The Rebirth of the National Goddess

The heavy rain came and went quickly.

The air is filled with the smell of earth after the rain.

Very refreshing.

The black Bugatti Veyron almost blended into the night.

Mo Qianjue held an umbrella and just looked in the direction of the Bugatti Veyron.

Chu Jin was standing beside him.

His umbrella was still tilted towards her, and the water droplets on the tip of the umbrella fell drop by drop on Mo Qianjue's shoulder.

A moment later, the door was pulled open.

A slender and powerful long leg first stepped out from the car door. Looking along that long leg at night, one can see a sharp and stern facial features. A face as delicate as a knife is hidden in the night, appearing hazy and mysterious. A powerful and cold aura is irresistible.

The Patriarch of the Mo family who slaughtered the city as a young man was famous in the three worlds.

The unparalleled son of the lawless city is also a deterrent to the Quartet.

Both of them have heard each other's reputation.

But never met.

It belongs to the kind where the king does not see the king.

Did not expect to meet in such a situation.

Although Mo Qianjue had never met Mo Zhixuan, he also knew that the man opposite was Mo Zhixuan.

He lightly raised his long eyebrows, and looked at Mo Zhixuan calmly.

The man is tall, with long and straight legs wrapped under handmade suit pants. His figure is slender and straight. Frost, the whole body is exuding coldness, her lips are very thin, almost pursed into a line, people with thin lips are ruthless, and I don't know how Chu Jin likes such a ruthless person.

Subconsciously, Mo Qianjue didn't like the Patriarch of the Mo family.

This kind of person is extremely cold, indifferent, serious and rigid, without any tenderness at all, and there is no fun at all with him.

Chu Jin's vision is really bad!

And it's extremely bad.

The two men looked at each other, seemingly calm and peaceful, but in fact they were full of gunpowder.

Neither of them looked down upon the other.

"Thank you, sir, for sending my fiancée back." Mo Zhixuan took the lead to break the calm, took three steps in two, grabbed Chu Jin's wrist, pulled her to his side, and swore possession.

"You're welcome," Mo Qianjue put away the umbrella, politely, with a gentle tone, "This is what I should do."

In a word, it is very artistic.

This is what I should do.

It was as if he was sending his girlfriend off.

so natural.

Mo Zhixuan looked as usual.

"Mr. Mo, this is my fiancé Mo Zhixuan." Chu Jin took the initiative to introduce, she had a premonition that if she didn't say this, her little wrist would be broken by Mo Zhixuan up.

Sure enough, after these words, half of the man's anger subsided, and his strength was not so great.

"It turns out to be the Patriarch of the Mo family. I have admired him for a long time." Mo Qianjue took the initiative to extend his right hand towards Mo Zhixuan, "I am Mo Qianjue."

Mo Zhixuan stretched out his hand to hold his hand, and said two words very coldly and proudly, "Ashamed."

A contest between two men begins with a handshake.

It seems that the other party has no effort.

The face is also gentle and rainy, and even has a faint smile.

In fact, secretly, the two had fought for several rounds.

The waves are dark.

When rivals in love meet each other, they are extremely jealous!

No one gave in to the other between the two, and they both exerted their greatest mental strength.

"Mr. Mo is not feeling well? His face is so pale?" After a long while, Mo Zhixuan let go, his face was normal, and his voice was deep and calm.

Fuck! This person is shameless! ? I am obviously thanks to him for doing this! How dare he say such a thing!

Mo Qianjue held his breath, not being able to make it, especially uncomfortable!

A pair of sharp Ruifeng eyes stared at Mo Zhixuan closely, and there was a murderous look in the dark eyes.

Mo Zhixuan just glanced at him lightly, and the corners of his thin lips slightly raised, "It's getting late, and elderly people should not stay up late, especially those with a weak physique like Mr. Mo, let alone brag about it." The night wind is blowing, and his face turned pale, Mr. Mo should go back to rest earlier, and Ah Jin and I will not keep you." Mr. Mo said seriously, and when he finished speaking, he walked into the house with his arms around Chu Jin's shoulders .

Older people?

The frail elderly? !

Mo Qianjue was about to die of anger! But he couldn't directly rush up to fight Mo Zhixuan.

It's out of style to fight or something!

He could only watch the two of them enter the house. After a while, he got into the car full of anger, started the engine and drove away.

Mo Zhixuan, right?

An indifferent and cold man.

A woman would not like this kind of man.

Since he can make his first fiancée bow down for him, he can naturally make his second fiancée bend down for him.

Speaking of which, he even indirectly gave Mo Zhixuan a cuckold.

If it weren't for him, the current Mo Zhixuan would probably have reached a positive result with Zheng Chuyi.

Thinking of this, Mo Qianjue's face softened a lot, and the pain in his hand also eased a lot.

So what about mental strength? In terms of charm, he is still not as good as himself.

Such an incomprehensible wood, whoever falls in love with him will be blind!