Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

This change is unsettling.

Over the years, Yao Shengming has been tolerant and restraining the violence in his heart.

Now that Yao Rong and Zhuo Bi are together, he is chilled, and his original character burst out instantly, out of control.

"Look at this." Xiao Mohan stood up, put his left hand in his pocket, turned around and walked to the balcony, holding a goblet in his right hand, shaking it lightly, a hint of actuarial calculation flashed in his quiet and charming eyes.

He looked at the blurred lights of the bar, like the master of the night, the fate of everyone was at his discretion.

"How could this happen?" Wenshui lowered his head, looked at the paternity test, stood up abruptly, and the red wine was swept down by him and splashed on him.

Always pay attention to asking about water, but ignore the fact that the clothes are stained.

Wenshui stepped forward quickly, stood beside Xiao Mohan, and asked in a low voice: "Han, when did you get this thing? If so, does Yao Rong know?"

"Since the Yao family chose to hide it, why should we tell the truth?" Xiao Mohan raised his sword eyebrows, with a cold and dark light shining in his eyes.

He shook the red wine and looked at the dark red liquid in the glass, which formed a beautiful arc in the glass. He put the glass aside heavily.

"Yao Chengming wants to deal with the surname Hei, we can help him." Xiao Mohan narrowed his silent black eyes, and his voice was as cold and tough as an ice sculpture.

Wen Shui lay there, propped his head on his hands, and said, "You want to use Yao Shengming to deal with him and find out the power of the Hei family over the years, but the power of the Hei family has accumulated for so many years, and it may be difficult to eliminate."

Wen Shui raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and took a sip of the red wine in the glass.

"What does it matter?" Xiao Mohan drank his wine, turned around and walked back to the private room.

When he turned around, he turned to a corner of the bar, sat quietly with the drinkers, and said, "Shen Junmian?"

Wen Shui followed his gaze, and it turned out that he was indeed the heir of the Shen family. He was friends with Yao Shengming, but he was put together by Yao Shengming, and now he was drinking and trying to save him.

Wen Shui listened to his words, Xiao Mohan has always been unfathomable, but for their brothers, he values ​​love and righteousness, and can go through life and death.

"Should I try him?" Wenshui looked at Shen Junmian deeply, thinking.

Xiao Mohan didn't speak, but stared at the red liquid with deep black eyes, walked to the sofa and sat down, took out a gold pen to write an account number, and handed it to Wenshui.

"I'll find this person later, and let him come forward." Xiao Mohan said in a deep voice.

Everything is under his control, absolutely no mistakes are allowed.

"Okay." Wenshui took over the account, put it in his pocket, and was about to leave with his coat, when he suddenly thought of something, he pretended to smile, approached him and asked, "Han, have you felt weak lately?"

Xiao Mohan frowned, glanced at him coldly, and touched his nose with Wenshui.

"I found something, is there a way for Chuchu to take it?" Xiao Mohan inadvertently showed worry in his eyes, and Gu Chuyan seemed to be in good health.

But because she was injured in the dead bamboo forest before, and soaked in ice water, she lost too much blood many times, which caused some damage to her body.

"Sister-in-law's body is too weak. If you make up too much, the gain will not be worth the loss." Wen Shui said, throwing his coat aside, sitting on the sofa, stroking his temples a little irritably.

"Grandpa Xiao came to me the day before yesterday and asked about the physical condition of you and sister-in-law. I fooled you. If the person who asked the question found out, I wouldn't have dealt with you." Wen Shui was extremely distressed.

"Yeah." Xiao Mohan narrowed his black eyes, showing complicated emotions.