Mo Lin quickly shook his head: "No, we got rid of him when we came here. Who knows how she came after us." Mo Lin was also a little surprised. Song Yan was not familiar with this place. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't care. I will definitely find it. How did Song Yan find it
Qiao Tianchang glared at Mo Lin: "You'd better pray that she won't cause trouble here, or I will throw you two out."
"You and I… "
"Mo Lin, come out." Song Yan yelled outside for a long time, but no one came out. She immediately became angry and kept jumping in anger.
Qiao Tianchang glanced at the door: "What are you still doing here? I'm here to find you. If I can't drive them away, you can leave on your own."
Mo Lin was speechless, but he couldn't really get angry at Qiao Tianchang, so he could only walk out with a gloomy face.
When he saw Song Yan, he asked impatiently: "Why are you so annoyed? You follow me wherever I go. Are you a follower?"
"Mo Lin, how could you do this? You just threw me into a place like that. What if I meet some bad guy?" Song Yan finally found the person, but who knew that this person would actually say such a thing? If so, it's simply too much.
Mo Lin picked out his ears impatiently: "Did I ask you to follow me? I remember I told you that if you want to follow me, then don't bother me, otherwise get back immediately."
Mo Lin couldn't like Song Yan before, and he can't like her now either.
Here he saw the relationship between Qiao Tianchang and his wife, and also saw the relationship between Lei An and his wife. Suddenly Lei An felt that he also wanted to get married, but even if it was a family relationship, he would not marry a woman like Song Yan. You have to marry the person you like, so that you can get feelings like Qiao Tianchang and the others.
Song Yan's beautiful face was twisted together, and she looked at Mo Lin: "Mo Lin, you bastard."
"Master, I have never said that I am a good person. Shouldn't you already know this?" Mo Lin sneered.
Song Yan wiped her tears and looked into the yard: "Is it because of the people here? Merrill, let me tell you, don't even think about marrying that bitch."
Mo Lin was shocked by Song Yan's words and almost bit her tongue: "Are you out of your mind when you go out?"
"you… "
"That's enough. No need to say so much. I get upset just looking at you. Go away now and go find your own family. Stay away from me. Don't bring my parents up in front of me to make excuses. The more this happens, the more I The more I hate you." Molin's words may be a bit unpleasant, but they are true.
Song Yan would only use his parents to threaten him. This feeling was really uncomfortable at all and he didn't like it very much.
Song Yan pointed at Mo Lin tremblingly: "Mo Lin, you... you... I have done so much for you, and in the end you treat me like this?"
"What else do you say to such a person? We should have solved the problem earlier and go in to help." Qiao Tianchang, who came out at some point, looked impatiently at Maureen Luo Li talking to this person, and immediately became unhappy. .
If the quarrel continues like this, everyone around will know.
Mo Lin coughed awkwardly, stretched out his hand to touch his nose, feeling a little depressed: "Tian Chang, can't you save some face for me?"
"cannot."
Qiao Tianchang looked at Song Yan: "It seems that people from the West Coast are just like this. The one who comes to someone's door and yells is a young lady from a big family. She is really experienced."
"You bitch, shut up." Song Yan's face was twisted.
It’s okay to be scolded by Mo Lin, but now even this man is scolding him, why should he
Untouchable? Mo Lin choked on these two words.
During this time, he knew that Ning Mengyao was the owner of the largest business group in the continent, and Qiao Tianchang was the general of the Xiao Kingdom. One person was worth more than tens of thousands of people. If such people were just pariahs, , so who do these people count
Qiao Tianchang crossed his hands on his chest and looked Song Yan up and down: "Since you are noble, why do you have to rush to my door?"
"Who cares?"