Sheng Liangshi looked around on himself and did not answer his question.

"What are you looking for?"

He extinguished the cigarette butt and put the phone aside.

"I'm looking for my press card...... There's my message on it! ”

"Do you journalists like to answer questions?"

Mo Jisheng paused, bent over, and took out a card from the drawer of the coffee table and threw it to her.

"Why!"

Sheng Liangshi put the reporter card he threw back in front of him, and pointed at the delicate face on the card with his slender finger and said, "My name is Sheng Liangshi, I am eighteen years old this year, and I will soon go to the Department of Media of Beiqing University!" ”

"Is someone throwing you a college banquet?"

Hearing this question he asked, Sheng Liangshi's originally smiling face suddenly stopped.

After a while, she replied with some disappointment, "No." ”

"My family didn't want me to study media, so they didn't even tell anyone what university I was going to."

"What do you do in your family?"

Mo Jisheng's eyebrows were slightly twisted, he lowered his head, and asked indifferently.

Sheng Liang was silent for a while, and then he began to be a little alert.

Her parents told her that her family history can't be told to others so easily.

This uncle is really scheming, and he actually came over to trick her!

"Why are you asking this?"

Sensing that the little white rabbit in front of him was reacting, Mo Jisheng couldn't help but raise his head and continue to tease, "I want to consider your family's background and think about my life-saving grace, your family can't afford it." ”

"Our family is rich! I won't be able to pay it back! ”

Hearing her show off with great spirits, but she didn't dare to tell others about the contradictory appearance of her background, she couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth, and she didn't plan to continue talking to her.

But his eyes glanced at the press card pressed by her finger, Sheng Liang, eighteen years old......

Eighteen years old...... Adulthood.

The smile on the corner of his mouth couldn't help but deepen strangely.

"Huh? How can you have a picture of this person! ”

When it was cool, I was attracted by the photos that I put on the side of the sofa.

I didn't expect that it was already the electronic age, and this rich man still looked at paper photos with such feelings.

She reached for it, but was stopped by Mo Jisheng.

But even though she was indifferent, she still saw the person in the photo.

Originally, she thought it would be some kind of shocking beauty Mo Zong's ex-girlfriend or something, but after taking a look, she realized that it was secretly filmed!

That person, she also photographed, is Fu Nansen!

In other words, why is there a candid photo of another man?

Mo Jisheng held her wrist and pulled her to the sofa, the whole person leaned over and pressed over, he locked her wrist, and before he could speak, Sheng Liang obediently admitted his mistake, "Handsome guy and handsome guy, I won't look at your private life in the future!" ”

"But you're not going to save Sister Xiaobao, you're secretly taking photos of Fu Nansen, do you like him, and then you have to borrow He Dong's hand to get rid of Sister Xiaobao, so that Fu Nansen won't blame you! You'll be able to ...... with others Hmm~"

Before he finished speaking, his mouth was sealed.

Three seconds later, Mo Jisheng left her lips.

"I'm here, there are a lot of things to do, and there are people who talk a lot, and they don't stay!"

Sheng Liangshi's face suddenly turned red and hot, and his heartbeat also went irrepressibly crazy the moment he left.

It seems to be her fault, she shouldn't have framed her uncle for liking men.