Fake daughter, she refuses to admit defeat

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Mo Jiu was sitting in the box eating melon seeds. He looked at the man swinging on the dance floor and shook his head, "What stimulated this man?"

Feng Fan usually loves to play, but he would not run to the dance floor to release his emotions in front of his brothers.

Something is clearly wrong now.

As Mo Jiu was speaking, the atmosphere around him suddenly cooled down.

He fixed his eyes, and a tall and straight figure appeared at the door of the box. The man exuded a cold aura all over his body.

When Mo Jiu saw someone coming, he was so shocked that he even forgot to spit out the skin of the melon seeds, not to mention how funny it was hanging on his lips.

"Big brother, you..."

Why did you stand up and walk in without any scruples?

Mo Jiu swallowed his saliva before remembering the melon seed rind, and hastily spit it out.

The man's thin lips moved slowly, "Where's Feng Fan?"

"Brother Feng is on the dance floor."

Mo Sipei hummed, and slowly unbuttoned his coat with his slender fingers and threw it aside. He sat in the corner of the sofa with his long legs crossed.

It obviously didn't take up much space, but Mo Jiu just felt that the box was too cramped for people to breathe.

It took him a long time to calm down before he boldly approached Mo Sipei, "Brother, aren't you afraid of being seen when you come to the bar like this?"

"Nobody saw it."

Mo Sipei is not a reckless person, if he dares to appear here like this, he has a perfect strategy so that no one will know.

Mo Jiu knew that his elder brother had this ability.

He asked curiously, "Did Brother Feng offend you?"

Otherwise, how could the eldest brother come to the bar like this?

There was a gossip factor in Mo Jiu's eyes, and Mo Sipei glanced at him coolly, making Mo Jiu tremble with fear.

He didn't dare to pluck the hair on the tiger's head anymore, and sat obediently in his seat, praying for Feng Fan to come back soon.

If he doesn't come back, the cold air in the box will never end.

Half an hour later, Feng Fan walked out of the dance floor. His shirt was half buttoned, revealing his sexy and muscular chest. The beads of sweat from dancing added a bit of wildness.

Many women put their hands on Feng Fan's shoulders, their eyes drooling, "Handsome guy, can you give me a chance to meet you?"

Feng Fan planted a kiss on the back of the woman's hand, "Sorry, I'm not a casual person."

Because he is not human at all casually!

Feng Fan shook off the woman's arm and walked away, leaving behind a pair of hurt eyes.

He pushed open the door of the box, "Mo Xiaojiu, bring me a towel."

Mo Jiu didn't say anything.

Feng Fan finally noticed something was wrong, he raised his eyes and saw the man on the sofa who looked like an emperor descending.

Feng Fan understood the man's reason for coming, he snorted, "Second brother doesn't accompany women, what are you doing here?"

Mo Jiu: "..."

He smelled the smell of gunpowder, and the war was about to start!

Mo Sipei lazily raised his eyelids, his sharp gaze pierced his heart, "What did you do tonight?"

Feng Fan shrugged, "I participated in an event tonight, and I was still dancing on the dance floor, what's wrong?"

Mo Sipei looked at the man who knew what to ask, and slowly spit out two cold words from his thin lips.

"Thunder."

"Oh, he wants to talk to me about future cooperation, and I'm still thinking about it."

Mo Sipei's eyes turned cold.

He knew the ins and outs of the matter on the way here.

Lei Ming was interested in rebirth and wanted to buy her at a high price, but Feng Fan's attitude was ambiguous, and he even thought about sending her away.

If he guessed correctly, the call Gong Li made to him suddenly hung up, and it was Feng Fan who took her cell phone.

In an unfamiliar environment, two men stared at her covetously, thinking of Gong Li's helpless state at that time, Mo Sipei's heart ached.

It's no wonder that when the little girl saw her, besides panic, there was panic in her beautiful eyes.

Mo Sipei got up slowly.

Followed by that compelling sense of oppression.

Feng Fan's scalp was a little numb.

Mo Sipei's big hand rested on Feng Fan's shoulder, with such force that he thought the bone in his shoulder was about to be crushed.

Feng Fan gritted his teeth and remained silent.

Mo Sipei's tone was slow but chillingly cold, "Feng Fan, don't be reborn, or the brotherhood between us will come to an end!"

The last cold and threatening words startled Feng Fan, he looked at Mo Sipei in disbelief, "Second brother, are you going to break up with me because of a woman?"

Feng Fan couldn't believe that their friendship for so many years was not worth a woman.

"She is the woman I have spent my whole life with. If you bully her, you are bullying me, understand?"

Mo Jiu was shocked.

Big Brother was really moved.

Feng Fan's hands were tightly clenched into fists, and he gritted his teeth and asked, "You spend your whole life with her, what about Gong Li? Where do you put her?"

Mo Sipei pursed her thin lips tightly.

Feng Fan sneered again and again, "Brother, you say you want to spend your whole life with Rebirth, but in fact you have a hot fight with Gong Li. Is it because I misjudged you, or are you just such a person?"

Feng Fan almost said that Mo Sipei was a scumbag with two feet on his feet.

Mo Jiu stepped forward and tugged Feng Fan, "Brother Feng, stop talking."

Didn't you see that the breath around Mo Sipei's body became colder?

If he continues to provoke, does he not want to live?

Feng Fan shook off Mo Jiu, he just wanted an answer from Mo Sipei.

Mo Sipei said expressionlessly, "You don't need to worry about my affairs."

"But I can't just watch you fall! You can only choose one of them."

Feng Fan's tone of approaching order education made Mo Sipei laugh angrily.

"What if I don't choose?" he asked.

"I don't mind helping my second brother make a choice."

"Feng Fan, is it because I have given you more and more rights, so you are going too far?"

The shoulder hurt more and more, Feng Fan knew that Mo Sipei was angry, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

He refused to admit defeat and said, "Second brother, you lost yourself."

"You need to calm down and calm down. Let someone else act as the president of Xingyao for the time being."

Mo Sipei pushed Feng Fan away, picked up the coat on the sofa, and strode away.

Feng Fan was not reconciled, "Second brother."

When no one expected it, Mo Sipei turned around and punched Feng Fan in the face.