Although he is the second young master of the Mo family, he actually has no real power at all, let alone getting in touch with foreign countries, even if he takes a step out of the Mo family, the guards of the Mo family will mercilessly arrest him back.

Lu Yuanchong's words made Lin Nanxun's little face suddenly look lost, and before she could speak, Su Bei's cold voice on the side rang out.

"I see you're very chic now, why can't you even help with this."

She didn't see what was wrong with him.

Lu Yuanchong glanced at Su Bei with an innocent look before continuing to look at Lin Nanxun.

"But you're better than me now, at least the Mo family doesn't dare to do anything to you."

"If you want to contact Shen Hanzhi, you can go to Mo Chuan in person." Lu Yuanchong proposed with a serious face.

Now the Mo family's words only what Mo Chuan says counts!

Anyway, the weird poison on Mo Chuan's body has not been solved, and he can't do anything to her for the time being.

Hearing Lu Yuanchong say this, Lin Nanxun was stunned for a moment.

"Mochuan, will he help?" Su Bei's face showed a look of wariness.

"Don't think he's so scary, that guy is just an ordinary person." Lu Yuanchong smiled disdainfully.

"He's not scary, and he can beat you like this?" Su Bei glanced at him and said disdainfully.

"Ahem...... I don't care about him. Lu Yuanchong said stiffly, and then showed a smile and said to Lin Nanxun confidently.

"What's more, he has a weakness now, and you deal with him...... Oh, that's a little thing! ”

"Weakness?" Lin Nanxun blinked, his face stunned.

……

At night.

I finally dealt with some of the things that the Mo family had piled up these days, and it was already dark.

Mo Chuan returned to his residence, and the servant greeted him warmly.

"Young Master, dinner is ready."

He glanced at the servant, then strode towards the dining room.

On the wooden dining table, there are many delicious dishes to be eaten, and it looks very rich.

But in the large and quiet restaurant, it seems unusually deserted, making people have no appetite at all.

Mo Chuan stopped, looked at the dinner on the table with an indifferent expression, enough for a dozen people, and then waved his hand and said to the servant.

"Let's go down."

"Yes." The servant nodded, but remembered something, turned back, and asked him suddenly.

"Young Master, tomorrow is your birthday, and the housekeeper asks you how you want to spend it?"

Birthday?

Hearing the servant's words, the expression on Mo Chuan's face changed, and then he remembered that tomorrow was his birthday with Mo Yang.

At this moment, the servant's inquiring voice rang out again.

"Also, I have received a lot of gifts for your birthday in the past half a month, and you have been away from home recently, so the housekeeper has been placed in the warehouse, do you want to take a look?"

"No, let's go down." Mo Chuan said with a look of disinterestedness.

The servant then left.

He was the only one left in the quiet dining room.

Mo Chuan turned around and sat down at the table, but he was not in a hurry to eat, but picked up the white porcelain wine jug, poured a glass of wine into the small wine glass, and drank it all in one gulp.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and the monsoon came in hurriedly from outside.

"Mr. Mo, Miss Qiao is here."

The sound of the monsoon sounded, and Mo Chuan's hand holding the wine glass stopped.

There was a sound of footsteps, and Lin Nanxun, who was worried, walked in from outside, and Su Bei and Lu Yuanchong were waiting at the door.

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