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Chapter 6 I'm willing too
Under the warm yellow light, the tiny hexagonal elves danced gracefully.

The girl stands tall and graceful among the swirling snow, and the whole night scene becomes elegant and peaceful.

Mo Yin pursed his thin lips lightly, his cold and heartless gaze flitted across the girl's face.

Like a doughnut.

He retracted his gaze and turned away from the window.

Mingyou's fair little face, with her chin buried in the white plush collar, made her skin even more pink, with black hair and snow skin, she looked pure and lustful.

She looked at the empty window with a pair of clear and lingling black eyes.

Just a blurred side face is so good-looking...

"Yuyou, go in quickly." Su Wanyue looked at Mingyou standing in the snow, and hurriedly dragged her into the ancient building, "It's cold today, don't blow the cold wind outside."

After entering the quaint store, Ming Zhonglin explained his purpose.

"There is an old gentleman surnamed Mo, I wonder if he has arrived?"

The waiter nodded quickly, "Here we are, this way please."

The three of them followed the waiter up to the third floor and arrived at the door of a private room.

"Please come in. If you have any orders, just ring the bell." The waiter said something and left by himself.

Ming Zhonglin stood at the door, adjusted his suit slightly, and then opened the door.

Mingyou walked in after them.

"Mr. Mo, I'm really sorry that I'm late." Ming Zhonglin's tone was very humble, and he bowed slightly as he spoke.

Su Wanyue on the side also smiled apologetically, "I'm really sorry for keeping you waiting."

Mingyou poked his head out slightly from behind the two of them, and looked at the old man who was sitting upright in front of him.

The old man has a gray beard and neat short hair. He is dressed in a black and red Tang suit, holding a dragon head and a cane, and looks upright.

"It's not too late, it's because we came early, come and sit here." Mr. Mo said with a smile, his old voice was slightly hoarse.

Mingyou's eyes moved away from Mr. Mo and fell on the other side.

The man was wearing a black shirt, which made his face more like a crown jade. At this time, he was propping his head on one hand, and his cold black eyes were facing her.

he……

Why do you look exactly like the child of the Emperor of Heaven?
I didn't see it clearly when I was downstairs, but now I realized that this face looks familiar.

The same reserved and self-restrained, the same asceticism.

Ming You was pulled to sit down by Su Wanyue, who was sitting opposite to the man.

She originally wanted to open her eyes to see this person's fate, but she was also worried that this was the Heavenly Emperor himself.

The fate of the Emperor of Heaven cannot be watched by her.

"I haven't seen you for many years, and your daughter is so old." Mr. Mo said with a smile, and nodded slightly while looking at Ming You.

"Hello, Grandpa Mo." Mingyou nodded politely.

This old man is a nobleman of Ming Zhonglin, she should be more polite.

Although she is a Taoist patriarch who has lived for thousands of years, she is Mingyou now, and cause and effect coexist. She must follow this rule and behave in a well-behaved way in life.

"What's the girl's name?" Old Master Mo asked with a smile, the more he looked at Ming You, the more he felt kind and cute.

"Mingyou, you are leisurely and contented." Mingyou replied softly, with a pure and obedient expression on her face.

"Good name, leisurely, good name." Old Man Mo stroked his beard and praised, then asked, "How old are you this year?"

"After the new year, you will be eighteen."

Old people just love to ask these questions.

"Five years younger than my grandson, suitable, suitable." Old Man Mo looked at Mo Yin who was beside him, "Let me introduce myself."

Mo Yin remained expressionless, looked indifferently at the girl opposite, and nodded towards Ming Zhonglin and Su Wanyue.

"Mo Yin." The indifferent and clear voice was like a pearl on a plate.

In just two words, there is no more text.

"It's really a good-looking talent, worthy of being your grandson." Ming Zhonglin boasted.

"That's right, this looks better than those stars on TV." Su Wanyue said with a smile.

When the food was served, the three of them began to chat about the household chores, while Ming You and Mo Yin ate quietly.

Somehow, the topic came to Mo Yin.

"Zhong Lin, to tell you the truth, this meeting is mainly for my grandson." Mr. Mo was a little embarrassed, but he said it anyway, "He has also reached the age of marriage, I don't know if you would like to marry me relatives by marriage?"

Ming Zhonglin was stunned for a moment, and it took him a long time to find his voice, "Old Mo...you are a big shot in the capital...how dare I climb high..."

Mr. Mo is in the capital, and his power is not ordinary. From his several business assistance, Ming Zhonglin can see that Mr. Mo is not an ordinary person.

After some inquiring, I found out that Mr. Mo is the old man of the top wealthy family in the capital.

Mr. Mo stomped his feet, fearing that all the wealthy families in the capital would tremble three times.

"Sigh, these words are too outlandish." Old Master Mo waved his hands, disapproving of Ming Zhonglin's self-deprecation.

"I went to the mountain to investigate 25 years ago. It was you who saved me. If it weren't for you, I would have died in the mountain long ago. How can there be the Mohism today?"

"I like your kind character. Although I have helped you in your business over the years, it is insignificant. You still rely more on yourself."

"The most important thing is my grandson. I hope to find a kind child for him to be his wife. The daughter you raise must be kind and well-behaved. In addition, we are predestined by fate. Wouldn't it be beautiful to get closer? ?”

Mr. Mo's words are well-founded, and he is determined to marry Ming Zhonglin.

Ming Zhonglin didn't know how to answer the words, so he could only look at Ming You and Su Wanyue, "What do you think?"

Su Wanyue looked at Ming You and said nothing. Although she knew that the Mo family was a top wealthy family, she didn't really want her daughter to be involved.

Now their family lives very well in Nancheng, without the twists and turns of those aristocratic families, very happy.

If Youyou married into the Mo family, and was bullied later...

They couldn't even help.

"Youyou is still young, isn't it too anxious to discuss this matter now..." Su Wanyue said tactfully, looking slightly at Mingyou.

Mingyou's big black and white eyes looked at Mo Yin on the opposite side, the man's face didn't change at all, he was still indifferent and noble.

"I don't know what he means?" Ming You rested her chin and stared at Mo Yin.

As soon as Old Man Mo heard that there was something interesting, he immediately said: "He has no objection, he is very willing."

"Then I'm willing too." Ming You said, the girl's voice was soft, but there was no expression on her delicate and fair face.

Not to mention that refusing this marriage will damage the friendship between Ming Zhonglin and Mo Lao for many years, but because of Mo Lao's fate with her, she should really agree.

Besides...

Mo Yin is not Tiandi's child, but he just looks the same, just like the original owner looks like her.

……

(Ticket, ticket! Everything!)
(End of this chapter)