Mo Nanjue had a cold face and his expression was unpredictable.

Mo Beiyan took two steps forward, the two of them were the same height, and when they looked at each other, he smiled and stretched out his hand, "Jue, it's been a long time since we saw each other."

Mo Nanjue didn't reach out, he glanced at him coldly, and the corners of his eyes were poisoned, "Are you a flame?"

Mo Beiyan didn't feel embarrassed either. He withdrew his hand and leaned against the glass door on the side, and raised his lips frivolously, "Lieyan? Who is it?"

Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes sinisterly.

Jason must not be able to sit still. Who can control the rules at this time? He hurriedly pushed open the glass door and walked over, "Young Master Jue, please calm down, what's this..."

The word "story" was not yet revealed, and when his eyes swept over, he was stuck back into his throat.

Jason looked at the two people standing in front of him in amazement, unable to come back to his senses for a long time, "Yan, Mr. Yan?"

That sound of Young Master Yan is actually...

He wiped his sweat, how could he get all this kind of person? He couldn't afford to offend either of the American Mo family and the Emperor. "How could Mr. Yan come here? You and the Flame Hall..."

Mo Beiyan shrugged, and his evil face showed a rogue, "What is Flame Hall?"

Jason was stunned, "I made an appointment with the people from the Flame Hall today..."

"You made an appointment with the people in the Flame Hall. What does it have to do with me?" Mo Beiyan picked up the wine on the table and took a sip, turned back into the chair, "Can't I come to Italy? The Golden Club is open for business, and I just go into a private room to have an auction. You are too concerned about it, right?"

Jason: "…"

He really couldn't say...

Mo Nanjue always had a cold face. His eyes swept over Mo Beiyan, "Luo Xiao didn't come, so let you come?"

Mo Beiyan picked up one leg, "Who is Luo Xiao?"

"No need to say it."

"I don't know him."

"I know."

"Then I want to know you too." Mo Beiyan suddenly stood up, and he reached over and put it on Mo Nanjue's shoulder. The two of them were very close, "Jue, I want everything as long as it is yours."

"Oh?" Mo Nanjue brushed away his hand, and the man raised his eyebrows coldly, "Then I want your life, are you going to commit suicide?"

Mo Beiyan put his hand on him again, "Jue, do you have to confront me like this?"

"You can't die against tit," Mo Nanjue looked into his eyes, "I guess you can't die with swords and guns."

"Do you have to tell me to die?"

"Because you know Luo Xiao."

"Who knows Luo Xiao? I haven't seen Luo Xiao either a man or a woman," Mo Beiyan smiled with a smile on his lips, and he looked cynical everywhere. "Oh, don't post anger at me. To put it bluntly, it's fun. I'm too lazy to interfere with these things. Mo's family is almost killing me. What kind of Fire Hall is from Fire Hall? If it's mine, I can really care? Of course, it's not mine." The red diamond ring on his left hand rubbed against Mo Nanjue's shoulder, "When will you come back? Grandpa said you want to see you."

Mo Nanjue stretched out his finger and pushed open his hand, "When will you die and when will I go back."

"What if I don't die?"

"I'll help you with the money."

Mo Beiyan put away the smile on his face and suddenly leaned over, "Jue, do you really hate me so much?"

"I don't believe you said you didn't know Luo Xiao," Mo Nanjue narrowed his eyes and outlined a deep mockery, "You are even better than him when you talk lies with your eyes open."
Chapter completed!