Huoye, Madam Went To the Sky Bridge Again To Set Up a Stall

Lu Yichen raised his eyebrows slightly: "When I first came here, Rong Jing was still drinking with people, and he should be still there now."

Qin Mo heard the words and stood up to Qin Anguo, the elder brother and Huo Junxin and his wife nodded: "I went over first."

Qin's father instructed: "Drink less wine."

Brother Qin warned: "Don't make trouble."

"Got it!" Qin Mo and Lu Yichen left, and the two walked and talked and left.

Seeing Huo Yunqiu and Qin Ruan not far away, Qin Ershao stopped, released the hand on Lu Yichen's shoulder, and rushed forward.

"Ruan Ruan! Happy birthday, the second brother has prepared a birthday present for you, which has been sent to your room."

Qin Mo smiled brightly and looked like he was begging for praise.

Qin Ruan put his arms around Huo Yunqiu's arm and said softly, "Thank you second brother."

If there is a tail behind him, Qin Mo will definitely shake it: "Dad and big brother also prepared gifts for you, but they are definitely not as good as mine. You must remember to see when you go back."

"it is good--"

Lu Yichen came over: "Third Master, Third Young Madam."

Qin Ruan's smile continued: "Second Master Lu, long time no see."

"Happy birthday."

"thanks--"

The four did not communicate much, and Qin Anguo greeted his daughter and son-in-law over there.

Lu Yichen took Qin Mo and left.

Leaving the sight of his relatives, Qin Mo immediately turned his face.

He let go of Lu Yichen's tug, his handsome and delicate face was full of anger: "You son of a bitch, if you let the second person see my dark history, I will destroy you, young master!"

Lu Yichen sneered, with a playful tone: "So afraid of being seen?"

Qin Mo's neck stalked: "This is no nonsense!"

Thinking of that photo in disguise, Qin Mei's face turned black.

The biggest black history in his life was held in his hands, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Never show it to others." Lu Yichen promised.

What he didn't say was that Qin Mo's cross-dressing photo looked novel, and it was a pity to delete it.

And using such a handle to tease Qin Wei from time to time to fry his hair, it feels pretty good.

Although it is a bit naive, but who told Qin Mo to take the trick every time, it is no wonder that his men are merciless.

Lu Yichen raised the topic and asked, "What are you looking for with Rong Jing?"

"I heard that he knows some people in the entertainment industry, and one of me wants to find a job."

"..." Lu Yichen looked at him speechlessly.

Qin Mo frowned: "What's wrong?"

"Who is worthy of you to socialize and find a job, is it your girlfriend? If you enter a place where the entertainment industry is mixed, you won't regret anything in the future."

Lu Yichen's first reaction was that Qin Mo had a girlfriend and wanted to join the entertainment industry.

If the other party really wants to enter the gate of Qin's house in the future, it will be a black history, and the unspoken rules formulated by the entertainment industry will be dyed black when entering white.

Qin Mo glared at Lu Yichen: "What are you thinking, it's a man!"

Lu Yichen frowned upon hearing this. As the second young master of the Qin family, what kind of friendly friend made him do this.

First of all, it is necessary to exclude the children of rich families. It is impossible for them to have no channels, and it is impossible for these people to fall into the entertainment circle.

Then it can only be ordinary people without background.

Ordinary people are always envious of the bright appearance of the entertainment industry, which is a shortcut to power and wealth.

"Okay, I'll take you to find Rong Jing."

Lu Yichen led the way, the smile on his face subsided, restoring the dignity and bearing of the second young master of the Lu family.

There are some things that don't need to be explored because it's none of your business.

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VIP room.

In the huge room, only Mrs. Huo, Huo Hongxing, and Patriarch Yan were left with Huo Yao and Huo Anqi sitting on his lap.

Qin Ruan and Huo Yunqiang just left on the front foot, and the other old foxes on the back foot all used different excuses to get away.

The people who can sit in this room are all old friends of Mr. Huo in the past, or retired from the cabinet like him, and some have business titles in the cabinet, but they only care for the elderly at home.

Mrs. Huo didn't feel good when he saw the two great-grandchildren on Yan Yiqi's lap.

He stretched out his hand to the nearest Huo Yao: "Ayao, come to my great-grandfather."

Yan Yiqi hugged Huo Yuanyuan away from Mrs. Huo, his expression had recovered, and he was reluctant to let go of the baby in his arms.

Seeing this, Mrs. Huo was angry: "Yan Yiqi, what do you mean?"

Yan Yiqi's face turned abnormally white, his breathing became unsteady, his eyes flashed with deep meaning, and the bottom of his wise eyes was an abyss that others could not see, which was full of calculations and cunning.

He said calmly: "Old Huo, if there is no accident, these two children may call me great-grandfather."

Mrs. Huo didn't expect his old friend to be so shameless, and he couldn't say a word when he pointed at him.

Huo Hongxing smiled, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "Uncle Yan, these eight characters haven't been written yet."

Yan Yiqi lowered his eyes, looked at the two delicate boys in his arms, and said in a low voice, "As soon as the boy came in, I felt like I saw An Yu, they look too similar."

Mr. Huo and Huo Hongxing knew who this child was talking about.

Knowing does not mean accepting.

Mrs. Huo couldn't help choking: "There are too many people who look alike in this world!"

Yan Yiqi shook his head with sadness on his face: "She is An Yu's child, cough..."

Before he could finish speaking, he couldn't help coughing.

This time, there is no need for Mrs. Huo to rob the child, and the owner of Yan took the initiative to send the child to his arms.

The bodyguard of the Yan family behind him brought a clean handkerchief, Yan Yiqi took the handkerchief and coughed continuously.

"Uncle Yan, what's going on?"

Huo Hongxing's eyes were sharp, and his expression changed greatly when he saw that the handkerchief was dyed red.

Yan Yiqi held on to the veil, his face became paler and paler, and he smiled softly: "It's okay, it's an old problem."

Mrs. Huo also saw that the handkerchief on his hand was bloody, his face darkened, and his tone became solemn: "What's the matter, sick?"

When they reach their age, various diseases of the body come, and they can't stop it.

"I have a few days to live."

Yan Yiqi's expression was light and cloudy, and his tone and demeanor seemed to be nothing more than chatting.

"Don't talk nonsense!" Mrs. Huo was anxious.

Huo Yao and Huo Anqi's brothers looked at each other with a serious little face, because no one in Yan Yiqi paid too much attention to them.

Yan Yiqi wiped his lips with a handkerchief, threw it on the table, and said in a calm voice, "Old Huo, this time I'm going back to China for Xirong, he's been in a coma for almost three months.

The Yan family hired a doctor, the North England Church, and even a wizard, but they couldn't tell what was wrong with him. "

Mrs. Huo understood at a moment: "Do you want to invite Lingxuzi?"

The relationship between the two families is good. Lingxuzi is the master of Lingshan Sect, but he has never dealt with powerful people. For so many years, apart from getting close to the Huo family, he is almost a hidden world.

The Yan family knew Lingxuzi and his strength.

Yan Yiqi glanced at him with a deep meaning: "I heard that a metaphysician was born in the capital, and it is the little wife of the third master of the Huo family."