Chapter 1225 Mo Nanjue, are you a fool?

"Who knows, the Emperor's President hasn't come forward to say a word yet, is he assassinated?"

"Hahaha, I think I must be dead. Things are unpredictable..."

The group of people talked and walked, it was not their own business. When they talked, they were gloating and naturally they were happy.

Mo Nanjue stood firm in the crowd, and at first glance he was still the most dazzling one. The man was wearing sunglasses and when the corners of his eyes were squinted, Tong Ran couldn't see the emotions in his eyes.

Neither of them spoke, and the LCD screen was still playing loops. It seemed that there was only this news in the world, and I wish everyone could see it.

The news also said that the Imperial Group may never get up again.

Mo Nanjue stood for only a while, then raised his legs and walked forward, "What do you want to eat? Hum?"

There was no sound behind me.

The man turned around and saw Tong Ran standing there with a pale face. Her hands were trembling, "What's going on with the Emperor..."

"Didn't you see it? It's bankrupt." Mo Nanjue reached out and put his arm around her shoulder, "Will you be hungry after walking for a day?"

"Breakthrough..." Tong Ran raised her head. She knew that it was all Mo Nanjue's wealth, and it was created by him after he left America. "How could it go bankrupt?"

Mo Nanjue obviously didn't want to say more, "What did you do so much?"

He held her and walked forward.

Tong Ran seemed to have a root in her footsteps. She remembered Mo Beiyan's words at that time, "Is it a pleasure to exchange for beauty with the country?" Her head suddenly became clear.

turn out to be……

She felt cold all over. It turned out that the price of saving her was the entire imperial lord!

Why?

She raised her head, Mo Nanjue took off her sunglasses, and the two of them met. Tong Ran swung his small fist and smashed it at his shoulder, "Did you give the Emperor Jue to Mo Beiyan?"

The man did not answer.

"Why?" Her voice was a little choked. This was not a joke, nor was it a pen and a book. If you give it, you can get it back. The Emperor would declare bankruptcy. Mo Beiyan was inevitably fueled by the fire. Tong Ran's eyes were red. "Why did you give it to him? That was your thing, a group you founded with great effort!"

How difficult it is to get to that step? Tong Ran can already feel it before he has walked, let alone the person who is step by step?

Mo Nanjue's expression was dull and he did not show any sadness. There were many pedestrians coming and going, and they would stagger a few steps when they hit their shoulders. Tong Ran reached out to grab his hand, "Mo Nanjue, are you a fool?"

The man's eyes were burning and staring at her face. No matter how she asked, he just didn't speak.

"Talk!" Tong Ran clenched his fists and beat him on his chest. She felt panicked. Without the Emperor, there would be nothing left. "Can you still want to come back now? I, I can go back to South Africa, I will stay in the Flame Hall, you go and get the Emperor back..."

"What nonsense?" Mo Nanjue's face darkened and he grabbed her wrist, "I will never let you go back to that place again, you can't even think about it."

"What should I do?" Tong Ran's eyes raised and fell, and she felt complicated, "Is that the imperial lord gone like this?"

Monaj nodded.

"Aren't you sad?" Tong Ran was in disbelief. She reached out to cover her face, "That's yours... it's all my fault, it's all because of me..."

Mo Nanjue pulled her hand down and his index finger fell on the corner of her wet eyes, "Do you stand here and cry, do you want everyone to think I've bullied you?"
Chapter completed!