The demonic flame slowly fell from the height, looked at Zhuya who was standing opposite, raised his eyebrows and said: "I wonder what you have done for Immortal Lord Mo Shang to come to my demon palace?"
Zhuya said calmly: "Clean up the door."
Zhuang Xuer, who was standing aside, froze when he heard this.
Moyan laughed loudly, teleported to Zhuya in the blink of an eye, and whispered: "She is just a stupid woman, she actually stepped into the demon world alone, is it possible that the immortal Lord Mo Shang is moved by his true feelings?"
Zhuang Xuer's eyes darkened, and he turned his fingertips, shooting a beam of cold light at the demon flame mercilessly.
Master, he can only be hers!
"Card!" Director Qiu shouted with satisfaction, then took the screenwriter aside to discuss the plot, leaving only a quick sentence to rest for a while.
Chu Wenwen stood aside, watching coldly as Mo Anyu approached to please Bai Yu, snorted, and turned back to the lounge.
The assistant followed her with a grimace.
Bai Yu frowned and looked at Mo Anyu who was chasing after him. For the first time, he felt helpless, "Are you free tonight? Let's have a good chat."
Mo Anyu paused and nodded with a smile, his eyes full of uncertainty.
Xiao Zhang, who was not far away, watched the interaction between Bai Yu and Mo Anyu, and his heart began to feel restless again, thinking about something secretly.
After nightfall, Bai Yu and Mo Anyu drove to a nearby snack street, bought skewers of beer, and squatted by the river with their hats on, eating and chatting.
Mo Anyu took a sip of beer and ate meat skewers slowly: "I never thought that we would be squatting by the river, drinking and eating skewers."
"Me too." Bai Yu has been in a bad mood for the past two days. He drank half a bottle of beer and gradually became more talkative.
Mo Anyu looked greedily at Bai Yu's side face through the dim light, again and again.
Bai Yu noticed the hot gaze beside him and frowned, but said nothing. He considered it carefully and said, "We are not suitable for each other."
Mo Anyu looked at Bai Yu quietly, then threw the beer bottle on the ground with a bang, and half the bottle of beer spilled on the floor.
Without blinking, Bai Yu picked up a skewer of meat and continued eating, saying indifferently: "I told you, I won't be with you."
Mo Anyu stood up with his back to Bai Yu, looked at the rolling river, and lowered his voice, "I saw it."
'' 9, "Little Xigua has been picked up and dropped off by Song Shilin's people these days, right?" Mo Anyu's expression became more sinister under the cover of darkness, "You two are back together!"
Bai Yu frowned: "This has nothing to do with you. Mo Anyu, your hand is stretched too long."
"How could it have nothing to do with me? I like you, so I should know everything about you!" Mo Anyu said.
"I've been busy these days, so I took the initiative to ask him for help." Bai Yu stood up, feeling dizzy due to the cold wind.
"If Song Shilin was not from the Song family and he had nothing, would you still be devoted to him?" Mo Anyu looked sideways at him, his eyes as calm as water.
"Do you think I chose to be with him because of money?"
Mo Yue said without hesitation: "Isn't it?"
Bai Yu laughed angrily and said: "I, Bai Yu, debuted at the age of sixteen. Although I am not famous all over the world, I still managed to produce one or two masterpieces."
"As long as I want to, I can support half of the people in the entertainment industry. Who else needs to spend money to support me? Mo Anyu, you think so damn highly of me!"
"You know, I, Bai Yu, can't play with everyone." Bai Yu's face turned frosty.
Mo Anyi froze, "I'm sorry."
Bai Yu took a deep breath, stood side by side with him, and said, "I said, we are not suitable for each other. In terms of concepts and family."
Mo Anyu stood there, looking at Bai Yu's back as he turned away after saying these words, his chest rising and falling more and more heavily.
But you still didn't tell me whether you two are back together.
Song family.
Song Shilin typed on the keyboard with both hands, and kept giving instructions on the pop-up ports, with a cold and serious face.
Secretary Chu swallowed inexplicably and said clearly: "... The Qi brothers talked in the box for thirty minutes. Afterwards, Qi Lin acted strangely. It is initially inferred that they were planning to kidnap."
Renting a suburban warehouse, an unlicensed car, sacks, ropes, voice changers... and a series of other things are enough to prove that the Qi brothers are desperate.
Song Shilin paused and continued tapping, saying, "This tree in the Mo family is going to collapse. There is no way Qi Lin won't take action."
"Then CEO, we should..."
After Song Shilin processed all the ports on the computer, he stood up, put on his suit jacket, and said: "Proceed as originally planned. There will be a shareholder video conference in five minutes, and you can call up the company's recent sales and schedule. "
Secretary Chu nodded and walked out of the office to prepare materials for the meeting later.
The next day.
Bai Yu likes to eat steamed pork ribs, but Xiao Xigua doesn't. He likes to eat chicken wings.
So, Bai Yu stood in front of the freezer, holding ribs and chicken wings and arguing with Xiao Xigua.
Little Watermelon pouted and waved the pigtails on the back of her head, "Ba Ba, we don't eat ribs, how about we eat chicken?"
Bai Yu refused: "We have been eating chicken wings for two days, and we must eat ribs today."
"But the ribs are not delicious." Little Watermelon was spinning anxiously.
"No!" Bai Yu hesitated for a moment between the ribs and chicken wings, but decided to buy both to save the little watermelon from quarreling with him.
Little Watermelon hugged Bai Yu's legs and giggled while looking at the chicken wings in the cart.
I don’t know whether it was because they were enemies on a narrow road or because Yue Lao was leading the way, but Bai Yu met Song Shilin on his way back.
Xiao Xigua tried his best to invite Song Shilin: "Uncle Song, Ba Ba bought chicken wings, can you come as a guest?"
Bai Yu's hand holding the little watermelon froze, and then he spoke with the child's eager anticipation, "Would you like to eat together? I bought vegetables."
Song Shilin took a deep look at Bai Yu and nodded.
Bai Yu, who originally thought the man would refuse, was stunned for a moment.
The three of them walked into the house one after another. Bai Yu walked into the kitchen carrying vegetables, and with a heart to show off his cooking skills, he washed his hands and started cooking.
Song Shilin knelt down, looked directly at Little Watermelon, and said in a cold but gentle tone: "Good boy, can you invite me to see your study room?"
"There is no study room at home." Xiao Xigua was embarrassed.
"Do you know where your father likes to put photos?" Song Shilin touched his head and said softly.
Xiao Xigua's eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to pull Song Shilin to look at his photo.
Bai Yu, who was still working hard in the kitchen washing vegetables and cutting meat, didn't know his secret yet, and was about to be seen by the person who least wanted to find it!
Song Shilin picked up two thick photo albums, opened them and looked at a few pictures, and found that they were basically Bai Yu when he was young, green and sunny.
His hand paused for a moment, and Song Shilin stretched out his hand to wipe away the dust on the photo. His thumb stopped on Bai Yu's face, rubbed it for a while, and then let go.
The other photo album is basically photos of Little Watermelon from birth to now.
Song Shilin flipped through a few photos perfunctorily, and didn't stop until he reached a few photos - the photos were taken secretly, and the protagonist in the photos was Song Shilin himself.
Little Xigua lay on the ground and introduced seriously: "Ba Ba likes babies, and he also likes Uncle Song."
Song Shilin's usually stern face softened a lot, "Did your father often kiss my photos before?"
Little Xigua turned his head, glanced at Song Shilin intently, pouted and nodded reluctantly.
Ba Ba has never even kissed a photo of the baby!
Song Shilin nodded, and then when Xiao Xigua wasn't paying attention, he collected the photos of himself that had been secretly taken, put the album back, and calmly left Bai Yu's bedroom with Xiao Xigua in his arms.
However, the meal between Song and Bai ended prematurely before they finished eating.
The reason was that after Song Shilin received an impromptu call, he said he was going back to the company for a meeting. After speaking, the man walked over and hugged Bai Yu who was serving food before leaving.
After Bai Yu maintained the posture of serving food for a long time, the tips of his ears turned red. He looked at the dazed Little Watermelon standing in the living room and said, "Come over for dinner. There are grilled chicken wings."
The little watermelons all drooped their heads sadly: "Ba Ba, why did Uncle Song leave?"
Bai Yu helped Little Watermelon put on a small apron, scooped a spoonful of white porridge, and said, "Uncle Song is going to make money to buy diapers for you. Be good, open your mouth, and take another bite."
Outside the door, Song Shilin, who had left early, was confronting Mo Anyu.
Mo Anyu didn't expect that he would encounter Song Shilin walking out of Bai Yu's house. He said with a sullen face and suppressed anger: "I didn't know that Mr. Song likes to pry into other people's pillows."
Song Shilin was not annoyed and replied without changing his expression: "I remember that he seemed to have rejected you, right here."
Mo Anyu's face suddenly darkened, and he obviously remembered the scene when he was rejected by Bai Yu before, and said coldly: "He is mine. Song Shilin, don't go too far."
Song Shilin glanced at him, his eyes full of contempt and indifference, "Are you qualified to say this? He probably hasn't agreed to be with you yet."
Mo Anyu, who was stabbed in the center by these words, burst into tears, "Get out! This is between him and me!"
Song Shilin ignored him. When he passed by Mo Anyu, he whispered: "Do you think you can replace the Mo family?"
"Ding" the elevator door opens.
Mo Anyu came back to his senses and asked, "What do you mean?"
The elevator door closed, but Song Shilin didn't answer him. Mo Anyu stood there for a long time before turning around and pressing the doorbell of Bai Yu's house.
"Why are you here?" Bai Yu frowned, subconsciously looked back at the little watermelon in the living room, and said immediately: "Let's talk outside."
Mo Anyu watched Bai Yu take the lead to the corner of the stairs, followed him silently, and said in a dumb voice: "Are you willing to leave here with me?"
"What happened to you?" Bai Yu subconsciously felt something was wrong.
Mo An hesitated to avoid talking: "It's okay. I just wanted to ask you if you were willing."
Bai Yu tugged at his hair irritably. He always felt that Mo Anyu was acting a little weird these days, but when asked, he didn't say, "It might be a bit pretentious, but I still want to say, I hope this is the last time." , I heard you say these words." Boyu leaned against the wall, took out half a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, took one out and lit it in his mouth.
"Why? Because I wasn't the one who met you first?" Mo Anyu looked a little excited and began to pick at the flesh of his palms with his nails nervously.
Bai Yu sighed, "I really don't have feelings for you. Can you please stop talking about this kind of topic all the time? It's too girly. Can't you be able to take up and let go of your feelings?"
Saying these sticky love words again and again made Bai Yu feel like a scumbag.
Holding the cigarette between his two fingers, he took a deep breath. Bai Yu threw the cigarette butt on the ground, used the toe of his shoe to grind away the sparks, and touched his hair awkwardly, "I'm going back first, and in the future... it's better not to mention this again, otherwise we will I can’t even stay friends.”
There was silence in Mo An's eyes, and he watched Bai Yu leave without any disturbance. After standing alone at the entrance of the ventilated corridor for a long time, he stiffly raised his steps and left.
"Ring, ring," the cell phone in your pocket rang.
Mo Anyu answered the phone, and a cold tone came through the phone, "You guys do it."
He had given him a chance, but he didn't cherish it.
If that's the case, no wonder he is.
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