Mo Qianluo smiled and nodded, "Qianluan is very powerful, she has been smart since she was a child, and she is the smartest of us."
He has a hoarse voice, which is obviously a happy thing, but it makes people feel sad and sad.
This man who almost committed suicide because of his younger sister has been living in pain that ordinary people can't imagine.
Mo Qianliu looked at the photo greedily, reluctant to look away.
He suddenly remembered something and muttered to himself: "My fifth brother has a cooperation with Huadao. Since Qianluan has played in Huadao, he should have recognized Qianluan a long time ago."
Mi Jiu's face changed slightly and he didn't know what to say.
Mark also felt something and changed the subject with a smile, "Owen, how about letting Mr. Mi Jiu help contact Qian Luan first?"
"I……"
Mo Qianliu wanted to see her sister very much, and now finally had the opportunity to talk to her.
He is naturally very happy, but...
He is very worried, what if Qian Luan doesn't recognize him?
Hearing what Mi Jiu said, she had a very good life and became a master of mythology in the art world. He was really happy.
Those fearful things in the past did not happen, and she grew up safely.
The surprise came too suddenly, and now he feels unreal.
He is confused now, he clearly has a lot of things he wants to do, but he doesn't know where to start.
What he fears most is Qianluan blame him.
It was he who lost her, and blamed him for so many years of separation.
Mo Qianliu's breathing suddenly became hurried, and his body felt uncontrollable.
A double image began to appear in front of my eyes, and I turned my head and felt my body shake.
He opened his mouth to talk, only to hear a "cang-dang" sound. Both mobile phones fell to the ground.
"Owen." Mark helped him quickly.
Mo Qianliu's lips were dry, "I, I'm fine..."
At this moment, the mobile phone belonging to Mi Jiu lying on the ground rang.
Mi Jiu picked it up and connected, "Master."
Xunhou’s gentle voice came from the phone, "When you finish your work in Lasla, go to Su Lao and help Ah Luan pick Su Lao back."
Mi Jiu glanced at Owen and asked, "Has Miss Mo determined the date to go back?"
"The day after tomorrow, I can't go away, you can go instead for me."
"……Yes."
His hesitation was heard after Xunhou, and he asked, "What's the matter? Can't you walk away over there?"
Mi Jiu looked at Mo Qianliu's urgent eyes, hesitated and said to him: "Mr. Owen, it's my father's call. Would you like to answer it?"
The person flipping through the document on the mobile phone paused without making a sound, waiting for the opposite.
Mo Qianliu's heart was beating fiercely, and his head was dizzy.
He could not refuse, let alone refuse.
But he couldn't suppress the various emotions in his heart.
After receiving the phone, he said in a hoarse voice, "Hey, Lord Xun, I am Mo Qianliu, Qian, and Mo Luan's... Third Brother."
None of the people at the scene expected that the other party was not there, but the role of "boyfriend" became an important person.
Including Mo Qianliu and Xunhou did not expect it.
Therefore, when Xunhou heard this self-introduction, he did not immediately answer.
The elder brothers who were still preparing to pick up their girlfriends in what capacity did not expect to use this method.
The third brother who first met the girl.
He chewed this sentence in his mouth for a while, and Wen smiled and said, "It turned out to be Brother Mo, just call me Xunhou, Luanluan is not by my side now."