Chapter 952

The steady and vigorous pace sounded outside the box, and the slender and strong body appeared at the door of the box. Far away, the ink has poured into the box with a deep momentum. Before seeing his whole person, he can feel the momentum of awe and oppression.

The handsome face of the God appeared in front of everyone. His Phoenix eyes were deep and boundless, indifferent as the coldest ice. The whole box seemed to enter the cold winter because of the deep ink.

There was a sound of breathing in the box. Su Anxin covered his mouth and stared. This is... This is master Mo?

Didn't you say that master Mo is a bad old man? Aren't you supposed to look so ugly? Why are you so young and beautiful?

Su Anxin seemed to hear her heart beating irregularly. She quickly restrained her absent-minded expression and her eyes fell on Lu Jingyi. No matter how she liked Lu Jingyi best, marrying Lu Jingyi was her greatest wish. She would not be happy even if it was master Mo, who had more power.

Mr. Mo's appearance is really amazing. She always thought he was a very old man. Others said she scoffed at him when he was young. Unexpectedly, at first sight today, she found that this man's appearance is amazing and his momentum is more powerful. No wonder he calls the wind and rain in the capital.

Sang Qiu stepped forward from his position, "Mr. Mo, it's a coincidence to meet you here!"

Mo took a deep and faint look at sang Qiu and didn't answer sang Qiu's words.

His Phoenix eyes fell on Lu Jingyi, crossed Lu Jingyi and fell on Qin Tianyue. Seeing that Qin Tianyue was close to Lu Jingyi, his momentum became more and more frightening,

Lu Jingyi got up from his position. He thought Mo was looking at himself deeply. He stood up and looked at Mo deeply. "It's a coincidence, Mr. Mo!"

How can Mo Yishen come to the box because of Sang Qiu? Lu Jingyi has some doubts? With ink and deep character, sang Qiu has no intersection with him. Why does he have to talk to Sang Qiu?

Ink looked at Lu Jingyi with deep indifference, and the corners of his lips were cold and thin, "Lu Jingyi?!"

Just three faint words cooled Lu Jingyi's back. His eyes deepened. He had never heard Mo Yishen take the initiative to call his name. Today, he suddenly heard that there was always an ominous premonition, but he couldn't tell what was unknown.

Mo Yishen stood where he was. Sang Qiu hurriedly asked Mo Yishen to sit down, "Mr. Mo, please sit down!"

Mo Yi took a deep look at sang Qiu. Sang Qiu, who was oppressed by the fierce momentum at the bottom of his eyes, was almost speechless. Su an nervously grabbed his clothes and held his breath. It was really terrible to be stared at by Mo Yi. It was like being stared at by the most terrible ghost. He couldn't breathe at all.

Mo walked in the direction of landing Jingyi. Ignoring sang Qiu's greeting, he crossed Lu Jingyi's position and sat next to Lu Jingyi.

On his right is Qin Tianyue and on his left is Lu Jingyi.

Sang Qiu smiled stiffly and hurriedly sat in his position.

As soon as Mo Yishen sat down, he began to be silent. He didn't speak, and no one present dared to speak.

Except Qin Tianyue!

No one noticed the deep appearance of ink. Qin Tianyue's expression was complex and his lips were slightly drawn.

She didn't think that Mo Yishen knew she was here. As for what Mo Yan said that Mo Yishen wanted to say to Sang Qiu, it must be nonsense. This man definitely came to find himself.

He was right next to him. The smell of him made Qin Tianyue feel that the whole air seemed fresh.