Mo Yao took Beiying and Chu Qiao to the door of a photo studio, which was the negotiation location designated by the Mexican gangsters. Yes, you read that right, it is indeed a photo studio, and Mo Yao didn't expect that someone would unusually open the photo studio to such a broken place.

didn't close down, they are considered to be well-run.

Mo Yao had just stepped up the steps of the photo studio with his front feet, and when he thought something was wrong, he retreated. Having learned the lesson of the last time, Beiying was three steps away from him this time, just not bumping into him.

"It's just one person, you're waiting here."

This was said to Beiying, and after speaking, the person walked up the steps briskly.

Beiying was stunned for a moment, a little confused. For so many years, he has accompanied all the actions like a shadow, and this time for the sake of a woman he just bought, he was asked to wait outside the door.

Moreover, this woman is still an unknown woman.

"Seventh Master......" Beiying just wanted to catch up, but his sleeve was grabbed by Chu Qiao's dirty little hand.

Beiying looked back at Chu Qiao, and his eyes flashed with a touch of ruthlessness. If there is really a trap in the negotiation, then it is dangerous enough for the seventh master to go in alone, and now he will bring a woman of unknown origin.

Chu Qiao raised his little face, met Beiying's eyes without evading, and said firmly: "He said, let you wait here." ”

The fearless eyes made Beiying suddenly have a moment of trance.

Beiying was still in shock, Chu Qiao had already twisted his thin body and followed Mo Yao into the studio. As soon as the door closed, the view of the North Shadow was cut off.

Why, why did he suddenly look like this girl and the poor woman who was cowering in the corner just now? At a glance just now, he saw a trace of arrogance in Chu Qiao's eyes.

This is something that only a naturally arrogant person should have.

What is the origin of this woman?

Mo Yao entered the photo studio, and the fashionably dressed welcome lady walked over, "Hello Mr. Mo, Mr. Ethan is ......" His eyes fell on the woman who was following Mo Yao, his voice suddenly paused, coughed lightly, and continued: "Mr. Ethan is waiting for you upstairs." After speaking, his arm pointed to the side of the stairs, but his eyes were still on Chu Qiao.

Chu Qiao, who was dressed in a beggar's outfit, followed by Mo Yao, who was a world famous brand from head to toe and was extravagant, the sense of the picture was not ordinary and impactful.

It's too discordant, it's too eye-catching!

The corners of Mo Yao's lips had a hint of playfulness, and she glanced at the fashionable girl meaningfully, and naturally copied one hand into her pocket, and walked towards the stairs unhurriedly.

Arrogant, arrogant.

Chu Qiao also wanted to learn from Mo Yao, but because her clothes were too torn and there were no pockets to copy, she shook the rags on her sleeves and followed.

What's going on? The fashionable girl's eyes are about to fall out, the famous Mo Qiye, even if the personal bodyguard is a woman, she is still a beggar girl! She waved her hand in front of her nose, how long had it been since this little beggar had taken a shower? Smoke her to death!

On the second floor was a small conference room, and the men waiting in the conference room were brown-skinned, bearded, smiling on their faces, but their eyes were cold.

Seeing the sloppy woman like dry wood behind Mo Yao, the corner of Ethan's eyes twitched.

"I have heard the name of the Seventh Young Master of the Mo Family for a long time, but I didn't expect the Seventh Young Master to have such a special taste." Ethan smiled, and deliberately bit the words taste and special in his words, which had a deep meaning.

Mo Yao pursed her thin lips lightly, sat down at the huge conference table, folded her legs, and rested her arms naturally on the handle of the chair, and then said unhurriedly, "She just came back from a trip to the African jungle." ”