Taking Mo Huan's expression into his eyes, the cold-faced Bingshan unlocked the door without changing his expression, then subconsciously took a half step back and turned slightly sideways, as if he was a bit humble.
If it were done by a handsome young man, this would indeed be an act of a gentleman who knows etiquette and observes integrity.
But for him——
"Go in."
Two cold words squeezed out from his slightly pale thin lips.
It was very impressive, but it also vividly expressed the feeling he gave Mo Huan that he could cherish words like gold.
Mo Huan didn't care and just raised his eyebrows.
Her eyes glanced at him, and a playful sneer appeared at the corner of her mouth: "Didn't you say that your master invited me and Cynthia to come as guests? Why, is this how you treat guests?"
They were intercepted halfway, threatened and escorted, and forced to separate...
I would like to ask, which family receives guests like this?
If you receive guests like this, I'm afraid the guests will be frightened out of their wits!
But for Mo Huan's sarcasm, the person in front of him didn't care at all. His voice was still cold, his face was ice-cold, and he didn't have any emotional fluctuations.
"Go in, I'm only responsible for sending you here."
He coldly threw out an explanation.
As soon as she finished speaking, the cold-faced Bingshan stared at her.
A pair of eyes with slightly narrowed pupils, like a falcon.
Look at her posture again, as if if she dared not to go in, he would kick her in the back and force her to go in.
Mo Huan hated this feeling.
That was the feeling she had when she was a child, when she first came to the Mo family and was bullied. It made her particularly uncomfortable and made her feel ashamed!
Involuntarily, she raised her eyebrows and let out a disdainful sneer from her nose, with a hint of emotional irritation, but she also deliberately made things difficult for him.
"Don't worry, I can walk in by myself without you kicking me. But before I go in, you have to let me ask you a question. Otherwise... I broke into this dragon's den and I won't feel at ease!"
Her voice was slightly joking, but it sounded strange and sinister, making people feel a little uncomfortable and felt hairy on their backs.
But the iceberg face didn't seem to hear it.
He frowned slightly, thought for a moment, and tied three fingers.
He raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes full of serious emotions: "Three."
Mo Huan was stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding what he meant.
However, looking at the expression on his face and eyes, she could vaguely feel that he was not playing tricks on her, but answered her request after thinking seriously.
But this... doesn't seem to be consistent with common sense?
Could it be said that the kidnappers these days are also highly qualified, asking a question, and they also offer buy one, get two free?
Is this a question sale!
"You can only ask three questions." Looking at Mo Huan's confused face, the iceberg-faced man paused patiently, and then added in time, "I can answer them."
Three?
Can he answer?
This...what and what?!
Mo Huan felt that communicating with normal people was a very troublesome thing, but communicating with the person in front of him would only be more troublesome than anything else!
She pressed her temples with a slight headache, but she also understood what he meant.
However, what he said was the same as what he didn't say.
What does it mean that he can answer?
That is to say, whether he answers or not depends entirely on his will. He will answer if it does not touch his bottom line or violate his principles. But it touches his bottom line and violates the principled issue that he needs to keep secret for his master, and
His professional ethics, then he wouldn't say anything.
