Yan Tianxing left the bracelet on his left wrist naturally.
He hooked his fingers in his pocket and found another bracelet, but after hesitating for a moment, Mo Shangyun still said: "...just one."
Yan Tianxing looked her over, then strode out of the chess room.
Mo Shangyun had no fun staying alone in the chess room, so he followed Yan Tianxing out, one behind the other, but saw two middle-aged parents among the elders walking past.
"This young couple..."
When passing by the two of them, one of them muttered in a very ambiguous tone.
Mo Shangyun raised his hand and touched his left ear, pretending that he was deaf.
When she looked up, she found Yan Tianxing looking at her, with a half-smiling expression.
Mo Shangjun said: "Look, you are more familiar with this place than me. You can do whatever you want while I go around."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Shangyun left first.
Although her attitude towards the guests was extremely bad, Yan Tianxing did not bother her.
Dinner was about to start, so Mo Shangyun walked around and said hello to a few of his peers - just saying hello, after all, they all had nothing in common, so they just talked about superficial topics.
Of course, there were also people who were asked about the situation between her and Yan Tianxing, but Mo Shangjun was very good at Tai Chi and went around without saying a few key points.
Ten minutes later, Mo Shangyun got out of the crowd with a headache. As he passed by the backyard, he unexpectedly saw Yan Tianxing and Zheng Yihong standing in the yard.
It was already dark, and although the lights were on in the backyard, most of them had gone to the front hall to prepare for dinner. The backyard was empty, so the appearance of these two people was particularly abrupt and conspicuous.
Although these two people have the same profession, when they stand together, their painting styles are completely different, which is full of a sense of contradiction.
Yan Tianxing has a cool and dignified temperament. When he wears casual clothes, he always has the air of a famous gentleman, but Zheng Yihong is wearing short sleeves and long trousers, with a cigarette in his mouth, and he looks like a rough old man. Even though he is also eye-catching.
rough guy.
When Mo Shangjun passed by, he heard words like "Chen Lu" and "S Group", but neither of them took it lightly. As soon as she stopped, they both stopped talking in unison and turned their heads towards
She looked over here.
The look in his eyes changed from alert to natural, and the change only happened in an instant, but he couldn't escape Mo Shangjun's eyes.
Mo Shangjun put his hand in his trouser pocket, raised his eyebrows at them, and asked, "Do you know them?"
After taking off the cigarette and stubbing it out, Zheng Yihong said: "We just met."
"We just met and you came here to have a tryst?" Mo Shangjun asked with a smile.
Zheng Yihong was stunned for a moment.
Yan Tianxing said calmly: "Do you want to come together?"
"Okay."
Mo Shangyun responded cheerfully, raised his legs and walked towards them.
After glancing at Yan Tianxing, Zheng Yihong said: "You guys chat."
Zheng Yihong walked to the door, and the two met on the road. Mo Shangjun stopped to look at him, but Zheng Yihong glanced at her helplessly and walked past her.
Mo Shangjun frowned slightly.
Mysterious.
When she turned sideways and looked at the door, Zheng Yihong's back flashed past.
Mo Shangyun asked Yan Tianxing, "Did we really just meet?"
"Um."
Yan Tianxing nodded lightly.
This is true.
He met Zheng Yihong for the first time.
However, he knew Zheng Yihong's boss, and the intelligence information he needed to obtain for this cooperative mission through Lin Jian and Ruan Yan came from Zheng Yihong.
Mo Shangjun lowered his eyebrows and looked like a fool, and asked expressionlessly: "Then why are you talking about Chen Lu and Group S?"
Yan Tianxing said: "Let's have a chat."
Mo Shangjun frowned.
"Now is not the time to talk about this," Yan Tianxing walked up to her and whispered, "I will tell you when I have accurate information."
Mo Shangyun suddenly raised her head, and when Yan Tianxing was about to walk past her, she raised her hand to stop him, "Not the shotgun, but the S regiment?"
Grabbing her wrist, Yan Tianxing pressed her hand back and said, "Go and eat."
"Hold."
Mo Shangjun cursed angrily.
Then, closely behind Yan Tianxing.
Yan Tianxing didn't say a word. Mo Shangjun's eyebrows were full of uncontrollable annoyance, and even the look in his eyes was mixed with a bit of anger. Some relatives saw it and wondered if they had quarreled, but Mo Shangjun was
After taking a look, even this idea was suppressed directly.
Is there any need to say that?
It was definitely a quarrel!
Yan Tianxing had a severe headache.
…
There were so many friends and relatives that we couldn't fit them all at one table, so we separated them into several tables.
Logically speaking, if people of the same generation and immediate family members sit together, juniors like Mo Shangyun can only step aside. However, in Mo Yi, Cen Feng's table was a surprise. Mo Yi pulled Yan Tianxing to sit very close to the next door.
I don’t know who it was left for, but Mo Shangyun took it openly and openly. Anyway, no one said it was wrong.
Looking around, except for the two juniors Mo Shangjun and Yan Tianxing, the rest of the table were all male elders, and none of them, such as Mo Shangshuang and Zheng Yihong, were there. Even Mo Linzhu consciously went to sit somewhere else.
However, no one said anything wrong with Mo Shangjun.
——The Mo family looked at the strict rules, but unexpectedly they were quite liberal.
Mo Shangyun, who originally sat down on impulse, muttered to himself when he saw this situation, wondering if it was time for him to change his view of the Mo family.
I never thought that this position was originally reserved for her. (To be continued)