Hilarious Pampered Consort: Lord I Will Wait for Your Divorce Chapter 870: Extra Chapter: Modern Journey 12
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Duan Lao's eyes fell on the two of them from time to time.
The two of them have become a world of their own. Regardless of their behavior or temperament, they are obviously incompatible with the rest of the people. One thing he had to admit even though he didn't want to admit it was that he was completely outclassed. Another discovery that made him frustrated was that after seeing the two of them, he looked at the other people present, and they all felt... boring and too lazy to pay attention to them.
Suddenly, Duan Laolang smiled and said: "Mr. Mo, Miss Qu, don't be surprised if you don't greet me well."
"You're welcome." Mo Liancheng smiled slightly, "I'm lucky to meet you."
"Yes, I think so too." Qu Tan'er also smiled and echoed. Being able to eat, drink and wear clothes for free saves me a lot of trouble. No matter how you think about it, you are lucky. What's more, if she hadn't met his yacht, she might still be wandering around the sea and wouldn't have met Chengcheng so quickly.
Unexpectedly, Duan Luo laughed evilly, "I also want to say yes - but, I hold a grudge and hate you for throwing away my mobile phone." The last sentence was a bit gritted.
But, does the smile in his eyes mean that he doesn't care?
God knows, the heart is separated from the belly.
At this time, Mo Liancheng asked: "Tan'er, did you throw away someone else's cell phone?" What is a cell phone? He hasn't figured it out yet.
"Yeah."
"Then give me an apology." Mo Liancheng seemed to be majestic, but also obviously said with a bit of doting.
Qu Tan'er's face wilted, pitiful, but she still made an apologetic gesture towards Duan Lao, "I'm sorry, Mr. Duan Lao, I owe you a mobile phone and a favor today."
"..." Duan Lao was slightly stunned.
Is it really that easy to say? This man...his eyes couldn't help but fall on Mo Liancheng.
The dinner party is naturally not the highlight of these wealthy children.
The focus is on the after-dinner party.
At night, the moonlight is beautiful.
The party in front of the hotel and in front of the hotel is really a new experience.
A few men, and a group of beauties, played various games between men and women. As for this kind of game, Qu Tan'er saw it with great disdain. The second generation of rich people, the second generation of officials, the third generation of rich people, etc. are just lonely and idle.
The only one who did not participate was Duan Lao.
He went up to greet them for a few times, and then came back to accompany them. Compared with his few fair-weather friends, these two in front of him aroused his desire for discovery more.
"You two, why are you so quiet? Why don't you go play together?"
"Not interested." Mo Liancheng replied lightly.
In the conversation between men where a certain man was present, a certain woman stood behind him very smartly. It's not that she is weak, but that she feels this is the position she should be in.
Mo Liancheng and Duan Lao chatted for a while longer.
Duan Lao suddenly asked, "What are you going to do after you get ashore?" He had not forgotten that he had heard the strange conversation between the two before, and was he penniless? When you are in trouble, it is easiest to make sincere friends, and Duan Lao will not understand this.
When he asked, Mo Liancheng remained silent and looked at Qu Tan'er.
Qu Tan'er blinked, looked at Duan Lao again, and said with a sudden smile: "Mr. Duan Lao, can I ask you something?"
"No problem, please tell me."
"Can you get two ID cards? They must be formal, not fake." Qu Taner asked with a smile.
When Duan Lao heard this, he hesitated: "You——"
"Can I tell you first?"
"That should work."
"Oh." She didn't say any more.
Suddenly, Mo Liancheng's eyes turned cold, he looked towards a hidden distance, and said warily: "Tan'er? Where -"