Mo Beichen hadn't eaten a good meal for several days, and now in the face of these old acquaintances who were barely enemies, he was not polite, his appetite was better than just now, and soon, the four side dishes on the table and a bottle of wine were wiped out.

After eating, wiping his mouth and patting his slightly swollen stomach, he burped loudly, and then let out a long sigh of relief. These movements are done in one go, so smooth that there is no gap.

When he looked up, he found that the three people at the same table were all staring at him, as if they had seen some strange scene, and the movements in their hands stopped.

And these gazes, with Gonggong Wu's eyes being the most dissatisfied, his brows furrowed tightly, obviously with a disgusted expression.

Xia Lingran was still cold, but she still politely put aside her eyes and didn't see it.

And Mo Junyan, who had always complicated Mo Beichen's heart, also stared at him coldly, and still did not change at all after meeting Mo Beichen's gaze, as if it was not himself who was rude, but others.

Seeing the expressions of these three people, Mo Beichen felt a burst of annoyance in his heart for no reason, especially this father-in-law Wu who was neither male nor female.

Slapping the table vigorously, Mo Beichen suddenly snatched the cup of daughter red that was resting on the left hand side of Gonggong Wu, and then, without changing his face, he raised his head and drank, and only after drinking about half of it did he put it heavily in front of him, and said indifferently: "Half a part of the wine." When I have finished drinking, the rest will be yours. After eating and drinking, take your leave. ”

After saying that, he turned around and left, but the corners of his mouth overflowed with a mischievous smile when everyone didn't know it.

Pretending to be crazy and stupid like this, Gonggong Wu will definitely be angry, and it is extremely interesting. Thinking of their indignant appearance, Mo Beichen wanted to laugh a few times.

Then I thought about it insidiously, Emperor, Taifu Xia, now I will treat you as strangers, the well water does not interfere with the river water, if you provoke me again one day, I will not show mercy to my subordinates at that time. Hum.

Smacked his lips and nodded secretly, this wine is really good, it is delicious, next time I will definitely let the people below prepare a few more cups. Mo Beichen ended the meal happily.

Watching the young man staggering out of the hall and stepping on the wooden ladder to go upstairs, Gonggong Wu patted his chest and said angrily: "I'm really angry with our family-"

Suddenly changed his words: "-I'm so angry." This person is really uneducated, the son is not the fault of the father, I really don't know what kind of nature he is in Laozi. ”

Although Gonggong Wu has been in the palace for more than 40 years, he has grown up in the market since he was a child, and he has not said anything about quarrels and scolding, so what he said at this time inevitably had some of the atmosphere of the city, and he really looked like a worried old housekeeper.

His words were unintentional, but those who had a heart had already happily gone to the guest room on the third floor to sleep, and did not hear this scolding that he must have listened to very much.

Xia Lingran looked at her half-drunk daughter Hong, and there seemed to be some helplessness in her eyes: "Steward Wu, I want another cup." ”

Looking sideways at Mo Junyan, he found that he was staring at the position in front of him, his face was unfathomable, he shook his head and said lightly: "This person is too narrow and obedient, and it is difficult to achieve great things. ”

Hearing Xia Lingran's comment, Mo Junyan turned his gaze, lowered his head to pick up the vegetables, and said in a deep voice: "Steward Wu, it's not calm outside, pay attention to your identity in everything." ”

When Gonggong Wu heard this, he immediately felt that he seemed to be overly arrogant just now, and the outside was not safer than the palace, so he should be careful. The young man didn't know who he was, but he should be careful.

Thinking of this, a cold sweat suddenly broke out on his back, fortunately, His Majesty understands the righteousness and will not blame himself indiscriminately for such a trivial matter. I think I am indeed a little pampered and arrogant.

After straightening his face, Gonggong Wu shouted: "Little Er, give the master a cup of daughter red." ”

At night, it was a little cold outside, there was no moon, and the wind was slicing past the dead tree trunks outside the window, and the sound was as sad as weeping.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, it is a good time to steal, deceive, burn, kill and loot.

Mo Beichen stood at the window wearing a single coat, and when he opened the window, the wind suddenly slid into his sleeves from the outside, but his already cold body didn't seem to feel it.

After observing the terrain outside, Mo Beichen closed the window, took out a black suit and a human skin mask from his baggage, and smiled happily.

After dinner in the shop, he took a shower and slept for two hours. After waking up, he began to move at night.

After changing into black clothes, Mo Beichen took out a jar of black things and wiped it on his face, and his original white face returned to a sickly dull yellow appearance. Then the hands and exposed neck are carefully rubbed.

This can mask is a must-have treasure for Mo Beichen, which can not only be used as a good product for easy appearance, but also can maintain the skin. It stands to reason that he shouldn't use this thing as a big man, but since Jiang Yiyi and Jiang Feifei's skin care products can be disguised, Mo Beichen doesn't care whether this thing is suitable for men or not, so he takes a bunch of them and uses them slowly.

However, it is better not to show his face when he goes out at night, so he still puts on a skin mask, arranges his hair and face a little in the mirror, and a white and stiff face is done.

If you don't look closely at night, you will really think it is a zombie.

Seeing his dress, Mo Beichen was very satisfied. I put away my baggage and hid it in the cupboard, put a long pillow in the quilt, and then locked the door. Mo Beichen jumped out of the window, making the light gong jump forward.

Running along the roof of the west of the inn, about seven miles, to the rich area of Duanzhou, a huge mansion in front, sitting on the ground about half of the west of the city, I am afraid that in this world it is only a little smaller than the Dayue Palace, magnificent*, luxurious but not extravagant.

Mo Beichen stood at the highest point of the roof, and could see that it was surrounded by mountains and rivers, the pavilions and pavilions were brightly lit, and the eaves and corners of the Zhu Tower, with enough shadows, worthy of being the first wealthy family in Dayue - the Shen family.

Squatting down and looking at the defenses around him, feeling the shape clearly, Mo Beichen smiled slightly, jumped up quickly, and sneaked into the Shen Family Villa like a wind shadow.

The guards at the gate and along the wall did not notice any movement, and continued to walk back and forth, not daring to relax.

With the map of the Shen family that he had seen once, Mo Beichen easily came to the "dwelling" near the lake in the middle of the villa. This is the residence of Shen Laifan, the patriarch of the Shen family, and it is also the core of the Shen family villa.

There seemed to be no guards, and the scenery was as beautiful as some kind of fairyland, and the glittering lights around it kept the gloomy night out, and there was only a warm and secluded abode inside.

Mo Beichen avoided the guards who were hidden in the shadows, untied those formations that seemed to be nothing, and easily entered the empty "dwelling" courtyard.

There are some quiet flowers and trees planted here, which grow and open freely in the night, and the cold breeze blows into the courtyard and becomes a soft cool breeze, which is really a good place to live.

Generously stepping on the steps to push open the door of the study, the light inside suddenly poured outside.

"Who?" a deep but deep voice followed unhurriedly.

Once inside, close the door. Mo Beichen walked around a screen into the quaint and atmospheric study. I saw a person standing upright with his sleeves raised and waving his big brush, without raising his head, as if he was immersed in the painting under the brush.

"Lao Shen, I'm looking for you to make tea. Mo Beichen held his backhand behind his back, looking as leisurely as an elegant white crane.

The man slowly lowered the brush in his hand, pressed the corners of the scroll with a paperweight, and walked down from behind the desk.

This person is about thirty years old, with good facial features, majestic temperament, and a faint sense of nobility when he walks, but he is inconspicuous when he is still, just like an ordinary person. No one knows that this seemingly ordinary person is Shen Laifan, the patriarch of the Shen family, the richest man in the world.

Shen Laifan walked in front of Mo Beichen, bowed his head, and said, "Welcome to the young palace master." The voice is respectful, but with a faint spirit, giving people the feeling of humility and courtesy.

"Old Shen, don't be polite. The night was long, I didn't want to sleep, and I thought that you must not have slept yet, so I took the trouble to find you for a cup of tea. Anyway, we haven't seen each other for almost a month, and I really miss the tea you made. Mo Beichen greeted in an exaggerated tone, and seemed to be in a good mood.

Shen Laifan sighed secretly in his heart, then straightened his face and said, "Young master, sit here." ”