But he stopped all the words again. Yang Mobei sighed helplessly at the bottom of his heart. Well, no matter what she thinks, now that she has made a decision, it's inconvenient for him to say anything. Chuck has all that a woman can imagine, mature and steady, aloof and cold, handsome and wise, gentle and affectionate... Even if such a man is ruthless, he is full of fatal temptation. No wonder she fell in again. If she doesn't remember, but they can live a happy life, it seems impossible to bury the unpleasant scene forever. He wanted to tell her everything, but she was afraid. She exhausted her youth and efforts, and finally... She still couldn't be happy. It's sunny outside. No matter how the storm, there will always be a rainbow after it. Why should he worry. As she said, it is not a party. Seeing is always just performance, only performance, then the decision made in her heart is also a wrong decision. He looked at her and said solemnly, "Yao Yao, if you need any help, you can come to me. If you can help, I will help you." Tao Yaoyao really needs his help. She said: "I really need mobeige's help. The city's international radio set up a branch in Australia. The director of the radio station is your old classmate. I mean, can you introduce me?"“ No problem, I'll call him now... "Yang Mobei took out his cell phone and dialed the phone number of his old classmate in Tao Yaoyao's voice of thanks... - on the other side, Feng Zhuo knew as soon as Tao Yaoyao saw Yang Mobei. His faint eyes, the obvious ice sank, looked at the champagne roses he had bought, his eyes were deep, and then leaned back on the seat to close his eyes. Fang Neng, sitting in the co pilot's seat, glanced at Feng Huo from the rearview mirror, hesitated, turned around and said, "Sir, today is the old man's 70th birthday. Just now Kelly called and the old man wants to have a video with you." Feng Zhuo opened his eyes and could immediately connect the video call. The video screen in front of the back seat slowly fell down. When it was all unfolded, a cold old man on the screen, dressed in a neat Zhongshan suit, sat quietly in a chair. His hair was very smooth without a trace of disorder. White hair like silver can be clearly seen in black hair. In the slightly sunken eye sockets, a pair of dark brown eyes quietly tell the vicissitudes of the years. Although it is already 70, it can be seen that the sword is not old. Feng Zhuo looked at him and said, "happy birthday, Grandpa." The old man snorted coldly, "isn't it in China? Then you should know that this is my happy birthday. " Feng Zhuo: "...." this is deliberately looking for a fork. Grandpa and sun haven't seen each other for several years. Every time they talk by video, but every time they don't say a few words, the old man starts to teach people a lesson. No matter what is wrong or right, they pick up and say what“ You still have such a bad temper. Have you taken good medicine recently? " Feng Shao, who is used to it, is the same as usual. If you want to find something, I'll hang up directly“ It's none of your business. "“ Forget it, I'll hang up. "“ You wait for me. " The old man slapped the table angrily: "don't you have anything to tell me?"“ You'll listen when I say it? " Feng Shao asked faintly