Hundreds of billions of pet marriage: wife, you are the biggest

Chapter 461 A Broken Shoe

But no, he stared at the empty wine glass. It was obvious that Sylas Li drank the whole glass under his gaze, but why didn't he react at all?

After exploring for a long time, he couldn't figure out why, and finally Mo Shiyi gave up on this plan. At this moment, suddenly, whoever threw something in the crowd, everyone immediately backed away, but only Mo Shiyi, Sylas Li, and Ling Ranran stood in the middle without moving.

Everyone took a closer look and found that what was thrown in was a very beautiful high-heeled shoe, but the top of the shoe had already burst.

Li Sijue had already guessed what Mo Shiyi was going to do, and he remained motionless with no expression on his face, while Ling Ranran watched Mo Shiyi pick up the broken high-heeled shoe slowly, and smiled with great interest. Then, the words were full of sharp sarcasm, "It seems, as I remember, Mr. Li likes this thing the most."

In other words, Sylas Li's favorite thing is broken shoes!
Everyone thought they had heard it wrong, and couldn't help but gasp. Didn't Sylas Li and Mo Shiyi always look like uncle and nephew, and their relationship is still very good?But why, what the two of them see now is clearly a Shura field?
Mo Shiyi stared at Sylas Li with a frozen expression, and his heart was filled with more and more pleasure.

Especially when he saw the sharpness of the people around Ling Ranran gathered on Ling Ranran, he no longer felt the pain and struggle, but only the joy after revenge.

He thought, he has completely fallen, since he can't get it, he can only destroy it, but that's good, it saves him wandering at the crossroads many times, not knowing what to do.

"That's right, what Mr. Li likes the most is the broken shoes that others don't want, haha..." Mo Shiyi smiled, as if this sentence brought him much more fun than being a groom today.

However, Sylas Li didn't even blink his eyes, staring at him, his thin lips raised a cold arc, "I'm afraid, the thief shouted "stop thief, I'm afraid the one who likes broken shoes the most should be someone."

While speaking, he stared at Mo Shiyi with scorching eyes. His original expressionless face finally changed, and there was a hint of interest in his eyes.

Mo Shiyi has been his nephew for so many years, and has admired him for so many years. He has already read every book he has studied, and Mo Shiyi has studied every expression thoroughly.

But now, Mo Shiyi almost reflexively felt that if Sylas Li showed such a secretive expression, he must have made some big moves. He was a little uneasy, "What do you mean?"

But Sylas Li is not like him. He lays out all kinds of conspiracies and tricks so sincerely. Sylas Li likes to show off, and also likes to take a knife to slash the enemy's neck time and time again, but he just doesn't do it, just let the other party feel that it may happen at any time. The fear of death.

Li Sijue took Ling Ranran's hand, and when he passed by Mo Shiyi, his voice was very low, "Even as you said, love comes first, but those two glasses of wine just now owe you and me. I paid off everything, next..."

Before he finished speaking, he took Ling Ranran straight to the center of the venue, leaving behind Mo Shiyi who was standing there like a stone statue.

He stood where he was, comprehending Sylas Li's meaning, which meant that he was still thinking about it before, but now he was about to strike ruthlessly.

(End of this chapter)