The rich and powerful: the first lady of Mo Shao

Chapter 62
My uncle works desperately on the construction site every month, and only 5000 yuan a month is needed to support a family of four. This ticket is too extravagant for Leng Yan.

I asked my uncle coldly where I bought the tickets for the concert, and my uncle said with a smile that it was a relative of a worker who worked inside the concert and bought it for a few hundred yuan at a cheap price—— Later, from the private conversation between my aunt and uncle, Leng Yan secretly learned that this was all nonsense made by her uncle in order to save her from psychological burden.

At that time, Leng Yan heard that it was bought cheaply, but he breathed a sigh of relief, and said emotionally: "Uncle, you are so kind."

Uncle narrowed his eyes slightly and joked, "How about Faye Wong?"

After a cold pause, he smiled awkwardly, and the uncle added, "Uncle will not compare with your idol, even if I am a rough person."

Thinking of what I didn't answer at that time, I murmured coldly: "Uncle...Your kindness cannot be compared with anyone else, because it is priceless...Since I was a child, you are the only one besides my parents. My best person, who feeds me, feeds me, feeds me to go to school... I enjoy the same treatment as my brother, even better than him... I celebrate my birthday every year. At that time, my brother often joked that he was Picked it up... If, now, if someone asks me who my idol is, I will definitely say, uncle... Uncle, did you hear that?"

A yellow tear rolled out of Leng Ronggui's sunken eye socket, he must have heard it.

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It was already afternoon when Leng Yan left the hospital. As soon as she got into the taxi, Transsion's call came, "Miss Leng, please officially join the company tomorrow morning. I believe you have read the relevant contract terms."

Leng Yan wanted to ask what the relationship between Mo Qing and Transsion was, but when the words came to his lips, he just said obediently, "Okay."

She just wanted to be a singer in peace, and she didn't necessarily understand the interests involved between the companies. Besides, Mo Qing was elusive.

It was past five o'clock in the afternoon when I returned to Mo's house. As soon as Leng Yan walked into the living room, he heard loud and exciting games.

Sitting on the sofa is a girl wearing a pink lace dress, with a pointed chin, slender eyes, and her bare white feet stepping on the sofa, holding a game console with both hands, shaking her head obsessively, and fully devoted herself to it. look.

Leng Yan walked to the side of the sofa and looked up and down at the uninvited guest in Mo's house - this girl has no strangeness and formality as a guest, so it could be Mo Qing's...

However, looking at the girl's eighteen or nineteen-year-old appearance, her face is immature, she is completely like a little lolita. Compared with the uniform girl she accidentally ran into before, Mo Qing's taste is really weirder every time.

Leng Yan stood and stared at the girl for a long time, and didn't know how to speak, while the girl was completely immersed in the exciting scene of the game, until Aunt Li came out of the kitchen and shouted: "Miss Leng, you're back."

The girl raised her eyes slightly, and then showed a provocative look, "Who are you?"

Leng Yan was stopped by the simple question "Who are you?" She knew that what this girl wanted to ask was who she belonged to Mo Qing.But it was difficult for her to define this question accurately, so she saw Mrs. Li approaching and answered for Leng Yan: "Miss Qin, Miss Leng is Mr. Mo's girlfriend."

"Girlfriend?" Qin Xiaonuo threw the game console in his hand aside, stood up from the sofa, looked down at the strange woman in front of him, and commented with a sneer: "It's not good to have an internet celebrity face! "

Internet red face?It was the first time in Leng Yan's life that others evaluated her as an internet celebrity, which was really not a good reputation for her.

(End of this chapter)