The Host is Getting Beautiful Every Day

   Chapter 1511 I am killing the Quartet in the rich and powerful (81)

   An oppressive voice came from outside the door, causing everyone to turn their heads subconsciously.

   The little fox raised his eyes, and in his eyes there was a handsome face similar to Li Zihao next to him.

   is Li Moyao.

  The man didn't seem to sleep well last night, and there is still a touch of bluish black right now, but apart from the slight dark circles under his eyes, Li Moyao is still wearing a suit and leather shoes as usual.

Even in summer, the man still wears a thin black suit jacket with a white shirt and black trousers underneath. There are hardly any creases on the fabric, and when it is put on Li Moyao, there is even more. A silent kind of handsomeness and majesty.

  …

Because of Li Moyao's appearance, Li Zihao, who was standing beside the little fox, became obviously nervous, and even subconsciously put his hand on the little fox's shoulder, announcing the unusual closeness of the two, and also advertised his possession of Su Qinghuan. want.

  yo hoo, it seems that where the two brothers of the Li family will appear in the future, the Shura Field is inevitable.

   The little fox raised his eyebrows. If it was the original owner, he would have kept his distance from Li Zihao because of Li Moyao's appearance, but the little fox was very calm and did not shake Li Zihao's hand.

   And Li Moyao also obviously noticed Li Zihao's protest-like actions. What the man cares more about is the little fox's acquiescence.

  Li Moyao frowned subconsciously, and a faint uncomfortable feeling emerged in his heart.

   This feeling was unprecedented, but like a thin needle, it pierced into the deepest part of Li Moyao's heart.

  Li Moyao's eyes fell unhappy on Li Zihao's hand resting on the little fox's shoulder, but after two or three seconds, Li Moyao forced himself to look away again, his eyes fixed on the little fox.

   He pulled the corners of his lips, not knowing how to express his closeness to Su Qinghuan, so he clumsily took the way he thought was good for Su Qinghuan.

   "Miss Su, if you don't like Patek Philippe, or you don't like watches, I can give you something else as a thank you gift."

   "No, I don't need it."

   Seeing Su Qinghuan's rejection without hesitation, Li Zihao's heart was filled with joy, but he couldn't say it clearly at the moment, and Li Moyao obviously didn't have such a good mood.

   The man's brows furrowed more and more, and he almost twisted out a word of Sichuan.

   "So, you don't like the gift I gave you"

  Su Qinghuan looked at Li Moyao mockingly.

"Is this strange? I said that I rescued Xiaobai out of volition and good fortune. I didn't accept your gift, and I followed my heart. After all, in the past, you didn't lose all the gifts I gave you. Is there a trash can?"

   What made Su Qinghuan feel the most distressed about the original owner was not that Li Moyao repeatedly trampled on the original owner's will.

   But the original owner tried his best to prepare gifts for Li Moyao every time, including Li Moyao's birthday every year.

   At that time, the original owner was not favored in the Su family, and some living expenses were very limited. She came from a wealthy family, and she may not even be able to match the treatment of a middle-class only daughter in City A.

  Perhaps the total value of all the gifts that the original owner gave to Li Moyao is not as valuable as this Patek Philippe women's watch, but it is out of sincerity, and what the original owner can give Li Moyao is the best.

   But whether it was the original owner's homemade hand-baked biscuits, carefully selected blue gypsophila, men's ties, men's perfumes, men's cufflinks, etc. from light luxury brands, Li Moyao threw them away after coldly accepting them.

   And Li Moyao never remembered the original owner's birthday, graduation ceremony and other important days in his life, let alone the return gift.

The original owner was really stupid at that time, and he was still comforting himself. Maybe it was just that Li Moyao was too straight and too rigid. In his world, there were only scientific research and studies. Once he left school, he was forced to take over the Li family's group business. He's too busy and doesn't understand romance.

  Although he didn't give himself a gift, but Li Moyao took her things, the original owner never saw that Li Moyao would take things given by other girls, so she was still different.

   At that time, the original owner deceived herself and thought that she was Li Moyao's righteous fiancee. As long as he always treated him like this, even if he didn't have any active emotional value, then she would follow him admiringly, and she would be sweet in her heart.

  The original owner never thought that Li Moyao not only didn't even have a liking for her, but he could take her gift perfunctorily and throw it away, but he just thought the original owner was a shield that could solve many troubles.

After all, having a nominal fiancée can offset a lot of trouble for someone like Li Moyao who doesn't like to be in contact with the opposite sex. Before he graduated and took charge of the Li Group, it was even easier for Li's parents and Li's mother. There is an explanation.

   And when he has the complete right to speak, he doesn't even need this shield.

  It sounds cool and cruel, but it’s the truth.

   The original owner didn't see clearly what he meant in Li Moyao's heart at all, and he invested too much in his expectations of love, adding an illusory "male god" character to Li Moyao, and naturally it was easy to lose everything in the love scene.

  …

  Li Moyao heard Su Qinghuan's words, and after the first second of surprise, his eyes suddenly froze like ice, and quickly froze.

   A faint blue vein burst out from his forehead, and the atmosphere took a turn for the worse because of the change in the man's aura.

   At this moment of silence when the needle was dropped, a soft meowing sound suddenly resounded through everyone's eardrums.

  “Meow~”

   With the coquettish meowing of a cat, Su Qinghuan suddenly felt a heavy weight in his hand, and the snow-white dumpling that she rescued last night jumped into her arms unexpectedly.

   The little fox bowed his head in a complicated mood, and saw that Xiaobai was looking at her with a pain that was as bright as a gem. He also stretched out his extremely pleasant long tail and gently rubbed the little fox's arm.

   seems to be saying, don't get angry.

  …

  Although Su Qinghuan hated Li Moyao, he could treat the lovable mandarin duck-eyed lion cat like Xiaobai separately.

   She immediately reached out and stroked Xiaobai's hair.

   And Li Moyao also obviously noticed the girl's unguarded eyebrows. Her eyes were gentle, and the curvature of her lips was slightly raised. This way, it was completely different from when she looked at him mockingly.

   And Xiaobai, too, for this little fox, he was so close, even more so than his master.

   A strange look flashed in Li Moyao's eyes. If it was yesterday, he was still a little sullen and angry, but at this moment, he felt that this scene softened his heart abnormally.

   The dark eyes of the man narrowed, and the ice in his eyes dissipated, replaced by a faint guilt that was not easy to detect.

   "If I apologize to you for what I did in the past, would you accept it?"

   He has always been emotionally indifferent and treated others like a mustard, but at this moment he doesn't mind and treats Su Qinghuan better.

   (end of this chapter)