Although she occupies the body of the original owner, she does not plan to be treated indifferently by the mother of the original owner all the time.

Everyone has the right to yearn for freedom and the qualifications to plan their own lives, and no one can preset their lives for others.

Yan Mo returned home with this in mind, and as soon as he entered the door, he found that the house was surprisingly quiet.

Yan Mo looked around, Feng Ling was not at home.

Feng Ling is a clerk in a company, working from 9 to 5, living a straightforward life, very regular, never so late and not coming back.

The cold pot and cold stove at home, Yan Mo walked back all the way, she was already hungry, since Feng Ling was not at home, she took the initiative to cook and picked up her favorite food and made some.

It's just that when she cooked the meal, Feng Ling still didn't come back.

This thing is really a bit abnormal.

Yan Mo frowned slightly and made a call to Feng Ling.

However, no one answered on the other end of the phone for a long time.

Yan Mo's brows suddenly furrowed even tighter.

No matter what, Feng Ling is also the mother of the original owner, and the two have always relied on each other. Although Feng Ling's attitude towards Yan Mo was a little worse, if something really happened to Feng Ling, she would also be uneasy.

Yan Mo raised his hand and rubbed his eyebrows, ate two bites of food, changed into a black sportswear and went out.

The summer days are relatively long, but when Yan Mo went out, it was already dark.

Yan Mo walked on the street, slowly closed his eyes, a faint breath condensed on his fingers, and an image seemed to be slowly sketched in his head.

After a few moments, she strode toward the northeast.

Yan Mo was reborn, and naturally he didn't know that the northeast of the city was mixed.

Naturally, even if she knew, she probably wouldn't take it to heart.

Half an hour later, Yan Mo stood in front of the largest nightclub in the northeast of the city.

The lights are bright and the wine is green, the singing and dancing are level, such an environment is incompatible with the pure and leisurely Yan Mo.

Therefore, the people in the neighborhood noticed such a white and tall little boy at a glance.

I don't know if it's their illusion, when their eyes swept to this little boy, they even felt that this little boy's eyes seemed to contain a bright galaxy.

Yan Mo didn't stop long, glanced up at the nightclub, and then strode in.

There was no one to guide her, but she stopped at the door of a VIP private room with unmistakable accuracy.

Yan Mo pushed the door, and the door was inserted from the inside, and it couldn't be opened.

Yan Mo's eyes were cold, and the corners of his lips hooked up a touch of coldness.

A touch of golden light swept through his hand, and the door that was originally closed opened with a creak. With the key to the four-dimensional space in hand, how can the door of the world stop her?

The room was dimly lit, and there was a faint sound of quarrels.

"It's just a slut who can't be on the stage, and he dares to want to enter the Yan family, it's really beyond his strength!" A sharp female voice came into Yan Mo's ears, and Yan Mo's brows suddenly twisted into pimples.

"You...... Can't do this to me! Feng Ling's voice sounded weakly, with a hint of helplessness. She really couldn't imagine that Liu Xiangyun would dare to attack her.

After all, although Yan Zhengting failed to take her and Yan Yu back to the Yan family, he actually had feelings for her. Otherwise, after so many years, I wouldn't have been disconnected from her.

"Can't? Scold! Slut, do you still think you're young? Now you are just a yellow-faced woman, do you think that if you let the court bump into the scene of you not - check - point again, the court will ignore you? Liu Xiangyun's rampant laughter sounded in the box.

"Liu Xiangyun! You can't! Feng Ling's voice was soft, without any strength, and it was like someone had drugged her when she heard it.