The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

"Forget it, I know you are always unreliable in critical moments!" Luo Liyan was a little irritated and held her head in her hands.

Even if this Mo Jingxuan is really the mission host of the Rebirth Club, how does he know his birthday in the original world? !

And he also used his birthday as a power-on password!

Who in the original world has such a good relationship with me? ! ,

Luo Liyan's head was spinning with thoughts. She thought about all the people she had come into contact with in her original world and the people who could remember her birthday, but she couldn't guess who Mo Jingxuan was.

However, regardless of who he is, if he is really like me and entered this world later, then his sudden change in his attitude towards himself will be justified.

Maybe he is the target of his strategy.

Luo Liyan didn't know whether she should be happy or angry.

This time it was better, he was no longer a substitute, but became a mission.

Helplessly sighing heavily, she decided not to think about Mo Jingxuan's matter for now.

Right now, the most important thing is to resolve the recording matter first.

***

"Perfect! Super perfect!"

In the studio, several people gathered in front of the computer to watch the new fashion blockbuster that had just been shot, and all of them showed amazing expressions.

"Jingxuan, are you really..." An Haoyi raised his hand, excitedly wanting to pat Mo Jingxuan who was standing aside, but was stopped abruptly by his cold eyes.

Touching his head in embarrassment, he smiled, "I thought it would be a bit unorthodox for you to be abstinent at such an age, but I didn't expect you to be surprisingly stunning."

Mo Jingxuan raised his eyebrows and glanced at him without saying anything. Just when he was about to take out his phone to check his little girl's Weibo and see what status she had updated daily, a text message from his mother came over.

Mom: Brat, what are you doing out so late at night? Why don't you come back soon to give Yanyan tutoring lessons?

The little guy surrendered himself so quickly? !

Mo Jingxuan raised his eyebrows, and a smile flashed in his deep eyes. He straightened his clothes in the mirror and felt they were okay. Then he replied "Okay" and strode out. .

"Jingxuan, where are you going? We haven't finished shooting today's movie yet!" An Haoyi hurriedly chased after him.

"Go home." Mo Jingxuan put his hands in his pockets, his smile disappeared, and he looked at An Haoyi intently, obviously dissatisfied with his obstruction.

"Is it about your little Qingmei again?!" An Haoyi asked jokingly.

Their Jingxuan family is usually a workaholic when there is no Miss Luo, but no matter how important the matter is, he has to stand aside when it comes to the trivial matters of his family.

So An Haoyi knew that it was useless to stop him, so he hurriedly confessed to the people in the studio behind him, and then left with Mo Jingxuan.

As soon as he got in the car, Mo Jingxuan's cell phone rang again.

Mom: What kind of concert are you going to hold at this time when you are doing well? ! Yanyan's parents have gone abroad, and she will live in our house for a month.

Mo Jingxuan's happy mood suddenly dropped after seeing this message, "Concert..."

Just as he started to speak, he suddenly paused, his two sword-shaped eyebrows deepening like heavy clouds.

"What happened to the concert? My ancestors, are you trying to change something again? Don't worry, we have done it perfectly." An Haoyi thought about how he has been manipulated in the past few months. Looking at the life with a microscope to find faults, he immediately raised his hands and begged to surrender.