"Aiyo," He was kicked up by Wang Jinhao. He hugged his leg and screamed.
Mo Yancheng stood up, walked to the side, and pulled open the curtains. He looked at the night sky outside the window. In the bustling city, the neon lights were particularly dazzling. He placed his hands behind his back like a king descending from the heavens. He squinted his eyes and seemed to be deep in thought.
"Brother Yi." Mo Wen walked forward.
"Yes."
At this moment, Wu Hao pushed the door open and walked in. He took off his coat and walked towards mo Yancheng with a glass of wine in his hand.
"Young master mo, congratulations."
At this time, the atmosphere in the Shen residence was not good.
Shen zhicai sat in the hall and looked at the empty Hall. All the valuable items had been seized. The current Shen residence was an empty mansion. It looked like it was covered in halos, but it was actually very poor inside.
