that wanted to be angry but suppressed, she reacted: "Ah, what?"