Sunday quickly reported his father's name again.
At the beginning, her family was only a small force in the Independent Continent, doing some gray business and having a small organization of dozens of people.
It is said that given their background, they are not qualified to blend into the higher-level social circles in the Independent Continent. They are just like Xue Zhu's family, who are rich but not classy enough.
But her family was lucky enough to have the support of a prominent family, and they transformed from a small, insignificant organization into an emerging force with a strong backing.
Although his family was not very powerful, Sunday was able to enter Shen Qingfeng's social circle smoothly thanks to the connections with the Yao family.
Sunday was so excited to see Mo Xi here that he didn't have time to think about why Mo Xi got off the car and came straight to them.
She subconsciously thought that Mo Xi came over because he saw her, and did not think about the fact that Mo Xi clearly did not recognize her when she introduced herself.
Sunday asked cautiously: “Mr. Mo, why are you here?”
She noticed there was someone else in the car.
Sunday didn't dare to look closely at who was in the car, he just stared at Mo Xi, his excitement was beyond words...
Mo Xi pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, ignored her, and took the initiative to talk to Qiao Nian: "Miss Qiao, do you want me to help you deal with these people?"
Sunday's delicate face turned white in an instant.
She looked at the girl with disbelief, as if she was meeting the yellow person in front of her for the first time, her eyes were full of astonishment.
"Mo, Mr. Mo. She..." Sunday pointed at Qiao Nian, unable to speak straight.
She couldn't understand how Qiao Nian knew Mo Xi.
Mo Xi is one of that man's right-hand men.
She hadn't seen Mo Xi many times.
Sunday looked at Qiao Nian's hair and eye color that didn't fit in with the Independent State, and couldn't figure out what went wrong.
Mo Xi still ignored her, but waited respectfully for Qiao Nian's instructions: "How about you leave this place to me? I'll call someone over right away and give you a satisfactory answer later."
Qiao Nian probably saw that Sunday had something to do with Yaomen, so he gave Mo Xi some face, put away his weapon, pulled down the brim of his baseball cap, put his hands back in his pockets, and uttered a "hmm".
"Okay, I'll leave it to you." She said and turned to walk towards the black car parked on the side of the road.
Mo Xi waited respectfully for the girl to walk away, then straightened up again and faced the three people who were already confused. One of them, Sunday, asked, "You just told me that your father is William?"
"I..." Sunday didn't dare to say a word, complaining in his heart.
Mo Xi didn't waste time talking to her: "You guys wait here, someone will come over to deal with it later."
He stopped before leaving and said, "By the way, don't run around. Even if you can run, there will always be someone who can't! You know what I mean."
All three are adults.
With Mo Xi's guidance, who could fail to understand the warning and threat implicit in his words
Now Sunday looked pale and wanted to beg for mercy.
Unfortunately, she realized it too late.
After Mo Xi finished explaining to them, he walked towards the car parked on the side of the road, leaving them behind, without any intention of listening to their nonsense.
As Mo Xi got in the car.
The black car drove away.
There was only one row of car exhaust fumes left for the three of them.
The two strong men didn't know Mo Xi, so they dared to ask Sunday: "Who was that man just now? Do you know him?"
The woman showed an expression that was uglier than crying and said two words: "Yaomen..."
The two strong men were completely helpless now.
**
In the car.
As soon as Mo Xi got on the bus, he apologized to the girl in the back seat: "Miss Qiao, I'm sorry, I didn't expect them to provoke you..."
(End of this chapter)