Looking at Su Muying's surprised expression, Muisa asked again, "Muying, do you think the one who falls in love first must be the loser? For example, do you think you are really the loser?" This question is a bit asking.
There was no deep meaning. Su Muying didn't know how to answer for a moment, so he lowered his eyes and smiled leisurely.
"I think the one who falls in love first must be the loser."
"You haven't understood Mr. He." Muisha held her chin with one hand and raised her eyebrows with interest, "Xia Qi told me that Mr. He is like a golden peacock, indifferent and arrogant.
He’s also conceited, what do you think of him treating you?”
Thinking about it carefully, although I occasionally have a bad temper and like to yell at others, I have never bullied her in a substantial sense. I have been married for three years and have no feelings, but I still treat her well. The only dissatisfaction is that Mr. He doesn't love her.
She used to think that love was a matter between two people, and she had been working hard, so what was that?
But now, her thoughts don't seem so extreme. Muisa looked at Miss Su's heavy eyes and said with a smile, "Although I think Mr. He is a worthless man, I still treat you well. After so many years of struggle, you two
I have never thought about sitting down and having a good talk. In fact, I am not here to act as a relationship expert, really."
Su Muying smiled, "The more you explain, the more suspicious you become."
Muisa: "``````"
Why are the friends Xia Qi, a bastard, so bad-mouthed? The two of them were chatting in the room. Master Feng was also outside and immediately dialed Mo Jie's phone number. However, it seemed that the person who answered the phone was Mo Yuan. Mo Yuan was there.
The other end said with a flattering smile, "Beauty, do you miss me?"
Why do you want me to call your brother? Master Feng doesn’t understand. Where did Mo Yuan get the confidence to be able to think from the phone number of the person being contacted that the contact person is interested in her?
Mo Yuan, who was far away in Italy, crossed her thin legs, her purple eyes sparkling, and her legs swayed wildly, "Is it so difficult to admit that you want a beautiful woman?"
"Where's your brother? I don't have time to talk nonsense with you."
"He Meiren, don't you feel honored that a peerless beauty is willing to deal with you? It is unnatural to reject a beautiful woman."
"It's best to strike you with a thunderbolt as soon as possible, so as not to bring disaster to your beauty."
"How can you curse your future wife to die early?" Mo Yuan exclaimed, with a tone that sounded like I was hurt, "You have been hurting my heart since I was a child. Don't blame me for not being tender in the future."
Master Feng gritted his teeth and said, "Mo Yuan, you've had enough."
Mo Yuan's clear laughter came from the other end, and then the phone was snatched away. Listening to the voice, it seemed that someone was taking action. Then Mo Jie shouted coldly, "Little girl Mo, don't mess with me."
"Tch, I'm not scared. What's wrong with provoking you? It doesn't matter if I offend you, I'm going to beat you up for interrupting my flirting with He Meiren." Then there was the sound of fighting, and then there was a roar.
"Get out and fight!"
A lazy but deadly voice came from the phone, "He Lianlin's son?" Mo Yan was sitting on the sofa, his long legs resting on the coffee table, holding Mo Jie's mobile phone in his hand, looking at the pair of children in front of him with a half-smile.
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He Chufeng arrived, "Uncle Mo, hello!"
"I'm not good at all. If you dare to flirt with my daughter, I'll castrate you."
Young Master Feng couldn't laugh or cry. I was wronged. You knew very well that it was your daughter who was flirting with me, but what he said was, "Uncle Mo, don't worry, I will definitely take a long detour while watching her."
"Didn't hear you clearly? Say it again."
Mo Yan did it on purpose, and turned on the loudspeaker, making Master Feng's voice particularly clear, "Uncle Mo, don't worry, I will definitely take a long detour while watching her."
Mo Xiaoniu's delicate facial features were twisted into a ball, and she stared at her father. Her eyes were not kind at all. Daddy, you did it on purpose. You must have done it on purpose. Does tearing down your daughter's stage give you such a sense of accomplishment? Ah. Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Such a woman."
Mo Yan raised one of his beautiful eyebrows, smiled brilliantly, danced wildly, and said to the phone, "Thank you!"
Master Feng frowned, not understanding what was going on with this family.
After hanging up the phone, Mo Yan looked at Mo Yuan funny, "Tsk, tsk, he's so despised. It's okay. Let's find another one. If he dares to disobey you, I'll castrate him."
Mo Yuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Daddy, you have to castrate a few times to vent your anger; I must have inherited it from my mother, pity my wounded heart since I was young, it's a shadow, it will be a lifelong shadow."
Mo Jie: "``````" Mommy is prettier than you, even if she inherited it from you, she is mutated.
He Chufeng waited for almost ten minutes before the Mo family called back, with a cold voice, just like Mo Jie. He is a person without too many emotions, so his voice was very cold, "What do you want from me?"
"Can you use your huge information system to help me check my dad's current safety?" Master Feng rarely asks for help, and he doesn't know why he asked Mo Jie. He just subconsciously thought that Mo Jie would be so helpful. , "Just treat it as a favor for rescuing you on the island."
Mo Jie frowned, "Where did your dad go? Give me an approximate location."
"I don't know the specifics. I just know that he was in Colombia, and his ports in the Caribbean and Gulf of Mexico were threatened, so this was a lure tactic. My dad and mommy were angry, and dad was impulsive and went to Colombia by himself."
"Is your dad a drug dealer?" Mo Jie exclaimed.
Master Feng roared angrily, "Your daddy is the human trafficker."
"Um, okay, I'll check with you right now. Open your computer and connect to me. I'll send you the password and system identification device right away. Use my satellite tracking. Your dad is not a rookie, so don't worry. If you can't get rid of even that, why should you be the overlord in Mexico?"
Mo Jie was arrogant, unruly, confident, elegant, and ruthless at every turn. When Master Feng heard this, he smiled lightly, "Of course I know what to do."
The two were connected. Mo Jie was typing something on the computer, and then sent a large number of identification codes. Mo Yuan stood aside and asked calmly, "Uncle He is in trouble?"
"You guessed it right, it should be the drug cartel from last time, and it is also the force behind the Colombian drug company. Mo Yuan, please find mommy."
"What are you looking for for me?" The enchanting and sexy woman came slowly from upstairs, with suspicion in her eyes. Mo Jie pointed at the computer, "Mommy, something happened to the Golden Peacock, and I'm looking for your help."
When Xia Chen heard this, she became excited and stepped forward to take the computer from Mo Jie's hand, "Great, the golden peacock is about to be plucked."
Mo Yuan, Mo Jie: "``````"
The golden peacock must hate people like you who take pleasure in misfortune. Mommy, can you be more conscious?
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