Originally Liang's father and Liang's mother were very satisfied with Mo Shiqian, but compared with Tang Yueze, the family background is too different, but only the family background is missing. Now he has come up with a handsome father, and then think about it. When he was "good" in the past, he naturally regretted it.

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Chi Huan and Mo Shiqian spent three days in Licheng, and flew back to Lancheng on the third night.

Because Chi Huan was thirsty and the car happened to run out of water, after getting out of the car, she walked in front and entered the house quickly. When she was still changing shoes in the hallway, she shouted inside, "Ma Li, give me a glass of water. "

"Hey, Miss Chi..."

It was a familiar voice from Ma Li, but it was different from the usual gentle and amiable voice, with a little cramp and embarrassment. Chi Huan was taken aback, and he also felt an unusual atmosphere, and raised his head.

Ma Li stood one metre away from her, looked at her awkwardly, and then turned to look in the direction of the sofa, "Miss Chi...the old gentleman arrived half an hour ago and said to wait for your return."

Mo Shiqian also followed into the room. He was long and tall, and he saw a man in a suit sitting quietly on the sofa. He was calm and silent, with a cane in both hands, not angry or pretentious.

Li Ma said nervously, "Sir..."

Mo Shiqian's handsome expression was calm, "Go tea."

Ma Li was taken aback, "I have already served tea to the guests."

The man sat down to change shoes and said faintly, "Didn't Huanhuan let you bring her tea just now? She is thirsty."

Chi Huan, "..."

Ever since she asked him to call her Huanhuan in the ancient city that night, he called her like that...

Originally, Sister Yao Youran called her like that, and there was nothing to call her, but she was strangely intimate when she was called by a man who was quick to formulate and deserted.

Mo Shiqian's calmness was close to indifferent, and Li Ma's anxiety was also relieved a lot, "Okay."

Chi Huan just glanced at it, and then vaguely guessed who the man on the sofa was...

A man of about fifty years old, in a well-ironed suit, with his hands folded on the handle of the crutches, he lives to a certain extent. The aura is more recognizable than any decoration of clothing.

Standing behind the sofa stood two bodyguards and a young man who was probably an assistant in his 30s.

Chi Huan was at a loss, and quickly changed her shoes. She glanced at the man's face, her tepid brows couldn't stop the indifference.

After changing his shoes, he stood up and walked towards the sofa.

Chi Huan followed behind him.

The first to speak out was the assistant standing behind. He helped his glasses and said, "Mr. Mo, you are back."

At this point, the old man on the sofa slowly raised his eyelids, and his eyes fell on them.

Mo Shiqian bowed his head slightly, nodded, his brows and eyes were pure and polite, but also indifferent, "Chairman."

The old man's complexion remained unchanged, his eyes were fixed on his face for a while, and then he squinted at Chi Huan.

Chi Huan lowered her eyes and said clearly and politely, "Mr. Lawrence, hello."

As we all know, the back of Clod-Summer was founded and continued by the Chinese in the most powerful overseas Lawrence family. They may have their own Chinese names, but they are not widely known.

Lawrence said slowly, not high, but especially deep and thick, "I heard Song Shu say that you don't like her type of woman."

Mo Shiqian raised his eyes and looked at him, his dark eyes were deep and indifferent, and his voice was calm, "The chairman flew from Paris specially to discuss with me what kind of woman I like?"

"Song Shu is two years younger than you. Although her family background is not the most top-notch, in this generation, her ability is only slightly worse than your sister-in-law... The personality should be better than the female star you are looking for, or you Don't think she is beautiful enough?"

Chi Huan pursed her lips.

Never mention her, nor directly say that she is not good at all, but this kind of not mentioning expresses the greatest ignorance of her.

The man whispered, "I already have a fiancée. In this regard, the chairman of the board is bothered."

Lawrence smiled, laughing, "You want to marry her?"

Mo Shiqian replied calmly, "Yes."

"In addition to being young and beautiful, where else is she qualified to be your wife? A daughter of a corrupt official, an actor."

"When my wife doesn't need qualifications, only I like it,"

The man pulled his lips and sketched out a bit of ridicule, but it was very light, almost non-existent, "Men spend their lives seeking power and money, not just to do whatever they want, whether the woman they want is the president’s daughter or the beggar on the roadside," If you want to get it, what about the daughter of a corrupt official? The daughter of a corrupt official can't afford it. What's the point?"

Lawrence narrowed his eyes a little bit again, as if he was about to take a look at the handsome young man in front of him, and was not angry, "Do you like her?"

"natural."

Lawrence turned to look at Chi Huan, "Miss Chi, you look more beautiful than the picture."

"Thank you."

"This man next to you, starting from the record in his file, as long as there is his existence, he is the best existence. His studies will always be the first and all A. He was admitted to Stanford to study law at the age of seventeen. To the MBA degree, because of the agreement with your father, he was a bodyguard by your side for three years. During this period, he and Fengxing worked together for the Bai family, and soon became one of the top underworld figures in Lancheng. After the position began to wash away, many industries in Lancheng were monopolized by them..."

He always speaks at a slow speed, but every word is thick and clear, not hurried or slow, "When you are in the underworld, you are cold and cruel, you are determined when you are whitewashed, and your vision is unique and precise. Doing business is also one of the best. CV and experience are enough to be the president of Clod-Summer Asia, but I don’t plan to let him stay in this position for a long time. When he has a longer experience, I will transfer him back to headquarters and become his brother’s right and left hand."

After the words, Lawrence smiled at the always quiet Chi, "You are indeed beautiful, but the beauty of a woman is one of the most easily bought things in the world with money. You are a second-rate star-if not for him, your dad might Sentenced to death long ago, you may not be able to turn around until today, and you don’t know which rich man fell into the hands of a plaything, not to mention, you still have a father who makes people faceless. Ask yourself, do you think you are worthy of him?"

All the words, even if the content is sharp and mean, Mr. Lawrence stated in a calm tone.

Yes, it is a statement.

No matter how harsh it sounds, almost every sentence is true.

He even said in the face of Shiqian when he was inked, and he did not shy away from it.

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