After He Zheng and his group entered the hall and sat down on the sofa, Ji Cheng, who was sitting opposite He Zheng and the others, kept his eyes on Han Mo, and just sat upright.

"Is there anything wrong with Ji Cheng?"

Fan Zhuo whispered to He Zheng sitting beside him, and then looked at Ji Cheng opposite him with disgust.

He Zheng didn't say anything, he just sighed when he pinched his eyebrows.

This man is really the same as his brother.

I wonder if He Zheng was complaining that Ji Cheng was just like 49 and his wife didn't move.

"Or he has a grudge against Han Mo?"

Fan Zhuo’s guess was that he touched his chin. After all, Ji Cheng’s expressionless face could not tell what he meant.

"Just pretend he doesn't exist."

He Zheng told Fan Zhu not to pay attention to Ji Cheng, and he also ignored Ji Cheng, which made him feel a headache.

"Oh well!"

Fan Zhuo didn't care about Ji Cheng anymore, sitting beside He Zheng, leaning against the sofa, crossing his legs and throwing peanuts into his mouth. Those who didn't know thought this was his home and his adaptability was extraordinary.

Hey, hey, hey, are you planning to see the head of the Han family?

The adjutant standing behind Ji Cheng was silently complaining in his heart.

Han Mo was a little embarrassed at this time. Although he was hiding tea, it still didn't work. Ji Cheng looked at him straight and made him unable to hide.

Could it be that I offended him?

Han Mo frowned slightly, but after thinking for a while, he still had no impression.

Han Mo put down the teacup and reached out to get a snack, but Ji Cheng had already handed it to him.

Han Mo was a little confused, but he also thanked him politely, "Thank you!"

"You're welcome."

Ji Cheng said, leaning against the sofa, he continued to look at Han Mo.

Han Mo frowned subconsciously again. If Ji Cheng hadn't been the general, he would have cursed.

Han Mo, who really couldn't stand it, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to He Zheng: Is there something wrong with General Season's mind this time?

He Zheng, who saw the text message, supported his forehead and typed with one hand, replied to Han Mo: I guess he had broken his mind, just pretend that he didn't see it.

My eyes are not blind, how could I behave invisible?

Han Mo frowned again and asked He Zheng: Does he know me?

He Zheng fell silent when he saw these four words, and his expression gradually became complicated: Do you have no impression of him?

Should I have an impression of him?

Han Mo returned to He Zheng, and his words were so strange that they hurt people.

He Zheng looked up at Ji Cheng opposite him and saw him staring at Han Mo, as if he was afraid that Han Mo would disappear from the front of him and felt a little more uncomfortable in his eyes.

He Zheng sighed long, helpless and helpless, he didn't care about the troubles of these two people even when he chased the Fan Prison.

"Damn let go."

Gao Yang's angry curses sounded at the door of the villa, followed by Shen Mu and Ye Xiao who walked into the hall, and Gao Yang who was scolding Li Cheng.

"Why are you still angry if you kiss me?"

Li Cheng hugged Gao Yang's waist with a smile on his face.

Gao Yang did not spoil Li Cheng, so he quickly followed Shen Muyexiao.

Li Cheng was still smiling happily when he was kicked. He quickly picked up Gao Yang and ran to the first floor.

Gao Yang's eyes widened, "Damn Li Cheng, what do you want to do again!"

"Go to the toilet with my husband."

Li Cheng just smiled like this, and then he hugged Gao Yang and disappeared into the corridor on the first floor.

Shen Mu didn't care about Licheng, pulled Ye Xiao to sit next to Ji Cheng, and nodded to Ji Cheng.

Ji Cheng nodded in response and subconsciously glanced at Ye Xiao, because he knew that Ye Miao had lived in Ye Xiao's house for the past eleven years, and also knew that Ye Xiao was a hacker.
Chapter completed!