Bai Muxi can be said to have been God's favorite since he was a child, someone else's child.

Family background, height and appearance, and knowledge and cultivation are all accounted for.

However, this is how many women are obsessed with men, but they never get Bai Fengqing's heart.

He laughed at himself, he couldn't compare to that Wan Lin, Wan Lin had it, he Bai Muxi also had it, Wan Lin could give it to her, he could also give it.

Bai Fengqing looked at Bai Muxi's eyes seriously, and said word by word: "Bai Muxi, you are not suitable for loving someone, and no one can afford the price of loving someone." ”

Bai Muxi smiled leisurely: "This is the reason why you chose Wan Lin?" His smile was soft, making people feel stunned when they looked at it.

Bai Fengqing smiled: "Brother, there has never been a choice between you and Wan Lin, because you are just my brother from beginning to end, that's all." ”

That was the last brother of Bai Muxi called Bai Fengqing before he disappeared, soft, soft, very good, but ...... Bai Muxi was tired of this voice, and his brother was tired of it.

Bai Muxi smiled lightly, he looked at the empty boudoir, and whispered: "Qing'er, brother, you are angry with me and lying to me." ”

"Mr. Bai! Mr. Bai! Mo Sizong called Mr. Bai a few times before pulling Bai Muxi out of that memory.

Bai Muxi squinted, even if he lost his mind, his expression still didn't change much, in other words, this was the first time he fell into memories in front of others.

Maybe he's really stunned.

"The banquet has begun." Bai Muxi stood up calmly.

in the banquet hall.

Mo Yu drooped his eyelids, and his appearance seemed to be sleepy and not sleepy, which made Luo Yu's parents look extremely unpleasant, in their eyes, only the pride of the sky could be worthy of their daughter, obviously, Mo Yu was a dirt bun in their eyes.

……

Mesmy is the only granddaughter who can stay with Meszon, and her brothers don't have such a chance.

She had been trapped in her room for many days, and she had already suffocated.

"What's wrong with my misty?" Mo Siran asked in a low voice of concern.

"What else? Miss her little lover. "The man who spoke was of mixed race, his name was Mosley, and he was Mosley's own brother.

"Who?" Mo Sibing frowned and asked.

"I heard it's a guy named Feng Rin." Mosley said with a dismissive eye.

Especially looking at Mo Siyao's sick appearance, he couldn't help but sigh softly.

"It's just a little white face, and the eldest lady of the dignified Moes family is still worried that no one likes it?"

"It's bad to like someone, like a little white face of unknown origin."

"That's enough." Mo Sixiao finally got angry, "Brother, can you not have a little white face on the left and a little white face on the right, you are not annoying, I am annoyed when I listen to it." ”

"How do you talk to your brother?" Mo Sibing scolded.

"Alright, you all have to say a word." Mo Siran looks like a Sven man, and he is gentle when he speaks, and because of this, Mo Si Ran's closest person is not his brother Mo Si Li, but this Mo Si Ran.

"By the way, what about that guy?" Mosley said with interest: "This is a banquet that grandpa held for that person, that guy shouldn't be hiding from him, right?" ”

Mosmi: "You mean Mosyun?" He shouldn't come, right? It's too timid,"

"Alright, leave that guy alone, the banquet has begun, let's go inside!" Mo Sibing put on his coat and walked towards the back door.

After they left, Mo Siyun not far away stood on the lawn with some hesitation, he looked at the brightly lit banquet hall, and the corners of his mouth pursed into a line.

"What are you afraid of?" A deep, deep voice came from behind Mo Siyun.

In the shadows, a tall and slender figure stood beside Mo Siyun.

Mo Siyun said in some silence: "You know, grandpa has always disliked me, and Mo Li and the others are not fuel-efficient lamps, if they go, they will inevitably not be troubled." ”

He still remembers the previous scandal, causing him to have nightmares every night in the middle of the night.

Song He looked at Mo Siyun's appearance, and smiled lightly, "No wonder that old guy doubts whether you are his biological grandson, your character really doesn't look like a member of the Mo family." ”

Mo Siyun didn't deny it, after all, if Song He hadn't been by his side as an assistant, he wouldn't even know how to die.

The outside world thinks that the Moes family has a huge family business, a large number of contacts, and many children, but in fact, there are many people who die in secret.

Ambitious people want to swallow the entire Merce family, and in their eyes, the Merce family is equivalent to a gold mine waiting for them to mine.

There are only a few people who survive in the end.

In the final analysis, the eldest son of the Merszon is still loved the most, and he just turns a blind eye to the life and death of the rest.

Song He: "I'm afraid they won't take care of you this time, don't forget that there is also that person named Mo Yu, this person is not a simple guy." He just glanced at the guy from a distance, and he keenly smelled a sense of crisis from that guy.

Hearing this, Mo Siyun was a little curious: "What do you think of that Mo Yu and Mo Sili?" ”

Song He raised his eyebrows, he paused for a few seconds before he said leisurely: "Mosley, they can't play Moyu." ”

"Why?" Mo Siyun asked.

Song He smiled meaningfully: "Because the growth environment is different." ”

The environment in which he grew up can easily create a person's character, and he can see that Mo Yu still has a bit of wildness and recklessness in his eyes, and he is a dangerous person who is not easy to mess with.

Mo Siyun looked at Song He's smile and suddenly understood.

Song He: "Okay, we should go in, don't let that old guy really get angry with you." ”