Yaoyao, you and him are not suitable......"

"And who am I suitable with?"

Chu Yao looked at him, Mo Beichen stared at her, and wanted to say that she should follow her, but she couldn't say that she already had Qing'er.

How can you still think about other women, the most important thing is that Chu Yao will definitely not agree to be his mistress.

"Anyway, as long as it's not Mo Lian." It took a while for Mo Beichen to say this.

"Oh, I'll try." Chu Yao felt funny when she saw him stop talking.

Seeing that the girl seemed to be a little depressed, "Yaoyao, don't be sad, if you have anything in the future, you can come to me." ”

No matter what, Chu Yao is the only woman besides Yang Qing'er who he can't let go.

Chu Yao nodded before returning to the villa.

When she went back, she sent a message to Mo Lian: "What are you doing, your brother asked me to break up with you, and indirectly said that you are a scumbag." ”

Mo Lian was painting, and when he received her message, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips: "He just can't see me and you." He must have a bad idea of you. ”

Actually thinking about his woman, it seems that this cheap brother can't stay.

"It's okay, he's going offline soon." Chu Yao thought of tomorrow's play, and inexplicably looked forward to it.

The next day, Mo Lian got up early in the morning and changed into a black suit and tie.

This is the first time he has dressed so formally, but it is ridiculous to go on a blind date with someone else.

He then placed a transparent mask-like object on his face, and he looked in the mirror at the same time.

But Yaoyao said that this thing has a miraculous effect, as long as you want someone to feel ugly, then that person will feel extremely ugly when she looks at herself.

Is it really that magical? Although Mo Lian was a little skeptical, he chose to believe Chu Yao, she should not harm herself.

"Brother, are you ready? Dad, they're waiting for you. Mo Beichen was also wearing a suit today, but he was wearing white, which was in stark contrast to Mo Lian.

Originally, he could not have gone to this meal today, but in order not to have an accident, he still chose to go.

Mo Lian opened the door, and his voice was slightly cold: "Let's go." ”

Mo Beichen looked at him, but he didn't have any emotion, did his brother accept his fate, or did he hold back some big move?

Seeing his two sons walking down, so good, Father Mo couldn't help laughing: "Okay, Lian'er will meet your Uncle Deng and Miss Deng later, you have to behave well." ”

"Hmm." Mo Lian said that he would definitely perform well.

Then, Mo's father and the three took a car, and Mo Lian drove a black Bugatti alone.

It didn't take long for a few people to come to a five-star hotel.

Father Mo booked a room for more than 100,000 yuan, and the privacy was very good.

They arrived for a while, and Mr. Deng and his wife and daughter arrived late.

"Mr. Deng, you are finally here, this is a fortunate meeting."

"Well, Lao Mo only saw you from afar at the cocktail party before, but I didn't expect that we could still eat together today, and maybe we could become in-laws, it's really fate."

"Haha, it's fate, fate."

"This is your eldest son?" Mr. Deng and Father Mo exchanged a few words, and then moved their eyes to the young man in a white suit next to him, who was really a talent.

"Uncle Deng, I'm not, I'm Mo Beichen, my younger brother."

The male protagonist smiled warmly, he was really like Prince Charming, and Deng Yuciao's eyes lit up when he saw Deng Yucia behind Mr. Deng. "You're so good-looking, so isn't your brother better looking than you?" A reckless female voice appeared, making Mo Beichen's face stiffen.

It's the first time that you want to admit to others that Mo Lian is better than herself.

"Of course, Miss Deng, my brother looks like a TV star."