One year later.
In S City, a large-scale new book publishing conference is being held in the central square. A group of reporters gathered at the bottom. Many of them specially came from other places to participate in the new book publishing conference of Su Mo, the most popular writer of both sexes.
In the light of a magnesium lamp, a woman with long hair in a long white skirt walked onto the stage. After greeting the fans and reporters, she sat on the stage. Although she is not the kind of amazing first sight beauty, the unique charm of her body has conquered everyone's eyes. Even the reporter who has always been sharp and critical can not help but be captured by her temperament.
She is just like a natural star, without the airs of a star at all. She has a kind and gentle smile on her cheek, with no sense of distance at all. Even though she is a hot best-selling writer, and all kinds of TV programs are competing to invite her to interview, she still shows a very low profile. Except for the new book publishing meeting, she only promised one media to interview.
That's J. O……
When Su Mo sat down, there was a warm applause at the bottom, and the press conference began. After the host's routine introduction, the following is the media question time.
"Miss Su, are you married?"
"Ha ha, I'm a mother of two." Su Mo smiles, and shows his left diamond ring generously.
Seeing her cooperation, it was not as difficult as it was rumored. The reporters threw out all kinds of problems like chicken blood.
"Miss Su, you have chosen to publish your new book in this city. Is there any special reason?"
"It's special here for me."
"Miss Su, it is said that this is your autobiographical novel. Is the content of the book your personal experience?"
This question made Su Mo Jiao laugh and joke, "how is it possible? Please don't sit in the right place. How can there be such a incompetent man in the world? "
In a word, it made everyone laugh.
In front of the TV, a man's face had already turned black.
Muchuan holds a book in his hand and is reading it with relish. The big words on the cover "in those years when my husband couldn't do it" are particularly eye-catching. From time to time, he burst into laughter and glanced at the boss over there. The more someone in the TV deliberately didn't let the right number sit, the more happy he was reading.
At this time, di Yunxiao is walking down from the upstairs, holding the book in his hand, and his mouth is full of happy smile. Sit on the sofa, take a look at the beautiful writer who is doing the interview, and then take a look at the ink city full of anger. The smile deepened a bit.
"It's said that Ziling is selling well."
"Ha ha My sister-in-law is so funny! " Muchuan has long forgotten the black face boss beside him, and can't wait to share with di Yunxiao, "I read this book. Brothers should have one for each of us, as an inspirational reading material for our k-word party!"
A sharp line of sight, mixed with a cold wind, came straight towards Ishikawa.
Kimakawa shrunk his neck and shut his mouth.
Di Yunxiao is a faint smile, "as far as I know, there have been brothers began to organize group buying, and some spontaneously translated into English, French, German version, for the benefit of foreign brothers."
Muchuan forbeared, did not let himself laugh out, look at the boss that slightly twisted handsome face, he has a kind of turning serf singing noble consciousness.
Mo Cheng took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, raised his eyes and swept to di Yunxiao. Coldly, he ordered word by word, "call the publisher, no matter how many copies she printed, I'll take them all! No one is allowed on the market! Do you hear me? No one is allowed to show up
Di Yunxiao restrained a smile and cleared his throat, "I know."
On hearing this, Muchuan quietly hid the book that his sister-in-law had sent to him
In the TV, the interview is coming to an end. At this time, there is a big surprise.
"Look, that's not J. O。 Is mo Sheng the president of the company? "
"Yes, yes, why did he come?"
"Did you personally support Su Mo? If that's the case, she's too proud, isn't she? "
"Oh, by the way, Su Mo only promised to be a J. O。 Can it be these two people... "
Journalists are very strong in drawing inferences from one instance. In just a few seconds, several versions of scripts about Su Mo and Mo Sheng have taken shape.
Mo Sheng ignored the surprised sight of the reporters and walked onto the stage leisurely. Elegant demeanor, handsome appearance, as well as his J. O。 The identity of the president has gilded him one layer after another. As soon as it appeared, it grabbed the limelight of Su Mo and gathered all the focus.
Mo Sheng came to her and said, "congratulations."
Su Mo smiles, "thank you."
In addition, there was no more conversation between them. Under the guidance of the staff, Su Mo stepped down and left in a black luxury car. The sharp eyed reporter found that it was mo Sheng's car.
Sitting in the car, Mo Sheng handed him a glass of juice. She picked it up and glared at him with a smile. "President Mo, please come and join us. I'm really flattered!"Mo Sheng wry smile, "OK, purple spirit, you don't take me happy." Lift Mou, serious say, "you know I seek you is for what."
Su Ziling picked up the juice, took a sip, put it down for a long time, looked at him deeply, and asked, "how have you been this year?"
Mo Sheng raised his lips. Although the smile on his face was plain, it was warm. "Although he was repeating the same thing every day, he had never been so down-to-earth."
Purple Ling laughed, "that's good."
Maybe there is a person around him who can make him stable, just keep him quiet, can let him settle down. Sometimes people's feelings are very complicated. The reason for two people to come together is not necessarily love, but also a reason to convince each other.
There was a moment of silence before she asked in a low voice, "how is she?"
Mo Sheng shook his head, "no good."
Knowing what his "bad" stands for, Ziling sighed and looked out of the window, "take me to see her."
The car drove out of the city until it came to the entrance of the Mohist villa in the middle of the mountain.
Purple spirit calmly walk out of the car, look around, for the memory here, she will always stay in the first encounter with the beautiful city of Mexico.
"Let's go," Mo Sheng walked in front of him, and Ziling followed him. His back was still tall and straight, but there was an unspeakable loneliness.
As soon as they got up the stairs, they saw a maid running down the stairs. Looking at Mo Sheng, they said, "young master, it's not good. Miss Yan, she..."
As soon as Mo Sheng's face changed, he ran up without waiting for the maid. Purple spirit also don't neglect, followed him up the stairs.
Ran to the door, Mo Sheng Shu Er stopped, looking at the door armrest, hesitated, eyes flashing a little uncertain, lips slightly pursed, or hand open the door.
There is a faint fragrance of orchids floating in the room. It smells very comfortable and breathes. Lying on the bed was a thin body, already thin and out of human shape, with white hair, as dry as a mass of straw, lying there, not angry.
Seeing that she was still in the weak undulating chest, Mo Sheng finally let go with a heart hanging. The frenzy on her face also converged. She walked over quietly, put her body in order, put a pillow behind her, and pulled the quilt over her. Knowing that she cared most about her appearance, especially in front of her opponent, he combed her hair and made sure that her image was OK before he stepped aside and gave a smile to Ziling, as if explaining and comforting himself, "she's OK, just fainting."
From Mo Sheng's series of actions just now, we can see that in this short year, he did not know how many such emergencies he had dealt with. Purple spirit and eyes fell on the bed unconscious woman, heart faint overflow a few silk sad.
For her.
Her cheeks were so thin and sunken, her eyes were black, her face was covered with wrinkles, her skin was as loose and dry as a layer of wax, and she could not find the shadow of the gorgeous beauty in the past.
"She's been sticking to it all the time," Mo Sheng said softly, gazing at her, unable to say whether it's pity or anything else. "She's struggling to come back from the edge of death again and again. She's really hard." A smile, his eyes extremely soft, "I know, she wants to accompany me a few days."
Lift eyes, hope to purple spirit, "no matter what she has done, she got punishment really enough, even if not enough, the rest is up to me to return for her, please, please save her, OK?"
Staring at him, Ziling's lips slightly mentioned, "I'm very happy now. I don't need to be filled with other people's punishment." With that, she went to the bedside, concentrated her will, and carefully watched Yan Xiluo. She found that the black breath on her body was so weak that there was only a faint touch left, and it would disappear at any time.
Purple spirit steady mind, slowly raised his hands, hands gathered a blue halo, gradually formed two luminous spheres, respectively aimed at her eyebrows and chest.
She is not Sangyu and doesn't know how to cure, but she has one of the most effective and direct methods, which is to give her some magic power in her body. She believes that the power of witches can help her!
Suddenly, her wrist was held by a thin hand.
Mo Sheng and Zi Ling are all in a daze. They react to Shang Yan Xi's slightly cold eyes.
Yan Xi Luo holds the hand of purple spirit like this, the face is expressionless, the Mou light is cold to resemble a stranger.
Mo Sheng said, "Xi Luo, Ziling is here to help you."
Purple spirit doesn't speak, the light ball on the hand temporarily disappears, Yan Xi Luo this just loosens hand, and powerless hang down. She stared at Ziling, hoarse voice, "you will save your enemy, but I will not accept the enemy's handout."
Mo Sheng brows a tight, just want to say what, purple spirit but opened his mouth, "I'm not saving my enemy, I'm just helping my friend."
Obviously, yanxiluo will not be so sentimental as to list herself as her "friend". Of course, she understands that Su Ziling means Mo Sheng. However, no matter who she is for, the black wizard and their born witches are doomed enemies. Hundreds of years ago, it's even more so now.www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!