Young Master Mo, Are You Done Kissing?

The season is warm and full of darkness and slightly tidy toilets surrounded by silence.

It's almost as if a drop of water was coming from somewhere, in the dark, one drop at a time, causing people to tremble.

And what's that noise out there?

Seems very close, sneaky movement.

Seasonal warmth reached out and was about to push the door, but was surprised to find that the door, which was just normal, could not be pushed.

Every single little door in the bathroom can only be unlocked inside, the lock inside has been opened by her, how could it not be opened?

Suddenly there was a feeling of uneasiness in her heart, and she raised her hand and patted her hand on the door a few times, shouting, “Anybody? ”

The lights can't suddenly be broken by such coincidence. The Royal Court Hotel, a top upscale venue, is hosting VIP guests from the United States tonight. The staff here will certainly check everywhere properly. There can be no flashes or errors, and this door is obviously locked outside.

Just so you know, it's artificial!

Who the hell is that?

Sheng Yi could never have done this, brought her here to keep her locked up, contradicted, and had no motive, so it wasn't him.

She had just been hiding in the banquet hall, and had not met the Mo family, no one should have noticed her, not to mention anyone who had a problem with her.

Those who can be brave enough to do this at the heavily guarded Royal Hotel...

Absolutely not!

There are no windows in the bathroom and the surroundings are well enclosed. As the lights go out, the air conditioning stops working at the same time and the power supply should be disconnected.

Seasonal Warm's body has not been very comfortable today. I don't know how long she's going to be locked up here. She just shouted so loud that no one will come near her. No one will probably hear her at all.

She gradually took a step backwards, capped the toilet lid and sat on the toilet lid to save her strength.

Picking up her phone, a little light on the screen gave her a little sense of security.

She was brought here so suddenly by the cold that her phone didn't have time to charge and now only 4% of the electricity.

The phone had no signal, the electricity was running out, and she lit the phone repeatedly, watching the passage of time.

Until the phone screen automatically darkens...

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At the dinner, Mo Jingshen and Mo Shao had a brief chat. At this time, An Yan had been called by his father to the side, and the father and daughter talked in a low voice.

Shortly afterwards, Amber and Answer walked back.

Mo Jing turned around deeply and said to Ann Father, “I remember when the scriptures were young, they had an engagement with the eldest son of the Weissons, and then they moved to England without mentioning it. ”

The smile on the face of my father and my scribe was a little stiff.

Mo Jing deeply indifferently smiled: “Now that the Weissons have returned to the United States, they also have an inseparable relationship with Anjia's company. Since neither the scriptures nor Mr. Weisson's eldest son have ever been married, there are no suitable candidates beside them. In my opinion, it would be better for the Mo family to act as a medium to promote the marriage between the two families. ”

An Yan's face was a little pale, and he couldn't believe it. He looked at the depth of the ink that was always calm and refreshing.

When Mo Jingdeep spoke, Mr. Weisson, who was also present today, was right beside him. When he heard the words, he turned around and smiled in Chinese. “Haha, the engagement was still made on Miss An's fifth birthday. After so many years, Mr. An presumed to be a nobleman, and he didn't want to marry his daughter too soon, I didn't want to mention it again. ”

In less than a second, Ann said: “Uncle Wesson, I...”

“I read that the scriptures are now of marriageable age, and that Mr. Weisson's family lives with his family in New York, even if they were married in the past, they would not be far from home.” Mo Jing had a deep vision and an impeccably perfect smile on her face, interrupting her words: “I heard that when the engagement was initially made, the New York City governor was there personally, and now the other party is a senior New York official. It would be great if he came to preside over the scripture wedding himself. ”

Father An frowned and hid a flash of discomfort: “Twenty years have passed...”

“Isn't it appropriate that the Weisson family's 20-year friendship with Anjia is not only a partner, but also a close friend of the elders, who married their children early?” Mo Jing smiled deeply and turned to Mr. Weisson, who had officially entered the talk circle.

Mr. Weisson and Mo Jing deeply touched the cup and still used a less proficient Chinese courtesy: “Miss An is too good to marry, of course we would be honored! But I am afraid that I will be grieving Miss An. After all, after a few years of torment in England, our family is not as good as before. ”

Anshu Yan bit his lips dead and his eyes turned from Mr. Weisson's face, which had always been filled with laughter, to Ink's deep face.

Every word of Mo Jingdeep blocks her from saying anything.

And Mr. Wesson has been inspired by him, and now she's going to offend the Wessons if she says no.

Mr. Wesson's attitude, which he now wishes to rest, is all the more obvious in wanting her to marry him, but deliberately lowers her profile.

“Mr. Wesson is so modest, how many financial tycoons at home and abroad have to raise their heads?” Mo Jing deeply seemed unintentional, but she did lead the way on all the topics, "she said, smiling lightly.“ When she was a kid, she came to Haicheng and stayed in Mo's house for a while, but was taken back to the United States for medical treatment because she was unwell. I think she seems to have lost a lot of weight lately, so I think she still can't adjust to domestic life. ”

“President Mo...” Anshu said.

Mo Jing looked at her with a deep smile: “I know your heart is in your career, but you are certainly old enough to marry someone. After signing this cooperation contract, you will go straight back to the United States, and when the wedding is settled, please let me know. ”

An Yan's face was white and white. He looked at him with his eyes open and his slender fingers squeezed hard on his skirt.

With this man's steady smiling eyes, he hid too deep a castle to be surprised.

Father An's face is already very ugly, but it also hinders Mo Jingshen. Today, he really gives the face of An Shu and An's family. His words are impeccable. It really makes people almost nowhere to start the fire, and even less reason to start this fire.

Mushao frowned and looked at it coldly, knowing that his own son had given it to the rebels, which was already very unpleasant.

No wonder Mo Jing was so cooperative, he had only one purpose tonight, to return Anshu Yan to the United States in a rational way, and to pair Anshu Yan with others.

However, he acted in a way that was too meticulous and thorough to be picked out of anything.