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In the warm and luxurious living room.

Ling Shuyuan, Su Min, and the substitute, who were originally sitting on the sofa waiting, gathered at the gate for some reason.

Ling Mo vaguely saw a familiar burly figure.

She walked over quickly.

I saw Quinn wearing a burgundy suit with messy short hair, like a lion with fried hair, standing alone outside the door.

Ling Shuyuan and several bodyguards in black blocked him at the door.

Seeing Ling Mo, Quinn shouted in surprise: "U!"

Ling Shuyuan turned around and saw Ling Mo walking towards the outside of the house. He explained solemnly.

"Ling Chen, he wanted to come in, but Zaiyou's bodyguard wouldn't let him in, so I helped keep him out!"

"It's okay, uncle!"

Ling Mo stepped out of the house and just reached the steps.

Quinn strode forward, opened her arms, and hugged her tightly.

"U, just hope you're okay, I heard you fainted!"

Quinn rested his chin on her shoulder, a layer of rain and mist appeared in his blue eyes.

"I'm fine!" Ling Mo held his waist with one hand and patted his back gently.

"..." Quinn hugged her tighter: "If you die, don't think that I will be a widow for you!"

"I never thought of making you a widow!" Ling Mo chuckled.

"I will not be a widow, I will only die in love!"

Ling Mo's smile disappeared in an instant: "You're a ghost, you have the heart to leave LK to the old man? Then I won't let you go even if I'm a ghost!"

Talk about Cao Cao, Cao Cao is here, Ling Mo just mentioned Mr. Ling.

His phone call came!

It was Ling Shuyuan who picked it up.

"Okay, okay, old man, I'll tell Ling Chen right away!"

Ling Shuyuan hung up the phone, looked at Ling Mo's back and said.

"Ling Chen, the old man asked you to take everyone back to the hotel. He said he was going to hold a birthday party for you and Mo Mo!"

After Ling Shuyuan finished speaking, the substitute immediately looked at Su Wanqing nervously.

It's okay to fool ordinary people, but it might not be that easy if you face Mr. Ling.

Su Wanqing gave the substitute a firm look. With so many of them covering up, it would not be easy for the old man to find out!

Ling Mo let go of Quinn: "How did you get here?"

"Plane!" Quinn reluctantly raised his hand and pointed to the tarmac not far away.

A luxurious private jet is parked there.

Ling Mo was a little surprised.

The Prince Hotel is 15 kilometers away from Nanshan Manor, and this guy actually came here by private plane!

But thinking about the crowded streets of the capital, Ling Mo looked at him calmly: "Do you mind if I take them with me?"

His blue eyes were filled with resentment, looking at the off-white figure behind the crowd.

Originally, he wanted to come over to warn Quan Zaiyou, but unexpectedly he had to adapt in advance. It was an indisputable fact that they were a family!

Quinn nodded silently.

Finally, the group took Quinn's private plane and arrived at the tarmac of the Prince Hotel.

Ling Mo walked in front with Quinn and Quan Zaiyou.

Then came Su Wanqing, Su Min, and the stand-in.

Ling Shuyuan, Ling Nan, and several black-clothed bodyguards wearing ghost-face masks came to the rear.

The whole family neatly walked into Mr. Ling's presidential suite.

Spacious and luxurious living room.

The old Popes Angele and Ling Yunyao, and Pope Dickens were all there.

Mr. Ling and Ling Tianyi were sitting on the sofa, while Aunt Wu, Ling Xiao, Ling Xi, and Ling Dong stood aside.

After entering the house.

Mr. Ling didn't even look at the substitute, but fixed his gaze on Ling Mo, Quinn, and Quan Zaiyou.

Presumably there was someone from the Quinn family in the house.

Mr. Ling was particularly worried about Quan Zaiyou's inner feelings.

He looked at Quan Zaiyou kindly and said, "You, come to the study with grandpa!"

"Okay, grandpa!" Quan Zaiyou respectfully bowed 90 degrees to Mr. Ling.

After Mr. Ling stood up, he looked at Ling Mo again.

"Take Quinn to recognize his family, and let everyone know his elders by the way!"

"it is good!"

After Mr. Ling and Aunt Wu took Quan Zaiyou into the study.

Ling Mo began to introduce the Ling family to Quinn's three elders in turn.

Everyone knelt down on one knee and kowtowed to the Ling family.

Although there are many people, it is lively.

But Ling Yunyao's sharp gaze remained fixed on the substitute.

She felt a little strange, why did the other party use disguise?

Could it be that Ling Mo had something to do and couldn't come?

Seeing that the Ling family members looked as usual, even Mr. Ling didn't say anything, and she didn't say much either.

Ling Yunyao took the initiative to take the substitute, Su Min, Su Wanqing and Ling Xi to the cozy small living room aside, and talked about herself.

Ling Mo, Quinn, Ling Tianyi, Ling Shuyuan and others were sitting in the living room.

She felt uneasy and looked at the substitute from time to time.

I wonder if Ling Yunyao will see something?

After all, she is also a direct descendant!

However, I thought about it again.

After all, Ling Yunyao was a direct descendant of the Ling family, and even Quinn asked her about her affairs.

Ling Yunyao would rather make her grandson Quinn hate her for the rest of her life than reveal even a single word, which shows that she is a tight-lipped person.

Even if Ling Yunyao saw something fishy and it was related to Ling Mo's safety, she couldn't possibly miss a word!

Pope Dickens and Ling Tianyi chatted for a few polite words, then looked at Ling Mo and Quinn: "Where are your promotional photos?"

"Already taken!" Quinn remembered immediately, took out his phone, opened the photo album, and showed it to Ling Mo.

"U, which one do you think is better?"

Ling Mo scrolled through the photos on his phone.

They changed nine hairstyles and nine sets of clothes, took many photos, and had many classic poses.

But she didn't want to be shown her front.

Looking at the side view of the two sides hugging each other tightly, Ling Mo's face happened to be hidden on Quinn's shoulder.

Ling Mo clicked on the phone screen: "That's it!"

"Isn't this one okay?" Quinn was a little disappointed. He was more satisfied with the frontal photo of them holding hands and smiling like flowers.

"no!"

"Where's this one?" Quinn swiped the screen, which revealed a photo of her hugging Quinn, nodding and kissing his forehead.

"That's the one!"

"Okay!" Seeing that she couldn't persuade her, Quinn clicked on the photo and sent it to her father's mobile phone: "I've sent you my resume!"

"Are you sure you don't want to show it to Ling Chen?" Pope Dickens seemed a little embarrassed to say it.

Ling Mo looked sideways at him: "Uncle, Quinn knows me well. As far as I'm concerned, it's fine as long as I don't show my face!"

"Okay, the time is almost up, I'll let someone make arrangements right now!" Pope Dickens nodded.

"Tomorrow at [-] o'clock, you will have an exclusive interview and prepare three programs in advance!"

"Ok!"

"Also, tomorrow morning, I will kill six generals in three levels. The first two levels will be set by Quinn. I will do the second level!"

Quinn was nervous for a while, looked unhappy, and shouted in a low voice: "Don't hurt us!"

"It's a little difficult, so you won't fail!" Pope Dickens frowned and reminded.

Ling Mo wasn't sure what level of difficulty Pope Dickens meant, but it certainly wouldn't be too easy.

"Uncle, since it's three levels, do we have to prepare six groomsmen?"

"almost!"

"it is good!"

Quinn nodded slightly and looked at Ling Mo: "Then let's discuss which three programs we should prepare?"

"You name it, I can do it!"

"I want to hear you play "YOU" tomorrow!"