I guess I haven't fallen asleep yet.

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes lightly, and Luo Xiao took her away. If he left him, he would probably detoxify her.

She might cry and make trouble, but Luo Xiao should be able to persuade her. So many times before, no matter how much harm Luo Xiao hurt her, she could forgive him.

The man straightened his body, pressed the almost burned cigarette in the ashtray, and turned around and entered the bathroom.

He took a simple shower, and just now the box was filled with the perfume smell of women, which made him look all over. Mo Nanjue never cared about these things, but now, he wanted to vomit when he smelled this smell.

Because Tong Ran never uses perfume, she is born with a fragrance. After smelling it, Mo Nanjue even feels that no matter how high-end perfumes in the world are all inferior.

Habits are such a terrible thing.

The man came out of the bathroom wearing a dark brown bathrobe. At this time, the doorbell rang and Monaj went over and opened the door.

Leng Qing stood at the door, looking tired, obviously not sleeping for a long time, "Young Master Jue?"

"Come in."

The man turned around and walked in, Leng Qing followed behind, and saw the woman on the big bed at a glance.

He was stunned, "Uh, this is..."

"I'm giving it to you," Mo Nanjue stood beside the bed and glanced at him from a high point. He raised his head, "It's probably still a young man, why are you going to thank me?"

Leng Qing opened her mouth, "Send it to me?"

Mo Nanjue nodded his head lightly, and he leaned against the wall, with his legs folded down, "Go up."

“…”

Leng Qing held his forehead and took a step back, "I don't want it... Master Jue, you should just find someone..."

"Why don't?" Mo Nanjue raised his eyebrows and glanced at him, "What does it matter if you can help Luo Xiao join Fu Qingshuang, and there is another one?"

Leng Qing was stunned, "How do you know?"

"You admitted it when you asked me this question."

“…”

Don't tell me.

Leng Qing was speechless. He shook his head, "Qingqing has woken up...I, I can't do such things anymore..."

Why do you like to ask him to do this kind of thing?... Does he look like Niu Lang?

Mo Nanjue smiled, "If Han Qingqing knew that Fu Qingshuang had been pregnant with your child, I wonder what would happen to her?"

“…”

Leng Qing had nothing to say, and Mo Nanjue didn't force him. He turned around and walked towards the balcony, "Whatever you go or who will go?"

Leng Qingru received a general amnesty and hurriedly called Niu Lang to come over.

The VIP suite is on the top floor, with cold wind passing through the balcony. Mo Nanjue supported the railing with both hands, and his upper body tilted slightly, overlooking the entire Jinhai City at a glance.

He raised his chin slightly. It was obviously good weather, but there was not a single star in the night sky.

Leng Qing opened the balcony door and walked out, "Sir Jue, Niu Lang is here."

Mo Nanjue did not turn around, he cast his eyes out, and he didn't know where he was frozen.

"Jue Shao?"

Mo Nanjue withdrew his gaze, his back against the railing, and on the big bed in the room, two figures overlapped and swayed. The man opened his eyes, obviously not interested.

Leng Qing couldn't see him at first sight, but he knew that he must be not happy. "Luo Xiao contacted me, just once, with anonymous IP phone number. He said he is in South Africa now and did not disclose the specific place. He just asked me to deal with the Fu family's affairs here, and then hung up."
Chapter completed!