Sure enough, Bo Mu also heard that Su Cha was going to enter the entertainment industry, and his sculptural face showed some struggling emotions.

As if he was reluctant, and a little worried that Su Cha would be angry, he had to slowly say the word "good".

It's so low that it's almost inaudible.

This made Su Cha want to laugh a little.

I used to be afraid of him, because the oppressive force on Bo Muyi's body was too strong, and he also had that kind of control over himself.

Now that I'm not scared and like him, that feeling has completely changed.

She suddenly wondered what Bo Mu was doing.

But she didn't know it completely, she still remembered that Lian Chi looked at her with a complicated face and said: "You are also a good fate, even as the heir, he can take a fancy to you......"

This sentence should refer to Bo Muyi.

Lian Chi's origin is amazing enough, and Bo Mu can still get such an evaluation in his mouth.

Heir.

Thinking about it now, Su Cha can still vaguely distinguish a trace of jealousy from Lian Chi's mouth at that time?

Jealous, a man who can be jealous of even the three young men in his family, Su Cha seems to understand something.

But she didn't ask anything, and even if she knew Bo Muyi's identity now, it wouldn't help.

The Su tea of this life is no longer the Su tea it once was.

She wants to rely on her own ability to climb to a position that is not weaker than her previous life.

She wants to be more upright and worthy of Bo Muyi.

She squinted and smiled, rubbing Bo Muyi's ears, "I participated in a talent show that started during the summer vacation, and I will go to the audition site tomorrow afternoon." ”

"Okay, I'll send you there then."

He deserved to be quick, because there was still something to do, and he had to leave after a few brief chats.

Su Cha also knew that he seemed to be busy, and sent him downstairs all the time.

The handsome Apollo-like man was still looking at the back in a daze after the girl went up, until a black Bentley sedan slowly drove in the corner, the window rolled down, and the man in sunglasses said respectfully: "Master, we can go." ”

Bo Mu also turned his head, his gentle expression had faded, and the whole person exuded a cold atmosphere.

After getting into the car, he leaned on the back of the car, his long legs were folded, his lips were slightly hooked, but there was no warmth in his eyes, but there was a strange sense of satisfaction, like a well-fed and drunk lion, although fierce, but lazy and comfortable.

The noble and elegant posture is like the kings and grandsons of the last century, and it is extremely noble.

The man in sunglasses saw Bo Muyi's appearance in the rearview mirror, and asked with a smile: "The young master is in a good mood, what's the good thing about Miss Su's side?" ”

At this moment, the man's eyes, who had originally exuded a satisfied posture, suddenly looked at him as viciously as a ghost, and his whole body exuded a deadly aura, like a thousand blades, ready to stab the person at any time dripping with blood.

That posture made the man's back in sunglasses cool all of a sudden.

He felt like his throat was clutched, and it was very difficult to swallow, as if his bones were being pinched and misplaced.

For a moment, he almost thought that the young master was going to kill him.

When that tingling sensation on the scalp reached its peak, the man suddenly returned to his normal appearance, only a little indifferent: "She's my girlfriend." ”

"Whew-"

The man in sunglasses took a deep breath in his heart, and after hearing this sentence again, he was a little incredible, his fingers trembled, and after realizing that his attitude was a bit troublesome, he was afraid that the young master would turn his face again, so he hurriedly said-

"Congratulations, young master, a match made in heaven!"