Imperial Secretary Han saw the woman and his face was stiff.

"Is that Miss ye?" said Hoth. "You really hurt others deeply about the cloud clothes. Compared with the love that almost everyone blessed between Mo Shen and Miss Gu, you are like a rotten peach blossom! As a gentleman, I don't involve you. By the way, I send you a Chinese saying," the good reincarnation of heaven, you have to pay off all your debts. "

Imperial Secretary Han took back his eyes and went to long Mo Shen. Jun's face showed a brilliant and charming smile, "Mo Shen, why are you in such a hurry to leave?"

Hoss looked over there and shook his head. This is the story of a marriage phobic hedonist who abandoned his fiancee and left with another woman at the wedding.

The night lady on the other side of the banquet hall despised and hated her eyes, mixed with some things that were difficult to distinguish between love and hate. She wanted to gouge out the imperial Secretary cold.

A female friend came up to her, "Weiyang?"

"Let's go."

At the end of the night, he pulled up the white fox hair shawl on his shoulder and went away.

Long Mo Shen and Yu Sihan walked out of the hotel building, did not answer Yu Sihan's question, looked at the time on the watch, "I'll leave in advance. If you have time, send SHIV back to Barlow manor."

"Will she promise? I think SHIV wants you to send her?" said Royal Secretary Han, "but it's OK to get to know her."

The Dragon Mo gentry lowered his eyes, sighed and nodded, "it seems that there is no white help before, otherwise it really helped you carry a romantic debt."

"I'm sorry, Mr. long. Who has more romantic debts than you." Yusi Han refused.

"No, I don't like it. I will refuse cleanly and without hesitation, so no woman who has met me before dares to come back to me." long Moshen lit a cigar, glanced at the night lady who got on the bus from another, smiled, "but you're different."

"Different? Then why did Schiff follow you to country D?"

“……”

The Dragon Mo gentry didn't speak and spewed out a mouthful of smoke in silence.

Shiv is indeed an exception. There are too many factors involved between them. In a word, even if he refuses, he must be a good woman to her.

For a moment, the two noblest men stood outside the hotel without talking.

After a while, until the cigarette of long Mo Shen was almost finished, Yu Sihan asked, "What's the situation with the dragon family? Didn't you say last time that you held a family meeting with the dragon family after you returned to England? In fact, for your current situation, letting other men of the dragon family marry Fu is the most perfect result, which can maintain the relationship with the cherrofield family and won't affect you and Miss Gu."

"She doesn't agree," said long Mo Shen.

"It's also normal. SHIV recognized you in her eyes. No matter who you are or who you are, how could she condescend to marry other people in the dragon family." Yu Sihan said that the whole dragon family, the helmsman, was the authoritative leader of the whole dragon family.

Since she knew the Dragon ink gentleman and had the opportunity to marry him, which woman would like to see other men? It is even more impossible for a noble lady with a higher vision than the clouds like Schiff.

After all, women like kings.

"SHIV, let her figure it out," said long Moshen, "but I proposed to abolish the two marriage ancestral teachings for family heirs at the last family meeting. Many people opposed it."

"Of course, if the family rules have to be changed for hundreds of years, those elders in the family will certainly not agree."

Long Mo Shen said with another smile, "I'm not sure my brother is waiting for this opportunity to inherit the throne. He's waiting for the opportunity for the family to disagree with me and come to power."

"That's impossible." imperial Secretary Han didn't worry about him at all. "Let's not say that you are the eldest son of the dragon family. According to the rules of the dragon family, the heir is also the eldest son. It's easy for you to grab the throne."

"Indeed." the long Mo gentry wittily hooked his lips, and his tone was the king's assurance of a sure victory. "In the long family, unless I give up the throne myself, it's impossible to take it from me."

With that, the Dragon ink gentleman handed the cigarette in his hand to the side. A bodyguard immediately brought an ashtray and he put it out.

"OK, it's getting late. I'll go first." long Moshen looked at the time. Good night, Gu. It should be the restaurant over there.

At this time, SHIV, surrounded by some celebrities in the capital, saw that long Mo Shen seemed to be leaving and came over at once.

"Mo Shen." she took his arm and said sweetly, "where are you going? I don't eat much at the party. I happen to be a little hungry. Go and eat with me?"

"Yes." the long Mo gentry responded generously and quietly sideways took out his arm, "but I have something to do now. The imperial young man will accompany you there and he will take you back to Barlow manor later."

"..." SHIV's pink lips pursed slightly.

"Don't worry," said long Mo gentry gently, "I'll personally take you on the plane tomorrow."

"Mo Shen, do you just want me to go?" SHIV's eyes were slightly red. He refused her in front of Yu Sihan. She only felt wronged and angry for a moment.

"SIV, I made it clear to you yesterday," he turned. "And don't forget the one month appointment in England."

Long Mo Shen walked to the car with his negative hand, and Ming Ye immediately opened the door.

Shiv clenched her hands, suddenly excited and said, "I agree, but I didn't say I would give up! Moshen, I won't go!"

"Yu Shao, go to have something to eat with Miss SHIV, and take her back to Barlow manor later." long Mo Shen didn't look back and got on the bus indifferently.

Looking at the extended Lincoln car in front, she slowly turned around and left the hotel with several bodyguard cars. Schiff's eyes were red.

Mimia walked over to SHIV and looked at the car left by long Mo Shen, "Miss SHIV, this..."

Next to Yushi Han, he looked at the scene awkwardly and smiled, "... Miss SIV, feelings can't come reluctantly. Do you want to eat Western food or try Chinese food?"

Shiv didn't speak.

"Then wait a minute. I'll book a place." Yushi Han went aside and called. There was no way. Long Moshen had helped him before. At this time, he should stand up and do everything for long Moshen.

Shiv clenched her hands and looked at the direction of long Mo Shen's car leaving. Her moist red blue eyes became firm a little bit.

She blew her curly blond hair in the micro night, and looked like a golden glow under the luxurious lights outside the hotel, just like a noble and pure goddess in the myth.

"Miss Schiff," asked mimia, "do you really want to go back to England? Good night?"

"No... he must care about me."

Shiv's eyes twinkled and walked to the front steps.

Suddenly, the crystal high-heeled shoes under her feet stepped empty——