"Mr. Ye, Miss Xia!" Lin Dahui greeted the two of them respectfully, and Xia Youxin greeted him with a smile.

This woman seemed to smile sweeter to everyone than to him. Yesterday she smiled so brightly at Yan Qingyan, Hai Zhixuan, and today at Lin Dahui. Ye Qianmo's brows moved and he hugged Xia Tian without leaving a trace.

A leisurely waist.

He held her tightly and possessively.

Lin Dahui didn't dare to offend him, so he quickly asked: "Mr. Ye, why are you here alone?"

"The other one is on the second floor." Ye Qianmo said calmly, then he hugged Xia Youxin's waist and took the elevator to the second floor.

The morning sunlight shines onto the lobby on the second floor. In the waiting area of ​​the lobby, only Mo Xiaojun is sitting in the beam of light.

He clutched the phone tightly in his hand, and kept looking at the entrance with some eagerness and excitement.

Finally, he saw the figure he had been longing for for a long time. But her body was close to that of a tall man. They were so close, and his hands tightened.

He just looked at Xia Youxin blankly, his eyes only moving back and forth on her increasingly thin face. Her look was really heartbreaking.

Youxin, she is not doing well.

Xiaojun! Xia Youxin shouted silently, tears overflowing uncontrollably in her eyes. She finally saw him, her body was shaking with excitement, and she wanted to run over and hold Mo Xiao tightly.

Jun, take a good look at him, let her confirm that he is really alive. Obviously her excitement made some people very dissatisfied, and the strength on her waist became a little heavier, as if to remind her that she is him

of.

Mo Xiaojun stood up and walked slowly towards the two of them. Every step he took felt unusually heavy.

He finally turned his attention away from Xia Youxin's face and looked at the tall and upright man holding her in his arms - the legendary Mr. Ye, and even the legendary prince.

He had heard of this prince a long time ago. He was the most famous playboy in Dongjiang Province. It was said that he changed women as frequently as he changed clothes. He even changed many women for the first time.

Won't touch it a second time.

Film and television queen Yi Bing was obsessed with him and committed suicide for him, but he was so determined that he would never look back.

He was such a man. He had perfect facial features and exuded a kingly aura that could not be ignored. He had a strong figure, hugged Xia Youxin's waist tightly, and looked at him with an extremely cold and arrogant expression.

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Will he be his brother? Mo Xiaojun doesn't know if he is or not, but in his pre-imagination, Ye Qianmo, who bullies his most beloved woman, is not so likable.

Although his eyes were not kind now, Mo Xiaojun strangely didn't feel that he disliked him.

Ye Qianmo stopped with Xia Youxin in his arms and looked at Mo Xiaojun who was walking towards him in front of him with alienation and indifference.

He is the man for whom Xia Youxin is willing to die, is willing to be his mistress, is willing to do anything for him, and at the same time is said to be his brother. Seeing him in photos and seeing him in reality, the impression is indeed the same

It's not the same. Mo Xiaojun's height is a little lower than his, and his facial features are also long and fascinating, but his eyes have an erratic color, which looks mysterious and sad.

No wonder Yu Shanshan couldn't catch him and was able to kill someone out of anger. He did have a face that was loved and hated by women.

The focus of Ye Qianmo's attention was below his nose and above his lips. The deep philtrum made him look angular. His whole face was the most similar to Ye Qianmo in this aspect.

It was precisely because of that that when he saw his photo on the computer, his first impression was that he was inexplicably familiar, and he even thought he was his younger brother.
Chapter completed!