The reborn little ancestor is handsome and flirty

Su Mucheng sat on the bed, slowly placing her palms on her lower abdomen.

Suddenly I understood.

Why was her headache getting more and more intense during this time?

It turned out to be the case.

Pregnancy causes hormones in the body to rise and become unstable.

She was originally planning to call Jiuluo and ask him for some nerve-numbing medicine, but now she changed her mind.

Realizing something, Su Mucheng suddenly darkened her eyes.

Her baby, her body is so nervous, if...

It seems quite troublesome.

***

m country.

It was already late at night.

In the area of ​​influence, people from both sides faced each other.

All of them had guns in their hands.

Mo Yanchen stood in front, the wind blowing the broken hair on his forehead, and his sharp features revealed a cold and indifferent energy.

Standing in the night, proud and tall.

He took out a cigarette, put it between his teeth, lit it slowly, and took a puff. His handsome cheeks were filled with green smoke, making them look even heavier.

There was a bit of fierceness in the corners of his eyes.

"Call out the people behind you."

The voice was low and cold.

He doesn't have time to waste here.

"Master Chen."

At this time, the person on the opposite side made a way, and Fan Tian walked out.

"As expected of Master Chen."

In less than two days, country M was completely scanned.

There was no softness at all.

But one by one

This is just the beginning.

He smiled: "Master Chen is so cruel here, I wonder if other places can take care of it, such as..."

Fan Tianyang said in a long tone: "Mo's family."

Mo Yanchen narrowed his eyes slightly, his coldness pouring out, and he did not restrain his arrogance at all.

"It's okay. When the time comes, I will directly settle the accounts with Country M."

The implication is that he has charged Country M with this debt.

Fan Tian looked at him, the two sides were in a stalemate.

All it takes is a little stir to see blood flowing.

And Mo's.

It's not just the internal core that's at fault.

Several foreign listed companies joined forces to get involved at the same time.

Now Mo Chi is currently in charge of the company, waiting for Mo Yanchen to return.

Everything looks weird and weird.

The next day.

Su Mucheng went to the crew for filming as usual.

After finishing, I found an unexpected guest.

"Sister-in-law." Mo Huaiyang adjusted his gold-framed glasses with a smile on his lips.

Su Mucheng ignored him and walked forward past him.

"Do you want to know something about my brother?"

She stopped in her tracks, the corners of her delicate eyes were cold and dry, and her eyes were dark and heavy.

Half an hour later, inside the private room of the coffee shop.

Not only was Mo Huaiyang there, there was also a strange man.

Wearing a suit, sitting upright.

Su Mucheng just glanced at it briefly and then looked away.

The person is sitting on the sofa, his posture is wanton and reckless.

Mo Huaiyang ordered three cups of coffee and pushed one cup in front of her.

Su Mucheng didn't move.

At this time, the strange man spoke: "Miss Su, I heard that you have been having headaches lately."

As he spoke, he turned the white spoon in his hand in an orderly manner.

Not light or slow, but very eye-catching.

Su Mucheng's gaze fell on the top and she frowned slightly.

"Headaches can be big or small. Miss Su, please don't take it to heart."

It was like chatting normally, even though he was not familiar with him, he was extremely easy-going.

Even the tone of voice was just right.

He still turned the white coffee spoon unhurriedly and spoke in a calm and composed tone.

It was like chatting with her about everyday things, and it seemed like he could clear away the clutter in her head.

Gradually, Su Mucheng actually followed his footsteps.

The cold white slender fingers tapped on the table carelessly, the sound was neither light nor heavy, just enough to hit people's eardrums.

The man said: "Are there fragments in your head?"

Su Mucheng: "Scattered."

"How fragmented is it? Are the flashing images fragmented and blurry?"

Su Mucheng still answered without thinking at all: "Blurry, from not being able to see the face clearly, to gradually disappearing completely."

Man: "Do you always wake up suddenly in the dead of night?"

"Yes."

Man: "What's the reason?"

"Panic, fear."

Man: “Want to catch these clips?”

"Think." Without any pause, Su Mucheng continued: "Do you have any idea?"

The man looked into her eyes and narrowed them slightly, as if considering her. The latter looked directly at her without avoiding it.

After a moment, the man calmly withdrew his gaze and said in the same tone as before: "Yes."

Su Mucheng: "What can I do?"

The white spoon in the man's hand kept spinning.

The chat seems to be getting more and more harmonious.

Mo Huaiyang sat aside, watching quietly, and then took a sip of coffee. When he put the cup back, he made very small movements.

Yes, this man is the hypnotist he hired.

He wanted to hypnotize Su Mucheng.

And, everything went smoothly.

There were questions and answers, no pause at all, and the pace even accelerated.

However, what he didn't realize was that Su Mucheng had completely controlled the rhythm without even realizing it.

The original state of him asking and answering her has changed to the complete opposite without knowing it!

Suer one by one