Mo Yifan couldn’t wait to pick up the chicken wings and bite it. A wisp of red oil ran down her sexy lips to the snow-white bar, and Mo Yifan’s belly rang unwillingly.

Ying Xue saw that Fu Diejun had robbed Mo Yifan of food taken late at night. At this time, when Mo Yifan’s belly sounded, he bit his lip and said, I’m not hungry. You can eat this one.
Mo Yifan, though hungry, was more or less full of Fu Diejun’s barbarism, but he didn’t want two girls to rob him, so he gave a busy hand and said forget it. I didn’t know Miss Fu was coming here, and it was not far from the big row. I’ll buy some more delicious food and we’ll have a good meal.
Fu Diejun pursed her mouth and said, Why bother? I see that there seems to be a lot of ingredients in the kitchen that we have already cooked, right, Xue?
Ying Xue hesitated to say yes, but it was so late for us.
What are you afraid of being late?
Fu Diejun dumped her head and said, Come on, I brought two bottles of red wine specially when I came here today, just to get drunk. Well, I finally got out of the misery of the entertainment circle. Don’t you want me to celebrate? She said, smiling and unconsciously gathered up her eyes, and now there was a look of desolation.
Ok, then let’s get drunk.
Mo Yifan didn’t seem to be in a good mood when he saw Fu Diejun, so he didn’t spoil her interest. He quickly agreed that it’s not far from the light now, so let’s drink until dawn together. Well, it’s necessary. I can’t cook, but it’s too hard for Ying Xue to do something alone. Otherwise, I’ll call for takeout. I know this, and some restaurants are willing to deliver takeout.
No, this is not for me.
Fu Diejun pointed at his nose angrily and said, Miss Fu can’t cook?
You, you really know Mo Yifan. I really don’t believe in this matter. You know, Fu Diejun is a world-class star, but his reputation was so popular in Asia before, so it is hard for him to imagine what a world-class star will look like when he is busy in the kitchen with an apron.
Have you forgotten that I am also a poor child?
Fu Diejun sighed slightly and said that I often asked the kitchen to help me cook when I was seven years old. Although I haven’t done it in the last two years, I’m not a big lady who can’t do anything.
Mo Yifan heard this and remembered that Fu Diejun’s family was not very good, and now she managed to get to the top of the entertainment circle, but the red carpet has just succeeded, and now she has to bid farewell to the past glory.
Mo Yifan knew that although Fu Diejun was really not used to entertainment life, it was definitely a big blow to let her go back to the former situation where she had to eat three meals a day and run around.
Two beautiful women have got into the kitchen and gone to work. From time to time, Xi Xi ha ha sounds come from the inside, but Mo Yifan is sitting alone on the sofa eating some warm fish balls, but suddenly she thinks of Ning Fei.
Mo Yifan’s family is also poor, which may be much worse than Fu Diejun’s family, but Mo Yifan still can’t even cook at home, except boiling water, and probably can cook instant noodles.
However, it’s all because one of his good sisters ran away from her stepmother and her father was in a car accident. After that, Ning Fei took on the burden of life for her brother and sister on her fragile shoulders. Without her sister, Mo Yifan can’t imagine what virtue she would live now.
Sister theory must live well
This is almost Mo Yifan has determined the highest goal in life since he knew Ningfei’s illness, and he hasn’t forgotten it then.
And this matter now seems to have a little bit to make.
When he was renting a car, he finally broke through the limit and successfully scanned a page. Now he recalls that those pages are still dripping.
Of course, this scanning function is not of great practical value in quality. After all, although the brain can scan the data at any time, it can also be done by ordinary brain scanners. The difference is that these files eventually enter the brain or enter the brain.
However, the brain’s dynamic analysis and calculation ability based on known data is too powerful. The doomsday virus has been studied by many experts for many days, and it is of little value. However, his brain cracked the virus secret and got the optimal vaccine formula through the calculation of these data in just a few tens of seconds, which greatly increased Mo Yifan’s confidence.
I wonder if this kind of power will be equally effective when it is transported to the patient. Mo Yifan is very much looking forward to it.
Half an hour later, a table of rich dining tables was placed on the table. Mo Yifan brought Fu Diejun red wine and opened it. Three people each filled a glass.
Picked up the goblet in his hand, and Fu Diejun brushed his tears.
Mo Yifan was busy persuading Miss Fu to let bygones be bygones. It’s not a bad thing to lose your current position. Isn’t it still good to have a good life before you lose your name? What’s the big deal now?
Fu Diejun shook his head gently and said it wasn’t me. My mother died.
Chapter two hundred and thirty Human lie detector
When Fu Diejun said that her mother had died, Mo Yifan suddenly spent a stay, while Ying Xue held the glass in his hand and it fell to the ground and broke into pieces.
Mo Yifan quickly asked when it happened and how your mother did it.
Fu Diejun sobbed a paper towel and gently wiped away the tears on his face, saying that it was yesterday that I came to pick up my mother to meet Ah Xue, but alas, my mother died in a car accident. This time I just want you to accompany me to have a look, because I think my mother’s death seems to be something strange. Can Brother Fan?
Seeing Fu Diejun’s expectant eyes, Mo Yifan hesitated a little. After all, there are many things around him now, which were hard to come by when he was a child. But it was almost because he retired from the entertainment circle that Mo Yifan felt a little guilty about him. Now that Fu Diejun’s family has made such a big deal, his first thought is to let himself help. If he refuses, he is afraid that Fu Diejun will be heartbroken. He nodded and said, OK, I will accompany you to see it.
At this time, Ying Xue finally came back to Jing Lai and took Fu Diejun’s hand with tears in her eyes and said, Sister, is this true? What did Coco tell me?
Ying Xue Fu Diejun is special and sensitive, because two people are so alike that they have already unconsciously regarded each other as their own relatives, but they haven’t got the exact certificate and the only person who can prove it seems to be Fu Diejun’s mother, but now that Fu Diejun’s mother is dead, Ying Xue’s life experience may become a mystery.
And Ying Xue has long regarded Fu Diejun’s mother as his own mother. At this time, at first glance, he heard the news of Fu Diejun’s mother’s death and where can he be calm?
Although I have never met Fu Diejun’s mother, Ying Xue has a very complicated feeling for this woman who has never met. If the woman is really her mother, Ying Xue can’t tell whether she should love her or hate her.
After contact, Yingxue now knows that Fu Diejun’s family is not very good. When Fu Diejun was a child, his family was extremely poor. Fu Diejun’s father was paralyzed and could not do any work. Yingxue was really a sister of Fu Diejun, so Fu Diejun’s mother would probably have to abandon a child because of her family’s sales. Compared with healthy Fu Diejun, Yingxue would definitely be the abandoned object.
Ying Xue is both eager to meet Fu Diejun’s mother and afraid to meet this woman who is likely to be related to her. However, when she heard of the woman’s death, she was immediately surrounded by a deep sorrow, as if her closest relative had passed away.
Fu Diejun sighed lightly, and I’m going to tell you about it later. After all, my mother is the only person who may know your life after my father died, and then she suddenly I’m worried that you won’t be able to stand this blow. Alas, I still can’t resist it after all.