In the early morning of yesterday, he suddenly woke up and saw that Bai Chuwei's call record showed that he broke out in a cold sweat.
He seems to have hung up the old ancestor's phone...
When he called again, the other party kept repeating that the phone was turned off, and it was estimated that he had been blacklisted.
Qi Mo didn't dare to drag it on any longer, and came directly to the school the next day to plead guilty.
Bai Chuwei smiled slightly: "Oh? Really? I can't cure this here, but we can discuss the female anchor dancing late at night."
Qi Mo coughed awkwardly, and said to Qi Yue, who was bewildered, "Yueyue, you go back to the classroom first. I have something to say to ... classmate Bai alone."
Hearing this, Qi Yue gradually looked at Qi Mo with a complicated look: "Brother, don't you have some unspeakable illness that you dare not let me know?"
"I don't." Qi Mo's cheeks twitched slightly, and he immediately shook his head, and then Qi Yue left suspiciously.
There are rules in the eight great families of China. The ancestors will only inform the next heirs about this matter. It will be passed on by word of mouth, and will never leave a letter.
Qi Mo didn't know how many years Bai Chuwei had lived. He only remembered that when he was four years old, he was taken by his father to meet a super beautiful fairy sister.
Qi Mo had an elegant and handsome appearance, and he said in a warm voice, "Old Ancestor..."
Bai Chuwei sat on the stone bench, her slender waist was half leaning against the edge of the stone table, her fair and flawless arms were placed on the table, her fingers lightly tapped on the table, and her eyes were watching the flowers in the garden being blown by the wind, He said casually: "Spirit boy, who are you? Did you admit the wrong person? I don't know you."
As long as it's not in the shopping mall, Qi Mo has a good temper in private. He took out a golden key from his pocket and pushed it in front of Bai Chuwei.
"Old Ancestor, this is the key to the Ganoderma lucidum safe in the safe on the third basement floor of Haicheng Bank."
Bai Chuwei's eyes lit up, and she turned around immediately with a smile on her face. She reached out to pinch Qi Mo's face, and said in surprise, "Isn't this Momo from our family? He looks more and more beautiful! Good boy, good boy!"
Qi Mo: "..."
This face-changing speed, you just said "I don't know you"
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Qi Mo hurriedly saved his face from Bai Chuwei's hands, coughed and said, "I've been fascinated by that female anchor for some reason during this time."
Bai Chuwei looked at Qi Mo's ugly face, frowned slightly and said, "Do you know why you are so fascinated? It's because you were so poor in physical fitness since you were a child that you can turn your head and say. Look at others. Feihan, didn't you also watch the live broadcast of that female anchor? Why is he so good, nothing at all? What about you? He even made money from him!"
Half of the money Qi Mo gave to the female anchor for gifts was given to Duan Feihan's platform, didn't the money go into Duan Feihan's pocket
The more Bai Chuwei said, the more she hated iron for not making steel: "Look at how much you are doing? Duan Feihan actually made money?! Do you know that your ancestor, I, took him 300 million as soon as he came out of the mountain, and he is up to now. Don't you dare say a word?"
No wonder.
No wonder the Qi family didn't even mention it in the original text, and Duan Feihan is a villain boss.
Qi Mo's cheeks were flushed by the training, and he was a little ashamed: "Ancestor... Ancestor, I still have news about the elixir."
The next second, Bai Chuwei immediately touched his head, and her voice was so soft that she could drip water: "Good boy, I was just talking about those words just for fun. Where is the elixir?"