"Mom! Why did you put your phone in the room! My dad's phone!"
Lin Ran was still in her pajamas, standing at the stairs on the second floor, holding a ringing cell phone in her hand, and yelled in the direction of the living room, because there were guests who didn't want to go downstairs in their pajamas.
"Understood..." Liang Mulan responded, turned around and apologized to Cen Mo, "I'm sorry, I'll answer the phone."
Cen Mo nodded, put his hands in his pockets, looking elegant.
Liang Mulan turned around and reached out to pat Lin Nuan's hand, telling her: "Xiao Nuan, you greet Mr. Cen..."
Lin Nuan pursed her lips and smiled, looking at Liang Mulan's leaving back, she felt that after Lin Jingquan was safe, Liang Mulan's complexion improved a lot.
"Mr. Cen, sit down..." Lin Nuan used polite words.
"Miss Lin, please tell Song Yao that I will wait for her for another three days."
Lin Nuan was surprised by the cool voice, and looked up at Cen Mo, whose lips were slightly raised, without saying a word.
Thinking of the investor who caused Song Yao to collapse, thinking of the mess of Huading Century Hotel, the fierce love marks on Song Yao's body and her ashen complexion, Lin Nuan felt a chill down her spine.
She clenched her fists and asked Cen Mo with a bad tone: "Is Song Yao not in the presidential suite of Huading Century Hotel?!"
"Miss Lin is trying to find out what?!" Cen Mo's tone was indifferent, with a bit of evil spirit and laziness, "You picked her up from the hotel, so you don't know if she is there?!"
It really was him!
"Where is she?!" Cen Mo took out a cigarette from his pocket, bit the corner of his lips, and asked with downcast eyes.
Hearing the sound of the man lighting up, the corners of Lin Nuan's lips twitched faintly: "Why would Mr. Cen think that I would reveal the whereabouts of my good friend to someone I've only met once?! Mr. Cen overestimated your face. The size of you, and you overestimated the impression you left on me?!"
Across the swaying flames, Cen Mo did not raise his eyes, his voice was deep, and his lips were slightly cold: "Miss Lin is not as good at speaking as Song Yao, so I'd better talk less and talk about the answer I want..."
Cen Mo breathed out a mouthful of white mist, and the corners of his eyes were full of anger: "I got what I want, and I will definitely let Miss Lin get what you want, such as calming down this Weibo incident, and making a career boom..."
"An investor with obscene and perverted thoughts in his heart, even his lines are so unanimously consistent!" Lin Nuan said in a lukewarm voice, "Fly to success?! Heh..."
"I heard from Song Yao that you are her best friend!" Cen Mo said unhurriedly, his cold facial features showed no emotion, and his voice was full of evil, "So I want to make a real deal with you. If it's me who finds Song Yao...she's safe and sound, but if my fiancee finds Song Yao, it's up to me whether she will die or not."
Lin Nuan's face was sullen, and she didn't say a word, she really didn't know what to do.
"I like Song Yao very much. If I get angry again, at least I won't kill her!"
"Mr. Cen's moral bottom line really impresses me. With a fiancée... he still clings to Song Yao, forcing a good girl into a mistress, isn't it particularly satisfying your perverted sense of superiority?!" Lin Nuan didn't say a word. No matter how polite he was, even the perfunctory smile on his lips was full of disdain and irony.
Cen Mo half-closed his eyes, not annoyed, just stared at Lin Nuan, and smiled maliciously: "Where is she?! Don't tell me... I'll continue to ask in front of Aunt Lin later."
"On Earth!" The disgust in Lin Nuan's eyes was undisguised.
The third update sent the babies together... Although the PK failed, it couldn't be updated four times a day, so Qianqian gave the babies three updates every day. Babies, we rushed to the list of the red sleeves, asked the editor about the listing, and said that when all the data are pushed up, we can prepare for the listing!
(end of this chapter)