After rebirth, the group's beloved daughter exploded the audience

His tone was firm and brooked no rebuttal.

What a dictatorial man.

His deep palace had long discouraged the Su family, and Su Jichen naturally didn't want his sister to go through this muddy water.

"Mo, please let me go!" He looked fiercely and grabbed Mo Beichen's hand.

His knuckles were turning white and his arms were trembling slightly.

The arrow was already on the string, but now I have to let it go.

Mo Beichen looked away, his eyes cold, like a leopard hunting.

Intimidating.

"Second uncle, let go." He rolled his Adam's apple and uttered a few cold words.

The person he is attacking now is his own sister. As an older brother, there is no way he can retreat, right?

"You are the one who should let go." Not to be outdone, Su Jichen took a step forward.

There were sparks in the eyes of the two of them, and they were just one torch away from igniting them.

"I'm doing it for Rourou's good, she can't play!" Mo Beichen reiterated again.

The rhetoric intensified.

Su Jichen found it funny and raised one corner of his mouth, as if he was mocking.

"Rourou will make the decision in Rourou's affairs. She doesn't need someone as domineering as you. If you are really good for her, then you should respect her!"

He roared at the top of his lungs, anger bursting from his eyes.

The fingertips of Mo Beichen's hand turned from red to white, leaving fingerprints on his solid muscles.

"In the last ten minutes, if Mo's work has not been released, it will be regarded as an automatic forfeit!"

The final announcement sounded on the field.

The three of them could hear it clearly in the background, and their hearts inevitably skipped a beat.

Su Qianrou's face was livid. She glared at Mo Beichen and gritted her teeth.

"My second brother is right, you have no right to interfere with me!"

She spread his fingers, only to have him tighten them again.

His heart ached a little, and there was a hint of vague pain on his face.

The look he looked at her was more protective.

"I would rather abstain than show up with a big belly."

"Do you understand?!" He said the last sentence, his voice full of sympathy.

A big belly?

Is it...

Su Jichen's face suddenly darkened, his eyes wrinkled and his gaze dropped.

He suddenly let go of Mo Beichen's hand and focused on Su Qianrou.

"Rourou, when did this happen? Why didn't you tell me?"

He was hurried and his eyes were cautious.

Really, one wave comes after another.

Su Qianrou couldn't explain why, and her mood was very complicated.

At this time, she can't make the truth known to the public, can she?

After all, Fang Yuan is still coveting her.

"I don't have time to explain. Let's wait until everything is over."

She only briefly glanced at Su Jichen, and then cast her eyes heavily on Mo Beichen.

"After preparing for so long, you don't want to give up, right? You don't want Mo's reputation to be ruined, right?"

She raised her eyebrows and hit the nail on the head.

Although Mo was important, she was not light, and Mo Beichen always wanted to protect her.

His handsome and clear face showed an inadvertent expression of embarrassment.

Just let yourself make the choice for him once.

"Okay, let me go, I've decided." She exerted all her strength and finally escaped from his grasp.

If it ends like this, it means Fang Yuan wins by default.

The battle between her and that stupid woman is still ongoing.

Under the man's reproachful gaze, she straightened her chest, raised her head, and opened the curtain.

He walked onto the catwalk proudly.

The white dress was very dazzling on the runway, immediately bringing a different visual feast to the place. I have seen a lot of colorful clothing, but the monochromatic white one is particularly eye-catching.

Especially the uneven design on the skirt is simply wild and unruly.

Completely breaking the fashion concept of the clothing industry over the years.

In just one minute of appearance, he received countless praises from the audience.

There were exclamations from the audience.

"Is this Mo's strength? It's so amazing! No wonder the way he appears is weird."

"It's really amazing. I didn't expect Mo's design to be so unique! It completely subverted my understanding."

"As expected, I was not disappointed. The Mo family, which is famous overseas, has certain strength!"

……

The judges could not bear to discuss among themselves.

Fang Yuan behind the scenes showed an angry look, clenching her hands into fists and placing them flat on her legs.

I thought that Mr. Mo was ready to quit, but he didn't expect a big reversal.

Su Qianrou indeed has some abilities.

Li Qingtong was not happy. She looked at this wonderful catwalk with a smile.

His eyes were suddenly cold, and the strong smell of blood invaded Fang Yuan's sense of smell.

"Why, is this your strength?" She gritted her teeth.

The peripheral vision is like a sharp sword.

"Your little trick has been defeated by the Mo family, so what use do I have from you!"

The pillow in her arms made her twist into a ball in anger, and the bonfire of anger was burning.

Fang Yuan felt cold and hurriedly explained: "Of course not, they are just lucky, and the good show will come next."

"I just want to see what good show you can make. If you screw up, you won't be able to stay, Mrs. Mo, and I, Mrs. Li, don't need to be useless!"

Li Qingtong glanced at her fiercely, and then walked away from his seat.

Su Yu'an, who was sitting in the first-class seat, tilted his head and asked Su Jichen, "What just happened?"

Su Jichen smiled and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's nothing, just a small problem."

The lady next to you touched the ear instrument and opened her lips slightly.

"It's just such a small incident, why are you anxious?" Her voice was slow, gentle and elegant.

Fang Yuan lowered her body and spoke mechanically, her face obviously ugly.

"Mr. Li is not satisfied with me. If I let Su Qianrou resolve the crisis every time, I will have no place in the Li family!"

She looked worried.

"Since I can arrange for you to enter the Li family, I have my own way to deal with that woman. Just listen to my arrangements."

The noble lady turned off the instrument and straightened her posture as if nothing had happened.

Staring straight ahead expectantly.

Next is Li's show.

Behind the scenes, Fang Yuan glanced at the model, her eyes full of cunning.

"You know better than me what to do next. If you want your family to be safe, just be obedient."

The model was timid and just nodded her head.

As soon as the model came on stage, everyone in the Mo family was in an uproar and their eyes were astonished.

For a moment they all thought there was something wrong with their eyes.

Originally supposed to be Mo's model, she turned around and became Li's model.

The green show clothes on the models have also become Li's works.

They immediately realized that Li had once again plagiarized Mo's things in dirty ways.

This isn't the first time.

"Isn't this the work designed by Madam?" Li Mu frowned, showing an angry look.

Of course Mo Beichen knew it, his face was covered with a gray haze.

His eyes are so fierce that they can kill.

"It's Li again. After all, I acted lightly that time."