Chapter 319

It turns out that she is a fool from beginning to end. She has long been controlled by metaphor without knowing it.

This time, she once again lost to Yu se.

And it was a terrible loss.

She lost not only Mo Sen, but also chen fan.

"Cherry, when you came in here, you didn't expect that Van Gogh was my man already?"

"You You... " Cherry couldn't say anything but "you." his eyes were full of panic.

"However, fan Ge also refreshes my understanding of him. I thought that as long as I gave him the medicine, he would let me go. But I didn't expect that he was really a man of commitment and credit. He even let his subordinates from abroad investigate the things you saved him in those years. Fortunately, you robbed other people's credit and took advantage of Van Gogh For a few years, otherwise, I don't think fange will let me go this time. Therefore, in the final analysis, it's all your own iniquities that ultimately hurt yourself. "

"Ah..." Cherry yelled hysterically.

However, Yu se has ignored her, "Jingyao, let's go."

However, this time, Mo Jingyao didn't start at once. His long body was rooted and fixed there, "Xiaose, chen fan is not your man."

Well.

She turned her head and looked at the man around her.

She just said it casually, but he was serious.

At this time, she must correct her casual words.

She really took it.

"I'll just say it casually. What are you more serious about?" Yu se said and pinched the back of Mo Jing Yao's hand.

It's definitely a little routine.

However, Mo Sen's eyes were straight. "Jingyao, did you let her do something to you? She always does this to you? " As a father, Merson couldn't see through.

In his understanding, Mo Jingyao can pinch others, beat others and scold others. Others can never do anything to Mo Jingyao, which is absolutely not allowed.

Mo Jingyao turned his head to see Mo Sen, "beating is a kiss, scolding is love. Father, don't you understand what this means?"

"Bang" for a moment, metaphorical color wants to find a crack in the ground.

Mo Jingyao's joke is a little cold.

No, it's cold.

Absolutely cold jokes.

"I'm old. I really can't understand the world of young people."

Mo Jingyao nodded, "father, you'd better deal with the peach blossom debt you've caused yourself, otherwise, I don't mind helping you deal with it."

"Ashen, please forgive me. For the sake of our daughter, she is your intimate cotton padded jacket. You love her the most."

What's cherry shouting at the back? I can't hear the metaphor clearly.

It's not that you can't hear it, but you don't want to hear it at all.

However, until he got on the black Bugatti of Mo Jingyao, the voice of cherry's screams could still be heard in the small building behind him.

Yu se listens to the voice, and suddenly turns to see Mo Jing Yao, "worthy of being a father and son. Originally, your father's ruthlessness is not inferior at all."

Lu Jiang, who was driving here, couldn't help adding, "Sir's method is much less than our ink."

"Is that so?" To see Mo Jingyao in terms of color.

"Lujiang, don't want to drive. Stop the car and you can walk back by yourself."

"Want to drive, especially want to drive, especially willing to serve for Mo Shao and little grandmother." Lu Jiang immediately showed himself with dogleg's efforts. In order not to walk back to the city, Lu Jiang added the name of "little grandma".

Sure enough, Mo Jingyao seemed to have forgotten the words he had just said about getting him out of the car and walking back. He never mentioned it again.

Metaphor quietly leaning on the back of the chair, when the danger finally passed this moment, she also finally relaxed, "Chen fan is a good man."

Think of Chen fan, metaphor murmured to himself.

"Don't mention him." Mo Jingyao rubbed his eyebrows and wanted to hit people.

However, if he wanted to play metaphor, he still couldn't do it.

So, it's no use thinking about it.

This little woman is a goblin who is used to torture him.

Yu se ignores Mo Jingyao. Sometimes this man is a paper tiger. She is not afraid of him.

Looking out of the car in a happy mood, "I guess your dad will let cherry go in the end."

"Why?"

"She gave birth to your sister." No matter whether Mo Jingyao admits or not to admit cherry's daughter, the girl is mo Jingyao's sister in blood.

It can't change the fact.

"She's not my sister. My sister has only one Jingxi."

Hearing Mo Jingyao's quick retort that the girl was not his sister, Yu se shook his hand and said, "well, you only have mo Jingxi as a sister."Then, after she finished this sentence, Mo Jingyao's stiff hand slowly relaxed, and finally he was able to hold the figurative hand back.

Lu Jiang peeks at Mo Jingyao and Yu se quietly through the rearview mirror. Is he careless and full of dog food?

He's really going to die of dog food today.

Black Bugatti slowly stops at the bottom of the apartment building.

Before stopping steadily, Yu se jumped out of the car and rushed to the front of the building in general, "Lujiang, send ink less back."

"I..."

"You go back first."

"Send ink less back."

“……” Lu Jiang is confused. Is he listening to metaphor or Mo Jingyao?

He should listen to Mo Jing.

However, he felt that if he did not listen to metaphors, the consequences would be disastrous.

Because his master is now completely captured by Yu se, which is likely to be what Yu se says. Moreover, he thinks that if he doesn't listen to Yu se, Yu se is likely to blow something in Mo Jingyao's ear. At that time, he will be as miserable as ever.

How can I feel that the consequences of listening to anyone at this time are not very good.

He's too hard.

Lu Jiang was stunned for a second at first, but when he felt the air around him suddenly turned cold, he finally woke up and said, "Miss Yu, wait a minute, I have something to give you."

He's really stupid.

His salary was paid by Mo Jingyao.

Naturally, it is necessary to relieve Mo Jingyao's worries.

"What?" Yu se turns around curiously and looks at Lu Jiang.

Although she was on the bus all the way, she was always by Mo Jingyao's side.

However, as long as she thought that she was admitted to the University of Nantah instead of the same university, she was still frustrated.

Lu Jiang quickly opened the door, took a folder to the metaphor, "you see it."

"Well, I'll see it upstairs." Take it, turn around and go in.