Your Excellency, I love you!

Sheng Miao didn't react that fast, Sheng Feng was the first to react, frowned and said in a low voice, "Sheng Tang, what nonsense are you talking about? I want to talk to Shi Che, don't mess around here!"

"Mr. Sheng, is this afraid?" Luo Qiangwei smiled inexplicably, "What are you afraid of? Mo Shiche, Mo Huangnian, or some unknown things..."

Sheng Feng's hand holding the teacup was slightly tight, but Jiang was still hot after all, so he remained calm, "Sheng Tang, are you trying to sabotage our negotiation tonight?"

Luo Qiangwei still smiled, "What do you think?"

"Tangtang, what do you want to do?" Mo Shiche squinted his eyes to look at her, keenly feeling that something was wrong with her. He could feel that something was wrong from her initiative last night, but her initiative easily made him Shen Yichen was lost, so he didn't ask last night.

But since she followed him to the teahouse and insisted on seeing Sheng Feng, he had already guessed what she was going to do.

Maybe it was what she was going to do when she came back this time - after all, he hadn't figured out why she came back to him voluntarily since he obviously didn't find her.

Luo Qiangwei met his eyes, "Will you let me do whatever I want?"

Mo Shiche said flatly, "Except for leaving me, the rest is up to you."

She tilted her head and smiled, "Okay, then I will introduce a friend to you—"

Sheng Miao stood up suddenly, feeling inexplicably uneasy. She pointed at Luo Qiangwei and yelled, "What do you want to do again? Do you want to find someone to pretend to be a poor year? Let me tell you, don't try to play tricks anymore, I won't be fooled by you again." Scared! Huang Nian is sitting here, he is Mo Huang Nian—”

Suddenly, a cold male voice sounded. Although it was a little hoarse, the original voice could still be heard, "He is Mo Huangnian, so who am I?"

Sheng Miao froze all of a sudden!

The wooden sliding door of the box was suddenly pushed open by a long and thin hand.

A handsome man in a white shirt stood at the door.

That face that was [-]% similar to Mo Shiche appeared in front of everyone——

Except for Luo Qiangwei, the other three people in the private room were shocked, especially Sheng Miao, who suddenly widened his eyes and backed away with a scream, "Ah—there is a ghost!"

There is a bench behind her, she tripped and fell to the ground, but she still hid back in horror, "You...you are a ghost..."

Mo Huangnian raised his legs and walked in, his handsome and straight figure walked towards Sheng Miao step by step, his eyes always fell on her face, "Miao Miao, do you really hope that I am a ghost?"

Even people from the city like Sheng Feng were terrified and stood up abruptly, but Mo Shiche was faster than him, almost got up suddenly and walked over, grabbing Mo Huangnian's arm, "You... who is it?"

Mo Shiche stared at the face in front of him that was very similar to himself, his pupils shrank violently, and his handsome face rarely showed an expression of extreme shock, "Who are you," he asked repeatedly in a tense voice, "Who are you. "

Mo Huangnian looked up at him, and said without avoiding, "Mr. Mo, I am Mo Huangnian."

Mo Shiche's whole body almost froze, his throat was blocked, a terrible thought spread in his mind, mixed with all the things that had happened for so long, and gradually formed a sharp knife, ruthlessly towards his chest heart stab--

"Are you Mo Huangnian?" Mo Shiche stared at him tightly with dark eyes, his Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, "Impossible," he said almost subconsciously, with a slight tremor in his voice, "Are you Mo Huangnian?" Desolate year, then who am I?"