Chapter 357

Mozi owl and Ling Yu's lips smoked. Su Xiangwan was right. With them, how could she be hurt?

At first, in order to test Su Xiangwan, Ling Yu specially told her that they were gangsters, but she didn't expect that she didn't care. Instead, she smiled and said, "we are friends. Real friends don't care about each other's birth and background!"

It was also because of that temptation that Ling Yu completely changed his view of Su Xiangwan. He would prefer to play with her when he was free.

"Thank you!"

"Don't be so polite to me. If it weren't for you at the beginning, I might not be in the world anymore!" Su Xiangwan would smile bitterly at every mention of this.

Ink owl knew that there was a painful past in Su Xiangwan's heart, which was an untouchable scar.

"Well, eat first, eat and say!"

Seeing that the atmosphere was wrong, Ling Yu hurried to say, for fear that Su xiangnight would think of the previous sad things.

After a meal, they talked and laughed. In order to celebrate her move, Mo Zixiao also gave Ling Yu time to go to his own company and help Su Xiangwan buy some things.

After dinner, Su Xiangwan told Luo Luo that he would not come back to stay tonight, so he followed them.

Ling Yu still has some things to deal with. Su Xiangwan gets into the car of Mo Zixiao directly.

On the way, the ink owl kept on answering the phone until he returned to the villa and heard him say, "Su Mo, go change a suit and come down, and we'll go!"

"Good!"

With a smile, Su Xiangwan had no more to ask. He got out of the car and went upstairs directly.

"Young Lord, everything is ready. Are you going to take Miss Su?" Mu Yan asked when he saw that Mo Zixiao came back with Su Xiangwan.

"Later you take Su Mo to the bedroom to rest!"

"Yes!"

At this time, Su Xiangwan had changed his clothes and came down with a bag in his hand.

"I'm ready!"

Nodded, the ink owl walked up to Su Xiangwan and said, "when you get on the plane later, let Mu Yan take you to the room to rest. I have something to deal with."

After that, Su xiangnight followed them to a large parking airport behind the villa. Next to the plane stood more than 20 men in black suits.

"Miss Su, this is your room. If there's nothing to do, I'll be busy first!"

"It's all right. Go and be busy!"

Entering the room, Su Xiangwan saw that the decoration inside was very luxurious. Even the plane sent by Nangong Yu's grandfather was not as good as the one in front of him.

Put things away. Su Xiangwan changed into a casual suit and leaned against the head of the bed to read.

After discussing things with Ling Yu, Mo Zixiao knocked on Su Xiangwan's room door. Seeing that there was no response, I guess she should have slept, so she didn't bother.

When Su Xiang woke up in the evening, he was already lying in the hotel room. He heard a whisper in the living room, turned over and walked out.

"Good morning!"

"Sorry, did I delay you talking about work?"

"No, did you sleep well?"

Standing up, the ink owl came forward, took Su Xiangwan's hand and said softly.

Su Xiangwan subconsciously wanted to take his hand back from the ink owl. However, he had great strength and pulled it for a few times. Finally, he had to give up.

"Well, I slept well!"

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In the largest hotel in Africa, the largest hall on the top floor is magnificent.

Wearing a blue evening dress, Su Xiangwan walked slowly to the meeting hall in front of her.

Level by level inspection and scanning by electronic instruments opened Su xiangnight's eyes and looked at the battle in front of him. I'm afraid even the president of a country is just like this!

Along the way, Su Xiangwan felt like he was walking on the execution ground. It was a lie to say he was not nervous!

Soon, Su xiangnight heard a man standing at the door shouting inside: "Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo, here!"

The lights, for a moment, gathered at the door. The majestic and luxurious door was slowly pushed open.

This man, as soon as he appeared, almost eclipsed the lights in the whole venue, and immediately lost some temperature in the originally lively venue.

Too cold!

That is a kind of innate coolness.

Even on such a social occasion, he didn't want to give anyone face. In the face of courting one by one, the ink owl was always expressionless, not even a smiling face.

However, even so, countless girls in the field still bowed to his cold temperament, and that spirit, physique and aura made women feel safe.

It seems that as long as he is there, the sky will not be afraid of falling.

Su Xiangwan, who was standing next to the ink owl, was like sitting on a needle and felt. Looking at the eyes of those women, everyone wanted to eat her.

If her eyes could kill, I'm afraid she'd already be dead without a whole body.

"Welcome, owl!" faith put down his glass, came forward with a smile and said, "it's my honor for you to come!"

Ink owl shook hands with faith politely, and his face was gentle only in front of the old man. Glancing at Mu Yan standing aside, Mu Yan solemnly sent this gift to faith's hand and said, "this is a gift specially prepared by my young master for Mr. Fei. I wish you good health, optimism and longevity!"

"It's good that people come. Gifts don't matter!" faith replied with a clear spirit. His men had received the gifts.

"Who is this lady?"

Faith pointed to Su Xiangwan and looked at the ink owl and asked.

"Let me introduce you. This is my friend Su mo. Su Mo is the old Mr. faith I often mention to you!"

Su Xiangwan smiled and said, "happy birthday, Fei Lao, happy birthday!"

"Thank you!"

"Come on, you must play well and eat well!"

The ink owl nodded his jaw at fisqing, then took sue to the night and sat down.

On the field, melodious dance music sounded at the moment.

In the meeting hall, a pair of well-dressed people slipped into the dance floor. Mo Zixiao took a glass of red wine and handed it to Su Xiangwan. He took a glass and swayed it gently in his hand.

Seeing that Su Xiangwan was very comfortable, eating snacks there, the ink owl hooked his lips and said, "you don't seem to worry that I will be invited by other women?"

Raised his eyes and looked at the ink owl. Su Xiangwan said coolly, "you're so cold that you're almost freezing people into ice sculptured faces. How many women do you think have so much freezing power in this venue?"

Su Xiangwan's words made Mo Zixiao frown. Was she really worthless in her heart?