Disguised as a man, the chief pet of the president

Chapter 32

"Yeah." His characteristic low voice.

Luo Xiaofan froze here for an instant.

Mo Yinfeng, why is he here, but this cold voice that hasn't been seen for four years is not him, who else.

This world is really small, why does he always haunt her, break into her world, and disturb her life.

Luo Xiaofan's fist clenched tighter and tighter, her fingertips were embedded in the flesh, she couldn't feel any pain.

"Xiaofan—" a warm voice came from behind.

"Where have you been? I didn't answer your phone calls. I thought something happened to you. You don't know. I'm worried?" Tang Zehan's tone was low, but there was a trace of imperceptible tenderness, which seemed to be scolding, more like It is pampering.

Luo Xiaofan took out her mobile phone from her bag, and sure enough there were more than a dozen missed calls, she smiled apologetically: "I took the wrong luggage just now, and I just found it now."

As he spoke, he cast his eyes on the woman beside Mo Yinfeng.

Tang Zehan followed her gaze, but met Shang Moyin's dark eyes like an abyss.

He couldn't help frowning.

"Mr. Mo, I've admired you for a long time." Tang Zehan returned to his smile and stretched out his left hand.

The corner of Mo Yinfeng's mouth curled into a cold smile: "Long time no see, Young Master Tang."
"Last time, the land in the city center was thanks to Tang Dong's mercy. I was thinking about coming to the door sometime to say thank you." He also reached out his hand to hold Tang Zehan's, like a polite greeting in a shopping mall.

"I'm overwhelmed. It's Director Mo's ability to win that piece of land. There's no need to be modest. Besides, my father said that Director Mo is a sharp talent that is rare in a hundred years. You don't need to worry about Director Mo."

Luo Xiaofan looked at the two men in front of him, talking politely, talking about topics he couldn't understand at all, he couldn't figure out the situation for a while, he always felt something was wrong, but he couldn't say it for a while.

Luo Xiaofan looked at Mo Yinfeng, he also looked at her, their eyes met, a trace of panic flickered in her eyes, and Mo Yinfeng just smiled lightly and nodded like a gentleman, as a greeting.

Luo Xiaofan froze for a moment, was he smiling at her just now?
Calm is a complete stranger, as if they have never met before, never had such a deep-rooted hatred.

Mo Yinfeng, which one are you acting in?
Luo Xiaofan's eyes fell firmly on Mo Yinfeng's face, it was as cold as if she was bubbling with chills, even after three years, she couldn't let go of Ren Jiu, the moment she saw him always brought back the most painful feeling in her heart. remember.

Seemingly feeling Luo Xiaofan's menacing gaze, a trace of surprise flashed across Mo Yinfeng's face, and he looked at Tang Zehan with a smile: "This is——"

Tang Zehan gently embraced Luo Xiaofan, looked at the other side with a smile, it goes without saying that his actions said everything.

"I didn't expect the perfect son who is popular in Asia to have his own heart. It seems that many women are going to have their hearts broken." Bai Yansu teased with a smile.

"Meeting is worse than meeting by chance, let's have a meal together." He said and looked at the man beside him, "Yinfeng, what do you think?"

Mo Yinfeng put his hands in his pockets: "I don't know if Young Master Tang will appreciate it, and this one—" He stopped after speaking.

"Miss Luo." Bai Yansu added.

"And this Miss Luo." Mo Yinfeng continued.

Like a bucket of cold water poured from the head to the soles of the feet, and then cool to the heart.

Mo Yinfeng, what kind of tricks are you playing? Why pretend to be strangers? Isn't it ridiculous in front of people who know the inside story like this?
Everyone's eyes fell on Luo Xiaofan, as if they were waiting for her to answer.

(End of this chapter)