Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Xiao Mohan returned to the bedroom, stretched out his hands to rub his temples, his tall body suddenly leaned forward, he supported one side, sat on the sofa, closed his eyes and meditated.

The phone placed on the coffee table vibrated constantly.

"Hello." Xiao Mohan held the phone, and answered in a deep voice.

On the other end of the phone, there was silence at first, and Madam Xiao's voice sounded.

"Mo Han, it's me." Mrs. Xiao's voice was filled with endless warmth, very soft.

She was a little nervous, holding the phone.

"Mother." Xiao Mohan's voice was a little deep, he opened his eyes suddenly, clasped the phone tightly with his fingertips, his Adam's apple moved, and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"

"Okay, I'm fine. What's wrong with her, did I... Did I scare her before?" Mrs. Xiao asked with some guilt, obviously still brooding over what happened before.

"No." Xiao Mohan said in a low voice.

"That's good, that's good." Mrs. Xiao listened, her voice choked up, and she smiled chicly, "It's said that my son is blessed, it's true."

"How is your body?" Xiao Mohan asked.

She hesitated, and finally hung up the phone with an excuse.

"Kuukou" someone knocked on the door outside, Xiao Mohan got up, opened the door and walked out.

At the end of the corridor, the figure of Wenshui stood there, looking at the scenery at night, when he heard footsteps, he turned around slowly and said, "Are you all right?"

"Why are you here?" Xiao Mohan asked.

Asking about Shui's evil and fair handsome face, he looked up at Xiao Mohan, stood up straight, and asked: "I have heard about what happened tonight, what's going on?"

Xiao Mohan remained silent, turned around and walked towards the study, Wenshui followed behind.

"Crack" a book was thrown over, and Wenshui reached out to catch it.

"Look." Xiao Mohan said, Wenshui looked down at the ancient book in his hand, he flipped it casually, but read it carefully, looking at the words on it.

He looked at Xiao Mohan in astonishment, saw the red wine he handed over, Wen Shui stretched out his hand to catch it.

"What's the situation?" Asking for water and drinking red wine, he asked anxiously.

Xiao Mohan remained silent, glanced at him with black eyes, sat on the sofa upright, tapped the armrest with his fingertips a few times, and said in a deep voice: "The surname Hei seems to be too idle recently."

"This young master didn't pay attention." Wenshui was a little embarrassed.

"He's looking for Gu Yan." Xiao Mohan clasped the goblet with his slender fingertips, shook it lightly a few times, squinted at Wenshui, and said, "It's not as good as you..."

Wenshui sat on the sofa, looking a little lazy, but it made him exude a dignified aura, as if he was born with it.

"Pfft." He took a sip of red wine and sprayed it out.

Wenshui's beautiful peach eyes stared at Xiao Mohan's handsome face.

"Han, are you sure?" Wenshui was a little excited, touching his chin with his fingertips, and asked.

Xiao Mohan raised his black eyes, gave him a cold look, and asked, "Do I seem to be joking?"

Wenshui picked up the red wine, drank it all in one gulp, put down the goblet heavily, wiped his mouth with his hand, got up and rolled up his sleeves, and said, "Do it."

Wenshui left in a hurry, Xiao Mohan was left alone in the study.

He picked up the book and flipped through it. When Han Changqing came back, he looked at him worriedly, and said in a low voice, "Master."

"Ah Qing." Xiao Mohan rubbed his temples, gave him a casual look, and motioned him to sit down. Han Changqing was a little uneasy, and always felt that it was not a good feeling.

A high-end system apartment, let's walk in quickly.

"Ah." Gu Yan was pinched by his neck, and he lifted it up forcefully.

"Pretend to be crazy and act stupid, thinking you are a fool?" Wen Shui smiled coldly.

Gu Yan was so excited that his eyes turned red.