Mo Yuechen has always been uneasy and kind, so Duan Qingyuan was always on guard, and deliberately sighed, "You really know me very well. I can't hide everything from you, I can't escape your ears and eyes. ”

The corner of Mo Yuechen's left lip was also raised high, the curvature was perfect and sexy, and he said, "I do know you a lot, a lot." But it doesn't include a little ...... It's something I've always wondered......"

Duan Qingyuan's ink eyes narrowed, and his eyes darkened a little more. However, he didn't ask Mo Yuechen what it was, he wouldn't be stupid enough to get into the shackles set by Mo Yuechen himself.

Mo Yuechen knew that he had always been wise and would not trouble himself. So, he finally turned his head to look at him and took the initiative to say, "I've always wondered why you fell in love with Feng Zhenzhen. You love Feng Zhenzhen, so does Feng Zhenzhen love you. ”

Mo Yuechen's tone was so cold, so vicious, and at the same time full of deep hatred, Duan Qingyuan clearly felt it again.

However, he was not afraid of him, he did not sympathize with him, and his dark eyes stared at him. And took a step closer to him, and said to him coldly, rebelliously, and slowly, "This is like...... It's all about your ma's......"

Mo Yuechen listened to his words carefully and carefully, and when he had just finished listening, his hidden violent eyes were bigger than a bull's eye, and they were bloodshot.

After Duan Qingyuan finished speaking, he turned around and walked straight to the door.

Glancing at his departing back again, Mo Yuechen clenched his fists even more, panting.

Suddenly, Mo Yuechen shouted to him in that voice with a deep anger, word by word, "Ye, You, Cheng!" ”

He hated Duan Qingyuan, to the extreme, and at this time he only complained that he couldn't swallow him alive.

Hearing Mo Yuechen's cold roar, Duan Qingyuan also stopped in compliance......

"Mr. Mo, do you have any advice?" Duan Qingyuan stood indifferently at the door, not looking back, turning his back to him, and asking him.

Mo Yuechen's head was raised slightly, his face was intertwined with evil and murderous aura, and he asked him rhetorically, "Do you have the courage to gamble with the Buddha without intention, then, do you have the courage to bet with me?" ”

The corners of Duan Qingyuan's lips twitched again, and a sneer of contempt slipped through him, and he said, "What are you going to bet on?" Whatever you bet on, I'll accompany you. ”

After saying this, he paused for a moment, and then added even more ruthlessly, "Because no matter what you bet, you can't beat me." You haven't won me once in all these years. ”

He still wanted to say in his heart, would he not have the courage to bet with him Mo Yuechen? Is this possible? Yes? Which green onion is he Mo Yuechen? He's never taken him seriously!

The expression on Mo Yuechen's face became even more treacherous, and he also walked a few steps to the door, and admonished him in a cold tone: "Duan Qingyuan, you are really very proud and confident. But if you are more confident, you will be conceited. ”

Duan Qingyuan was no longer impatient, and urged again, "Less nonsense." Let's just say what you want to bet on. ”

Mo Yuechen didn't shy away at all, his eyes became more and more violent, and he really said directly: "I like Zhen Zhen." So I'm going to bet with you on whether she loves you or not. If she doesn't love you, then 'please' you give her up to me. ”

Suddenly, Duan Qingyuan's heart felt as if it had been poked by a sharp needle, producing an unbearable feeling of colic. However, he remained calm, his face did not change, and he resolutely changed his mind, saying: "No betting." ”

With that, he stepped up again, ready to step out of the room. He didn't hesitate to bet on anything else, but when it came to Feng Zhenzhen, he wouldn't gamble. One is because he loves her, and the other is because he respects her.

Mo Yuechen naturally laughed at him immediately, and shouted to stop his footsteps and said, "I don't dare to bet." Hmph, it's really a loss for the big words just now. ”

Duan Qingyuan was untouched again, maintaining that attitude and saying, "Just because I'm not gut." Anyway, I won't bet on such a bet. ”

Mo Yuechen sneered again and asked him puzzled, "Why?" For you, it doesn't hurt to lose or win, it's not a bad thing, don't you think? ”

At this time, Duan Qingyuan tightened his eyebrows, but did not speak again for the time being.

Mo Yuechen continued to justify himself, explaining: "You won, that's because Feng Zhenzhen loves you. In that case, I'll let her go completely. You lose, all you lose is a woman who doesn't love you. And in the future, you will no longer have to be fettered by the Feng family. ”

Duan Qingyuan spoke softly again, smiled coldly and said, "You are wrong. I don't care if you like Zhen Zhen, and I never feel that the Feng family is holding me back. ”

Mo Yuechen didn't think so, and said in a leisurely and endless tone......

"You don't care? Don't you think? Is that really the case? Hmph......"

"Duan Qingyuan, you can fool others, but you can't fool yourself. You just don't dare to bet with me, you're afraid of losing, and your pride and self-confidence are all disguised. You've always known in your heart that she doesn't love you. ”

"The reason why Zhen Zhen married you is because of your favor to the Feng family. Her friendship with you is always grateful. ”

"I once spent the night with Zhen Zhen, she fell asleep on the bed, and kept shouting a person's name, and that name was not Duan Qingyuan's ...... at all"

"Duan Qingyuan, if I were you, I really couldn't ......"

In the face of Mo Yuechen's naked stimulation, all kinds of good talk, all kinds of cynicism, Duan Qingyuan never changed his mind. Even, he became more and more calm, calm, meaningless, and smiling.

Anyway, it's not worth your life to be angry.

He had a good attitude, and finally replied to Mo Yuechen and said, "It doesn't matter, everything doesn't matter." Even if she doesn't love me, even if she's been embarrassed, she's mine. Life is my wife, death is my dead wife. Mo Yuechen, I will make your wish, the wish to be with her, impossible to fulfill in eight lifetimes. ”

After spending so many words, but failing to convince Duan Qingyuan, Mo Yuechen naturally became anxious and angry.

"Duan Qingyuan, you ......" At this point, he wanted to say something more, but he didn't know what else to say. Staring at Duan Qingyuan's back, his gaze was like that bloody knife.

Feeling his soaring anger, Duan Qingyuan said in a kind tone: "Mr. Mo, the celebration banquet is about to start, you better go out early to preside over the overall situation." In addition, a friendly reminder to you, don't make the Buddha unhappy. Recently, I sent people to visit a number of old subordinates of the Buddha. Nine of them are disabled, missing arms, broken legs, or finger ......."

Listening to Duan Qingyuan's words, Mo Yuechen's ink-like eyes gradually widened again, and he gasped even more.

However, he still didn't know what to say, just a stiff smile, a cold smile, "Huh...... Hehe......"

Duan Qingyuan didn't pay attention to him anymore, and he didn't plan to stay for another moment, so he finally stepped up again and strode out of this room.

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