I Wish Mo All the Best

　　Cold drink shop across from People’s Square, a woman with a hat by the window adjusted the brim down, and confirmed that no one would recognize herself.

　　 Seeing the slender and quiet coming to this side, the woman with a hat sat upright.

　　This woman is Mu Feifei.

　　 Mu Feifei was only three years old when he eloped with a man. Sixteen years later, the filthy little broken boy came out with perfect facial features.

　　 The savvy facial features are eight points similar to their mothers, and there are two more points of dominance that her mother does not have. Her brows are a little bit cold, walking in the crowd is very dazzling.

　　 Mu Feifei noticed that several passers-by had turned back to look at the silence, but silence had no time to pay attention to the vision delivered by these passers-by, and strode toward this side.

　　 This child... Mu Feifei narrowed her eyes, and she felt the silence seemed to be different.

　　 Yes, the pace is different.

　　 The pace of silence is faster and more stable than that of the two months. It seems that there is something different, and what Mufifi can't tell.

The last time I saw this child was two months ago, when the silent walk was a little slow, and he was a little hesitant. The girl in the rebellious period thought she had the ability to fight the world. She was thorny but full of innocence. In the eyes of professional fortune tellers, the silent is the lamb to be slaughtered.

　　 There is another very important reason why Mu Feifei doesn't like Qianmo. Qianmo's character is too similar to her father, and her body with a barbed character is too strong to speak well.

　　 At first she couldn't stand Chen's roar and left with other men. Who knows that Chen Baichuan's guy is so well mixed now...

　　Qian Mo had already pushed the door in, and Mu Feifei immediately narrowed his eyes, replaced his mother's eyes, and waved to Qian Mo.

　　 "Silent!"

　　 came quietly, Mu Feifei stood up and wanted to hold the silent hand, but found that the silent one put his hands in his pocket, and could only withdraw his hand, and sat down.

　　 "Something?" Qian asked quietly.

　　 For Mu Feifei, the last time she met with Qian Mo was only two months ago, but for Qian Mo, there was a lifetime in between, a life.

Mu Feifei approached himself and claimed to compensate her in the image of a mother. After gaining her trust, she encouraged Chen to work against Chen Baichuan. Finally, she used her trust in her to defeat the company, and she could not come up with that. Money has to go to jail.

　　Chen Baichuan couldn't see her daughter in jail and put her company's money in to save the silence. As a result, Lin Xiang, a scum man who had been waiting for the opportunity, lurked into the loophole.

　　Chen Baichuan was worried that her daughter was robbed by Lin Xiang again. She was rushed and fell ill, and the silent money was taken away by Mu Feifei. She could only raise money around, and finally watched her father die in the hospital.

　　 In the past life, he quietly cut Lin Xiang's scum man's arm, but compared to Mu Feifei's physiological mother, Lin Xiang can only rank second to the enemy.

　　 "How do you look at mom like this... Mom ordered you a cup of hot chocolate you love."

　　Muffie pushed the cup in front of her, and took the opportunity to observe the silence. She was a fortune teller in her job, dealing with people all the year round, who is what character and who is thinking about it, you can know at a glance.

　　 It used to be clear at a glance before, now Mu Feifei is a little flustered.

　　 The silent face turned out to have no waves, and no emotions could be seen. The child had just experienced marital changes, and there should be no such reaction...

　　 "Ice water, thank you." Qian Mo pushed the hot chocolate away and ordered another one with the waiter.

　　 "Don't you like to drink this most?"

　　 glanced indifferently, "It used to be, now it's changed."

　　 She likes sweet pastries and high-calorie meats. Her special physique does not make her fat.

　　Hot chocolate is her previous favorite, but her taste has improved since she met the major muscle.

　　 The man didn't know where to cook, he was proficient in Chinese and Western food making, he also made bartenders and made drinks, and even coffee was amazing.

The hot chocolate he made is no match for this inferior brew. Not only is it mellow, but also a delicate pull flower on it. Just one drink of hot chocolate can make more than 20 kinds of patterns to warm the stomach. Warm heart again, never repeat samples for more than thirty days a month.

　　 Having eaten a big meal and seeing the world, then look at these inferior gadgets, and would rather drink ice water.

　　 The change in the silence made Mu Feifei feel a bit confused. She originally wanted to use fortune telling as a breakthrough, coaxing Qian Mo to continue to marry Lin Xiang, this is the first step of Mu Feifei's plan.

　　 "Speak, what are you looking for, I am very busy." Qian Mo looked at the table below, which means hurry.

　　 Mu Feifei took out a pair of turtle shells and a few bronze coins from his bag.

　　 "I was a gossip yesterday. When you recently got married, your mother was very worried that you would come and see."

　　 squinted silently, turtle shell hexagram, this is the guy that Mu Feifei eats.

Mu Feifei is the legendary goddess. At first, she suddenly appeared in front of her own eyes. This is the set, which is both hexagram and empathetic, and talked about a lot of the silent status quo, so Qianmu believed her. .

The magic of counting is that you can say something every time~www.NovelMTL.com~ The more you think about it, the more it is, so she still believes in her for a while, and finally she is finally full of money by this woman's calculation. All losses.

　　 Mu Feifei holding the turtle shell, ready to start anytime, quietly raised her hand, stopped her.

　　 "Wait a moment."

　　 "What's the matter?" Mu Feifei's opening remarks were interrupted several times. Although he still smiled, he quietly noticed that when Mu Feifei smiled, there were no crow's feet in the corners of his eyes.

　　 She is smirking in order to please herself deliberately.

　　 quietly concluded that if she walked at Mufifi's rhythm and let Mufifi divination herself, she would lose her chance and be led by her nose.

　　Qian Mo learned from the domestic no.1 criminal psychologist Chen Meng. All of his skills were learned from the master. After so many years of experience, she was not in vain and could not smash the sign of her teacher. She decided to start first and not give Mu Feifei a chance.

　　 "I have also learned a bit of divination recently, why not let me give you a gossip first."

　　 said quietly that he took out a small box from the bag without removing the plastic packaging.

　　 This is the tarot card she bought from a stationery store on the road where she came.

　　 At first glance, it was printing very poor quality pirated copies, which were sold to junior high school students to fool people.

　　 "You...?" Mu Feifei didn't know what she meant.

　　 "Yes, me. Would you like me to give you a gossip and see if I inherit your talent for divination."

　　 looked at her eyes silently, and also gave Mu Feifei a smile that couldn't smile. If fate can choose, she really doesn't want a bit of the gene of this woman.

　　 There are many layers of intentional smiles. For example, Mu Feifei smirked at Qian Mo, and the intention was to calculate her, and to lay out the words to be said later, while only one intention was smirked at Qian Mo.

　　 Cover up her next counter-attack.