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"I'm going to make him like me! Certain! Ren Wanyu looked at the direction of Tang Shaotian's departure, and the hands hanging by his side were clenched into fists, as if he wanted to hold all his courage and confidence tightly.

"Tang Shaotian, what kind of drug did he give you? How could you fall in love with him?! Ren Shengyang was so anxious that he almost scratched his ears and cheeks!

Ren Wanyu lowered her head and did not speak.

Seeing that she was silent, Ren Shengyang thought that she was a little shaken, so he hurriedly intensified his efforts to give Tang Shaotian eye medicine, "You must know that he is one of the four evils in Kyoto!" No, it's okay to say that he is the capital of the four evils! Arrogant, arrogant, arrogant! No one in my eyes said anything! The bad deeds are outrageous! Except for a good skin that deceives the dead and does not pay for their lives and a prominent and authoritative family background, there is nothing! How can such a person be worthy of the pearl of our family?! ”

"Brother, he's fine, don't talk about him like that." In the face of Ren Shengyang's tirade crusade, Ren Wanyu only said a short sentence, but wiped out all his painstaking efforts.

"He's good? He's so good that he won't be called the 'Kyoto Four Evils'! Ren Shengyang was angry and ruined.

Who knew that hearing this, Ren Wanyu raised her head instead, and looked at Ren Shengyang with a strange face, "Brother, if I'm not mistaken, you seem to be one of the 'Four Evil Youths of Kyoto' in the last session......"

"I'm ......!" Ren Shengyang was choked like this, as if he was choked by a big hand, and his whole arrogance was extinguished.

"Well, that was many years ago, you, you must be mistaken, yes. Misremember! Ren Shengyang blushed his neck and forcibly defended, but those eyes were rolling around, and he didn't dare to look at Ren Wanyu, and his heart was full of weakness.

Ahh--!hhhhh It's all that damn barracks remodeling--! He is now unfamiliar with the art of lying! In the past, he could do a lot of lies at his fingertips, and his face was not red and his heart was not beating!

But...... It seems like...... Whenever the object of deception becomes Xiaoyu, he will talk like he is now, and his heart is so weak that he doesn't dare to look at her......

Thinking of this, Ren Shengyang tentatively looked into Ren Wanyu's eyes, and suddenly sighed in his heart.

The female university is not staying--! I didn't dare to lie to Xiaoyu before because she always looked at him with adoring and clean eyes, which made him feel weak for no reason. But now...... That look doesn't belong to him anymore, and it's been transferred to another damn man!

Damn, damn it, damn it! Tang Shao is really damned!

"Brother, do you know?" Ren Wanyu didn't know what Ren Shengyang was thinking. Speaking to himself.

"What?" Ren Shengyang asked.

"Actually, I used to just like him simply......" Ren Wanyu remembered her youthful love in the past, and a slightly shy smile couldn't help but appear on her face.

"Huh?" Ren Shengyang's eyes were about to pop out.

"Until one time, his sister told me that I didn't know Tang San at all......" When Ren Wanyu said this, there was a bit of aftertaste and shallow gratitude in her tone.

"Uh-huh!" Ren Shengyang hurriedly nodded in agreement. Hope reignited in his eyes.

"So, I started to get to know him, from his preferences to his past......"

"Huh?" Ren Shengyang glared again.

"The more I get to know him, the more I like him, and the more I can't help but be infatuated with him......" Ren Wanyu's face was dyed crimson. His eyes were full of happiness and affection.

"Hmm...... Yes?! ”

"Brother, you don't understand ......" Ren Wanyu shook his head after saying this. Turned around and left.

"Xiaoyu!" Ren Shengyang stretched out his hand to grab her, but he was a step too slow, and could only watch her lonely back go farther and farther.

Bowing his head, his face was very complicated.

"Xiaoyu, I don't understand why you like him so much. But you don't understand, you don't understand that we want to protect your heart......"

"Tang Shaotian. You'd better not hurt Xiaoyu, otherwise, no matter what the price, I will definitely play you and cripple you! ”

made up his mind, Ren Shengyang's eyes were already hideous and ruthless.

The real princes of Kyoto Sifang Castle have never been simple, no matter how sloppy they seem on the surface......

……

High-end residential area, a certain suite.

A man was lying on a wide leather sofa next to the floor-to-ceiling window.

The bright moon sprinkled a little silver light, passed through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and gently fell on this person, as if he was covered with a natural ethereal silver veil, making him exude a holy and mysterious atmosphere.

The fine bangs are casually placed in front of his forehead, the slightly closed Danfeng eyes loom under the broken hair, the straight nose bridge makes his facial features more three-dimensional and deep, and the arc of the red lips with seductive luster is so sexy that people will be inadvertently charmed by it, and they can't help but want to lean over and use their lips to pick the "cherry".

At first glance, his figure is so long and fit, and his limbs are so slender that it makes people feel that the space on the sofa is so small.

He just lay there casually, like a goblin under the moon hanging on a tree, absorbing the essence of the moonlight and the essence of the obsessed person night and night, so handsome and enchanting that people can't take their eyes off it.

If Su Mo was here, he would have been surprised by such a monsoon.

That's right, the person lying on the couch is the monsoon.

It's just that compared with him who usually appears in front of others, he is not only elegant and noble at this time, but also bewitching and mysterious, and the charm he exudes is several times stronger than usual, as if he is usually deliberately restraining his own light.

Just ignoring his external light, the tiredness hidden between his brows seemed so clear and dazzling.

Suddenly, the phone rang.

Monsoon still lay still, but casually pressed the remote control, and the bell stopped.

"The announcements of three magazine media, two variety shows and four square events have been decided." The voice on the phone came through some device, making it feel as if the other person was talking right next to him.

"They didn't interfere?" Monsoon's voice is low, with a faint magnetism, and it is so good that it is intoxicating.

"As before, they all intervened, but no matter how Mr. Grace's men stumbled, Mr. Lindbergh's men would follow behind to remove the stumbling block, and once the two forces were neutralized, it would have no effect on us."

Indeed, in each encounter, the forces of both sides were almost equal, and in the end they were just neutralized.

Just like the first time, the former intervened, causing one of Su Mo's magazine notices to be temporarily canceled, and the latter immediately remedied it and provided Su Mo with another magazine notice. The two sides had the same number of magazines and publications, which led to Su Mo's interests not being damaged or increasing in the end.

Later, the former kept obstructing Su Mo's announcement, and the latter would remedy Su Mo's losses in time, resulting in the road ahead of Su Mo seemingly twisting and undulating obstacles, but in fact, it was not affected in the slightest, of course, it did not benefit, it seems that the latter made a move, just to resolve the former's tricks.

"Hehe, of course he has to be responsible for defusing it, after all, Brian's madman was provoked by him." Monsoon's slender and white fingers rubbed his eyebrows, and the tiredness between his eyebrows was even worse, "What's the matter?" ”

"There has been a change in the case of the Century Group. Originally, according to the previous election requirements, it would be more troublesome for us to get the registration qualifications, but this year's participation requirements have been changed to a certain extent, and after the change, we just met the registration requirements on the surface. ”

"Of course, with the relaxation of conditions, there will be more artists to sign up than before, and the competition will be greater. In addition, there are internal sources that the selection method has also been changed, but the specific situation has not been disclosed for the time being. ”

"Competition? That's just something that makes the game more interesting. Monsoon's tone was very intriguing, "But before approaching the case of the Century Group, she had to come up with an advertising work." ”

"What type is needed?"

"You don't have to worry about this, I already have a plan in mind." Monsoon's self-confidence seems to be innate, so natural, natural as a matter of course.

"Yes."

"What you have to do is to analyze the previous cases of the Century Group, deduce the criteria for them to select spokespersons, and then design the courses that Su Mo needs to take according to the standards, arrange her further education as soon as possible, and make sure that she can meet all the judging criteria deduced before running for election." Monsoon commanded lightly.

"Yes, but in this way, after adding the work of album promotion and advertising shooting, her schedule will be very tight, there will be almost no time to rest, and the time for her further study is limited, she may not be able to ......" The voice on the other end of the phone was a little hesitant, as if worried about whether Su Mo could withstand such a huge workload, or even if she could withstand it, she might not be able to complete such a multi-faceted improvement in such a short time.

"She can." Monsoon directly interrupted the other party, "She must be able to." ”

Although it is only two simple sentences, it undoubtedly reveals the indisputable nature of the monsoon.

This is his request for Su Mo, and it is also his trust in Su Mo.

"Yes." The person on the other end of the phone had already understood the meaning of the monsoon, "In addition, the assistant team and nanny car you need are already equipped and will appear on time tomorrow." ”

"Hmm." Monsoon replied faintly.

"Finally, it's about Mr. Grace and Mr. Lindbergh." The man on the other end of the voice hesitated for a moment, then said tentatively.

"Found it?" The corners of Monsoon's mouth curled into a meaningful but intoxicating smile.

"Yes, both gentlemen have offered to meet you by video, and I politely declined as you told you before, Mr. Lindbergh didn't say anything, but Mr. Grace ......"

"Then the madman has made a move." The monsoon seems to have been expected.

"Yes, some family forces have been harassed and attacked by each other."

"Sure enough, it's a madman." Ji Feng said helpless words on the surface, but there was no trace of distress on his expression, as if the other party's harassment and his own losses had nothing to do with him.

"There's been enough going on lately." Ji Feng muttered to himself, his voice was inaudible, and his slender fingers couldn't help but rub his eyebrows again, as if he wanted to rub away his fatigue, "Arrange a time to meet with that madman, otherwise if he goes crazy without any scruples, the people in the family will come over." ”

"Yes."