He looked about thirty years old, handsome and extraordinary. He wears a pair of gold-wire glasses, his temperament is elegant, but he faintly has a momentum that ordinary people do not have, the corners of his lips hook up a good-looking arc, he looked down slightly, and after a closer look, Mo Ye's appearance also followed him four points, obviously, he is Mo Ye's father.

The hand couldn't help but clench, the whole person tensed, and after a while, Mo Ye let go of his hand, stood up, and left the room without adding clothes.

Although the night of Chinese New Year's Eve was lively, it was also very cold, just like his heart covered in ice.

As soon as Mo Ye left the villa door, two black-clothed bodyguards followed.

Mo Ye glanced at them expressionlessly and said, "I don't need you to follow." ”

A dark-skinned bodyguard hesitated: "Little master, it is our profession to protect you, please allow us to follow." ”

They can't let the little master go out alone, it's not safe.

These two people were arranged by his grandfather to protect him, and after getting along for a few days, Mo Ye also knew their stubbornness, and knew that they would not listen to him, his face was not very good, and he stepped out without saying a word.

The feeling of oppression on his body suddenly disappeared, and the two bodyguards secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

The little young master was only eleven years old, and they treated him like a child before, but they didn't expect that as soon as they met, the sense of oppression that the little young master gave them was not inferior to that of the old man.

Sure enough, it's not a family that doesn't enter the door, and even the momentum is so similarly powerful.

Who said that the Mo family in the capital would decline? They were the first to go up and slap him in the mouth.

With the little master like this, will the Mo family decline?

No, absolutely not, on the contrary, they still have a strong feeling that if the young master takes over the Mo family in the future, the Mo family will only surpass the peak of the past and go to the next level!

With the little master here, the rise of the Mo family is just around the corner!

……

"Little Feather, let's go over there to play!" Luo Weiwei didn't say a word, took Feng Lingyu's hand and left, Feng Lingyu was helpless and didn't refuse to follow.

Over there, there was no one there, it was empty enough, and it was exactly what she wanted.

"Wei Wei ......" just hadn't walked over, and there was a cry full of surprise not far away, Feng Lingyu looked up and saw a girl about three years old running towards this side.

Seeing the person clearly, Luo Weiwei's face was still very happy, and the smile on her lips quickly converged, her voice was a little alienated and muffled, and finally said: "Yingying." ”

The little girl called Yingying ran in front of them before stopping, as if she didn't notice Luo Weiwei's alienation, and said, "Weiwei, I went to my grandmother's house these days, do you miss me!"

Feng Lingyu looked at Mu Yingying and secretly raised her eyebrows.

Isn't this the little girl who stood next to Weiwei who fell into the water that day?

The Luocheng couple, who were talking with the Feng Lingyun brothers on the side, saw Mu Yingying, and their faces changed imperceptibly, especially Shi Xi, their eyes were full of displeasure, but in the end they still covered up the past.

This change between the two of them naturally attracted the attention of the Feng family brothers, and they looked up.

It was a little girl, wearing a warm pink dress, with two small pigtails on her head, her facial features were exquisite, and she was talking to Luo Weiwei skillfully in a correct tone.

Luo Weiwei half-lowered her eyes, and her voice was faint: "Yingying, you also come out to play." ”