"I'm sorry, brother!" Mo Bei raised his hand and wiped his lips, "I offended you just now."
"actually, I……"
Before he could finish speaking, Mo Bei had already interrupted him, "I want to stay alone for a while. You can go out."
"Okay, I'll talk to you when you feel better." Mo Wen raised his hand to help her tidy up her shirt, exited the room, and closed the door for her considerately.
Striding to the bathroom, Mo Bei washed her face hurriedly, raised the mirror and looked at her water-stained face in the mirror, her tone was low.
"Jiao Yang, now that you have stepped out of Luo Xiaoqian's shadow, you will definitely meet someone more suitable for you. I wish you good luck."
He is from a noble family, and her identity seems bright, but if you look closely, it has countless stains. It is impossible for such a person to be together with him, and what she is facing now is a huge crisis.
, neither Joey nor Du Wei are cheap, and she doesn't want to involve him.
Because of Luo Xiaoqian, he has already suffered too much. In the remaining time, he should live a peaceful and happy life.
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After leaving Mo Bei's villa, Jiao Yang walked along the road towards the city. Several taxis passed by, but he did not wave to stop them.
He originally thought that as long as he found her and explained everything clearly, everything would be solved. But now that she was found, with this result, he naturally felt extremely depressed.
The sight of Mo Bei and Mo Wen being "close" flashed before his eyes. He shook his head in annoyance and put his hand into his pocket, only to find nothing.
After quitting that kind of life before, he now barely touches cigarettes, and there is no trace of cigarettes on his body.
Noticing a convenience store not far ahead, he strode in, took a pack of cigarettes from the shelf, paid and walked out. Suddenly he remembered that he had no cigarettes, so he walked back into the convenience store and took a pack of cigarettes from the shelf.
I took a lighter and opened my wallet, but there was no change inside, so I had no choice but to hand over a full bill.
"Excuse me."
"It doesn't matter."
The cashier took the money with a smile, put the newspaper in his hand on the counter, and gave him change.
Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed the newspaper on the cashier counter. Jiao Yang raised his eyebrows suddenly and reached out to take the newspaper. The headline of the newspaper was a huge photo of Mo Bei. It reported Mo Wenxiu's death and also said that Mo Bei would meet
Regarding taking over the Mo family, it was even said that Mo Bei would be the youngest arms queen in the world.
Although Jiao Yang has not been in London for many years, he is also familiar with Mo's Company. This company was originally just a metal craft factory, but later relied on its huge financial resources to annex a large British company in just a few years.
The arms company has become one of the top arms companies in Europe.
However, Jiao Yang never knew that the person in charge of this arms company would be Mo Wenxiu, nor did he expect that Mo Bei would be the heir to the company.
"Your change, sir." The cashier handed him the change.
"Can you sell me this newspaper together?" Jiao Yang asked.
The female cashier smiled sweetly and said, "I've finished reading it. If you want it, just take it."
"Thank you." After saying thank you, Jiao Yang walked out of the convenience store with the newspaper and carefully read the entire news report under the street lights.
