The shit shovel officer knelt down and sang conquest for Ben Meow

Feng Mo teased Ye Yu for a while, and after confirming that the other party really understood what he said, he hugged Ye Yu in his arms contentedly, "Do you think God has finally favored me for a while?"

"Meow meow~" It's not that God has favored you.

Ye Xiaomiao raised her head very narcissistically.

His arrogant look made Feng Mo laugh.

At this moment, the cell phone rang suddenly, interrupting the 'conversation' between Feng Mo and Ye Yu.

Picking up the vibrating mobile phone next to the bed, a familiar name was written on the screen, Feng Mo silently distanced himself from the mobile phone, and then pressed the answer button.

Ye Yu was still wondering why Feng Mo stayed away from the phone, so he couldn't hear it, but in the next second, a sound that could be called the roar of the Lion in the River East came out from the phone.

"Feng Mo! Are you okay!"

"Something happened."

"Where!? Did Situ Ming do it? I killed him to vent your anger."

Even if Feng Mo couldn't see it, he could still imagine Nan An clenching his fists and gnashing his teeth, swallowing the words that he wanted to complain about because he was too loud.

"It's just a small injury."

"Small injury, would you leave early without even saying hello?" Nan'an obviously didn't believe Feng Mo's words. The already scarred Fengjia brings trouble.

Leaving early is not a serious matter, but with Feng Mo's cautious temperament, if there is no urgent matter, it is impossible to disappear without saying hello, especially if he doesn't even know about it.

"I can't tell what happened yesterday. Anyway, I was rescued." What Feng Mo said was true, but he also concealed something. For some reason, he didn't want others to know about Ye Yu. , that existence only needs to be understood by oneself.

Nan'an found that Feng Mo didn't want to say more, so he didn't ask any more questions immediately, and directly changed the subject, "So that bastard Situ Ming is still looking for trouble for you?"

"Isn't this a common thing?" Feng Mo sneered, and his words were full of sarcasm. Situ Ming has always had trouble with him since the first meeting. Sometimes he really doesn't understand that no one from his main room dislikes him, a child of the junior. , Why can't the other party keep thinking about going against him.

"What are you going to do? You've been bullied to the door this time. You won't have to swallow your anger."

"He is against me because he wants to destroy my 'heir'. He is an accomplice who destroyed my love. I will not let him do so."

"...Did you really decide?" Nan An on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, he was surprised by Feng Mo's decision, but not so surprised.

"Hmm... Blindly giving in will only lead to more plundering from the other party..." Feng Mo held a wry smile at the corner of his mouth. He deeply understood the meaning of what he said, and competed with Situ Ming for the heir, that is to say He wanted to be the head of the Situ family, which disgusted him. He had always rejected this position before, so he showed an attitude of not fighting for it.

But now he has figured it out, he needs strength, and instead of building something from scratch, he might as well pick up something ready-made, and at the same time give Situ Ming a hard blow, he has no reason not to kill two birds with one stone.

In fact, Feng Mo still has a little selfishness in his heart. If he keeps climbing, will he be able to get closer to that person, will he be able to see that person again? He wants to ask the other party what that kiss means...

"Ask for leave for me. I'll go to my uncle's place today."

"Fine, no matter what decision you make, Feng Mo, I will support you."

"Thank you." Feng Mo's facial features softened a little. Although he has always shown that he dislikes Nan'an, he sincerely regards Nan'an as a friend, and he is very fortunate to have such a friend, "Do me another favor, help me investigate a The person named Ye Yu, I will profile his appearance for you later."

Nan'an is a son of a large group, and he must have connections. Compared with his current decline, it is obviously faster for the other party to check people.

"Is this the one who saved you?"

"Maybe." If what the other party told him is true...

Ye Yu, who was lying on the bed, curled up the corners of her lips badly, stupid mortal, how can you pry into my master's identity.