"When we go to France, Meng Shaoling will know no matter what, his people will be there, and it is inevitable to fight for it. What's the difference between whether you go or not?!"

I doubt it is definitely doubting, but he will never let her have something to do.

"Since there is no difference, I won't go."

"Don't cry out for pain, you..." She has learned to go around with him now?!

"Do you have something to do?"

Mo Beiyan's strong chest was fluctuating violently, "Are you so afraid of having a less collar to doubt you? If he has a view of you, you can't survive? Do I want me to find a building for you to jump in advance?!"

"Mo Beiyan!" Mo Huantong couldn't bear it anymore. She rubbed her back and the paper on her legs fell to the ground. "If you call to say these things, then I'm going to hang up."

She said that she was about to cut it off.

"Wait!" Mo Beiyan held the steering wheel tightly with his empty right hand. He really didn't know what to say. He had to say nonsense, "There is one more thing!"

"What?"

"Do you think I really want to ask you to accompany me to France? Isn't it because of Master Ran?"

Hearing this, Mo Huantong couldn't help but look serious, "What's wrong with Xiao Ran? Is it still a problem with Gu poison?"

Although Gu was given by Su Qingtian, it was also inseparable from Xie Yanghua, and Mo Huantong always felt guilty.

She is from Miaojiang, but she is completely unfamiliar with placing the Gu and removing the Gu... It is impossible to learn it without learning it.

The call fell silent for a moment.

Mo Beiyan thought that although Mo Nanjue said that asking someone to help would not count, if he asked Mo to cry out for pain and called Mr. Ran, that would not count, right?

Unresponded, Mo Huantong couldn't help but feel anxious, "Mo Beiyan? Is something happened? Don't scare me..."

"Are you just worried about Master Ran?" This is the attitude towards him?!

"Xiao Ran is my good friend!"

“…”

Do you value friends and ignore color?!

Mo Beiyan tapped the steering wheel with his index finger and simply threw this problem directly to Tong Ran, "You just need to call and ask?" Ran said, "You have to tell you in person."

"Tell me now..."

"Call yourself! She is waiting for your call!"

After Mo Beiyan finished speaking, he cut off the call.

He moved his phone away from his ear and threw it onto the dashboard. Mo Beiyan raised his head slightly and leaned towards the seat, looking at the skylight with his narrow phoenix eyes...

Master Ran, you won’t be embarrassed, right?!

...

In the airport VIP room.

Tong Ran was sitting in a soft chair playing with her cell phone. When the screen suddenly vibrated, a phone call came in.

It's actually Huanhuan?

Is Mo Beiyan unable to handle it again?

Next to him, Mo Nanjue was talking to Chen An. Tong Ran got up and walked towards the bathroom at the other end of the corridor. Then he pressed the answer button, "Hey?"

"Xiao Ran," Mo Huantong's voice was a little anxious, "Are you okay?"

"Me?" Tong Ran frowned in confusion, "What happened?"

"Mo Beiyan said I must go to France too, and said that you have something to do to tell me, what's wrong?"

“…”

What Mo Beiyan said?!

Tong Ran's face was full of dark lines. He knew without guessing that he must be unable to handle it himself, so he threw this problem to her...

How should she tell Huanhuan?!

"Xiao Ran?"

"Well...I'm here."

Tong Ran held her cell phone, and she couldn't tell her it was because of the poison. Besides, it would be too fake to say such things in person...

What else is there?

"Xiao Ran?!"
Chapter completed!