"It doesn't matter."

Mo Huantong replied politely, Meng Shaoling held his hands together and pressed the edge of the table. He looked at her with a smile, as always, "What do you want to drink? The cocktails here are very well-made, I have been here before."

Mo Huantong unexpectedly thought of the name Tong Ran mentioned. Her eyelids twitched slightly, "Who are you?"

“…”

Meng Shaoling's face slightly darkened. Song Enning was the name he didn't want to mention again. He smiled and said lightly, "It's just a friend, but he has cut off contact."

"oh."

Mo Huantong nodded as if she was unbelievable. Meng Shaoling called out to drink and ordered two cocktails.

At this time, Mo Beiyan also came to the night bar and saw a sign hanging at the door - Zhaojiu Shuisheng.

There is no limit on men and women, ages between 22 and 35 years old, and it is required to have exquisite appearance and first-class craftsmanship.

Mo Beiyan narrowed his eyes slightly and entered the bar through the door on the other side. He had been the one who played the game earlier, and mixing the wine was a small case.

The interview went very smoothly, but it was just to understand the situation. Naturally, he was one in a million. The bar was short of people, so Mo Beiyan asked to go to work immediately.

The boss took a set of work clothes to change into him. Mo Beiyan put on a hat and a fake beard, turned around and walked towards the bar.

Mo Beiyan's eyes were always looking in the bar, but he didn't see Mo Huantong's figure.

Damn, where did that woman go?!

He saw her come in with his own eyes, and the car was still parked at the door!

...

On the innermost seat, Mo Huantong always lowered her head slightly, put her hands on her legs, Meng Shaoling stared at her fair cheeks, "Huantong."

"Um?"

"Do you know what I lost?"

“…”

Mo Huantong was stunned and raised her head. Meng Shaoling smiled, but it was not because of ease. "I don't know what is in the storage cabinet, but it is definitely a very important thing, and may lose a lot of it."

"..." Mo Huantong clenched her hands tightly, but her face remained confused, "What storage cabinet?"

"You know what I'm talking about."

"I don't know," Mo Huantong insisted, "You want to ask, why am I in France?"

"You didn't tell me when you came here," Meng Shaoling looked at her face, "You can't not know why I'm here too."

"I really don't know. I came to France just because I was tricked by Mo Beiyan. What storage cabinet you mentioned may be a matter between you and it has nothing to do with me." Mo Huantong insisted on calming himself, "If you have to doubt me, then I have nothing to say."

“…”

Meng Shaoling's eyes fell dark. On the day when a group of secret guards reported to him about the bank location, Mo Huantong happened to be in the hiding sect. If it was said that it had nothing to do with her...

He doesn't believe it.

Meng Shaoling never believed in women. Even Song Enning, he never believed in her 100% of her. He always kept his hands, just like Mo Huantong. He admitted that he did have a different feeling for her, but...

He could see that she was still pretending to be Mo Beiyan in her heart.

This perception made Meng Shaoling even more uncomfortable. Why? He rescued her from prison and was the one who treats her well. Why did she still think of Mo Beiyan? She still help him everywhere?

It is obvious that Mo Beiyan is the one who hurts her deeply.

Why?!
Chapter completed!