Ranbai also indulges Li Mo's small movements, just as she said that day. As long as this person is good, she will spoil him.

"With all due respect," the young man opened his mouth slowly, with a gentle indifference and dignity: "I think I'm not interested."

The clear voice, not light or heavy, hit Fengchu song's heart. She almost blurted out and couldn't believe it: "what did you say?!"

"Sorry, I'm not interested in repeating it again."

"You see again? Not interested? Do you know what you will miss?" Feng Chu's voice was higher.

Li Mo lowered his eyes and played with the young man's white to excessive hand. He listened to Feng Chu's song carelessly. He narrowed his narrow peach blossom eyes, whispered, smiled at the corners of his lips, and his voice was shallow and lazy: "people in Feng mansion are so uneducated?"

"Don't compare me with your ancient pedantic feudal rules. I don't care about these!" Feng Chuge's face was poor, and her heart could no longer suppress her anger.

"They don't want you either." Li Mo said softly, with an evil voice.

Feng Chu's heart was bent. She said that Li Mo couldn't help it. She turned to ranbai and said, "you are also a modern man. Since you are like this, I don't want to cooperate with you!"

Fengchu song suddenly thought of something and said with a sneer, "I'm afraid you guessed that I'm also from the 21st century? So you spread those poems yourself, just to make a fool of me and make you the only person who got up in ancient times?"

Feng Chu's words were sharp. "You dream! I've never lost anyone. I'm the president of the first jewelry company in the 21st century. Do you think I can't play with you?"

"I'm afraid miss Feng misunderstood." ran Bai smiled and said, "I don't know the 21st world and don't understand the modernity in your mouth."

After a while,

Ranbai regretted and said, "it turns out that there is something wrong with Miss Feng's etiquette and self-restraint, as I heard at the banquet a few days ago."

The young man's eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, his eyes are like clear fog, clean and cold, and his leisurely gentlemanly temperament: "it seems that the instruction given by the Phoenix House to Miss Feng, Mammy is not so good."

The clear, clear and indifferent voice can rise for no reason. It is cold and bad, but when he looks at the young man, he still has a light eye color, no waves and no waves.

Fengchu song was angry: "you are also from modern times. You have tit for tat with me again and again, and even helped Fengchu Yan. You can't help me. To put it bluntly, you are jealous that I also come from modern times?"

Li Mo's eyes were as dark as ink dye. He was slow and his voice was slightly mocked: "I'm afraid there's nothing to envy about Miss Feng."

Fengchu song looked at the handsome and precious man's narrow eyes, like an unfathomable abyss, which made Fengchu song subconsciously look away and dare not see it again.

"Didn't you come up with it yourself?" ran Bai slowly said with bad words: "the etiquette of the eldest miss of the Phoenix family is really better than you, isn't it?"

"There is something wrong with Miss Feng's upbringing, so I won't waste time with you." the young man's face is clear and meaningful, his eyes are like clear fog, clean and precious: "green cloud, see off."

When the guard outside the door heard the boy's orders, he immediately came in and went to Fengchu song, "Miss Feng, please."

It sounds good to see off guests, but hard to say, it's a rush.

"I'll go by myself!" Feng Chuge's face was ugly. She shook her sleeve and walked to the door. She stopped abruptly and looked at the cold, indifferent and noble young man. Finally, she said, "you will regret it!"