Chapter 12: Let's Talk

The door of the study was gently opened, and Yan You poked his little head to look in, only to see the man holding the goblet in his fingers, looking out sideways, his eyes full of doubts.

Yan You's cheeks were hot, and he remembered that he ran to someone's study inexplicably in the middle of the night, and his expression was a little unnatural.

Looking at the delicate and perfect little face dyed with a layer of red, Mo Yishen unconsciously hooked the corners of his lips, and his eyes flashed with a hint of tenderness.

Mo Yi said in a shallow way: "What are you doing standing there?" "I don't know why, tonight, his mellow and deep voice is particularly beautiful.

Yan You was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he pushed open the door and walked in.

Mo Yishen raised his head and drank all the red wine in the cup, put down the glass, and leaned on the desk to look curiously at Yanyou, who was standing at the entrance of the entrance and did not move for a long time.

Yan You pinched the hem of her pajamas at a loss, she didn't know how to answer Mo Yishen's words, she just couldn't sleep, she was depressed in the room alone, she wanted to go to Ange, but found that Mo Yishen's study was still on the light, so she involuntarily pushed open the door.

"Uh...... Does Yishi Group have any business cooperation with Mohs? Yan You hesitated and opened his mouth, trying to alleviate the embarrassing atmosphere in the study, but he didn't want to say it, so that the temperature in the space instantly dropped to freezing, as for why, Yan You couldn't say, but inexplicably felt a trace of coolness.

Mo Yishen looked at Yan You's simple and delicate little face, and his eyes flashed with anger without a trace, but the corners of his lips outlined a curvature, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes.

After not hearing a response for a long time, Yan You pursed his lips, his eyes fell to the ground, and then he raised his eyes to look at him again, the displeasure in his eyes was obvious, Yan You avoided his gaze, as if he was stimulated, and his tone immediately became detached: "Sorry, excuse me." He politely bent slightly, and quickly turned away.

"Yanyou, let's talk." Mo Yi deeply retracted the emotions leaking from the bottom of his eyes, and spoke lightly.

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A serious and solemn atmosphere permeated the space, Yan You shook his palm, and sat on the sofa, inexplicably looking cramped and uneasy.

Handing Yan You a cup of warm milk, Mo Yishen took the leather goods on the side, placed them on the coffee table, moved to Yan You, and motioned for her to look.

Yan You glanced at him suspiciously, paused, opened it, and pulled out the information inside. The above records are all about the industry of Yanshi Group and the recent cooperation projects with some merchants.

Yan You frowned, his dark eyes set off a wave, which disappeared in an instant, and he raised his eyes to look at Mo Yishen opposite: "What do you mean by this?" ”

"I'm just curious, the financial resources of the Yan Group are not weak, on the contrary, they are very thick, but my father told me that the Yan Group is in a crisis of poor capital turnover...... Anyone who knows me knows that I have never been at anyone's mercy. Mo Yishen paused, there was something in his words, but he didn't say it all.

Yan You's eyes lowered thoughtfully, and the study suddenly fell into a long silence.

After a while, Yan You raised his eyes again to look at Mo Yishen, and the calmness in his eyes made Mo Yishen frown subconsciously.

"The Yan Group, as you investigated, is thriving, and there is indeed no situation of poor capital turnover......" Yan You paused, laughed dryly, and continued: "It's hard for Uncle Mo to try so hard to match us. As soon as the words turned, there was a faint maturity and stability that did not meet the age in the bottom of his eyes, and with a shallow sentence, all the responsibility was put on Mo Yishen's father, Mo Shiji.