My Sweetie,You're so hot

After that, without waiting for me to be polite, Qin Baiwan got up and opened the door and went out, walking with wind, as if he was afraid that I would leave him to ask the bottom of the matter.

Looking at his funny appearance, I can't help laughing. Qin Baiwan is more and more interesting.

……

In the afternoon, after receiving Siji's call, he directly asked the driver to drive to Mo's home.

When entering the door, several servants stood in two rows at the door and said hello to us respectfully.

"Hello, Miss Sun."

I don't know if I'm too suspicious. I feel that the atmosphere at home is a little strange. It's just a meal. The servants are all ready. It seems that they are exaggerating.

"I'm back." Lin Wan had been waiting in the living room for a while. As soon as he came in, he took the child by his hand. "Four seasons, do you miss grandma?"

"Yes! Grandma, why haven't you come to see the four seasons for a long time! "

"Grandma wants to do business. After making money, she can buy beautiful clothes for Siji. Do you want them?"

"No! Four seasons want to make money to buy

"Oh? Ha ha, my granddaughter is so ambitious. Good, good, then grandma will wait to see... "

Maybe it's because I haven't seen you for a long time. I'm old and young. I'm very happy.

Mo Zhicheng is sitting on the single sofa in the middle of the living room. He has just pinched his cigar. Now he is making tea. He is a slow-moving man in his fifties. All his actions exude the charm of a mature man. It's easy for people to imagine his romantic and elegant youth.

I walked over and sat down on the sofa next to him with a faint smile, "Dad."

"Well." Mo Zhicheng nodded gently and put one of the cups of tea in front of me. "Have a taste of this year's new Longjing."

"Good." He took a sip of the teacup and nodded slowly with a smile, "sweet aftertaste, not bad."

Mo Zhicheng didn't answer any more, and he continued the tea for me.

Before dinner, Lin Wan plans to be close to Siji, but Siji is clamoring to go to the study to do her homework. Lin Wan can't beat her, so he has to go with her to tutor.

As soon as they went upstairs, a servant came in at the door and announced, "master, there are guests here."

"Come in, please." Mo Zhicheng didn't even talk about it. He was blowing the heat on the teacup. It seemed that he was not surprised at all.

Isn't it a family dinner tonight?

Just when I was feeling strange, the footsteps sounded behind me, and the so-called guests had already come in.

With curiosity, he turned to see a strange man. He was wearing a white shirt with a black windbreaker and a hand-made cashmere scarf in the middle of his neck. His clothes were excellent.

But I had a brainstorming in my mind, and did not find out the shadow of this person. It can be seen that he is not the object I know or have met.

The man was very generous. When he came in, he first looked at Mo Zhicheng. Then he saw me, and he gave me a gentle smile and strode towards me.

"Miss Shen." The man's gentle hand stretched out, modest tone, "Ji Yunshen."

Ji Yunshen?

Is it Ji Yunshen, the single handedly trader who swept away billions of capitalists in the stock exchange of M country overnight and then disappeared?

When the fire broke out in Beite coin, sang Yun often mentioned the news about stocks in my ear. Ji Yunshen was one of the most famous figures. I didn't expect that people who only existed in the legend would actually appear in front of me.

Thinking of Sang Yun's face of deep appreciation and worship, I politely held out my hand and gave him a shallow shake, "I've heard so much about you."

"The clouds are deep." Lin Wan didn't know how to hear the news. In the blink of an eye, he came downstairs, looking happy. "Don't stand. Sit down quickly. Listen to Uncle Mo, you just came back from m country?"