Chapter 116: 0116 The one that Brother Fu takes a liking to, do you think they would be an ordinary person?
Mo Shangjie, just added back to the group, felt instantly stung.
[Mo Shangjie: Damn, why Brother Fu, why was I kicked out of the group while Feng Xiaosan got a red envelope? Aren’t you being a bit too biased? Am I still your closest brother or not?]
Everyone collectively ignored him.
[Li Xu: Brother Fu, do you have some misunderstanding about your own looks? Do you still need to be coaxed? A single smile can take care of everything.]
[Mo Shangjie: Why don’t you just give money instead? You’re not short on cash anyway, just keep splurging until sis-in-law is happy.]
Fu Qiyuan, who was speeding all the way, chose to remain silent on this question.
His future girlfriend seemed not to be short on cash either.
[Mu Linhao: Brother Fu, don’t listen to them. Girls are all about the details, they really care about those little things, being with sis-in-law is more useful than any gift.]
Among the brothers, at least there was one reliable guy.
Fu Qiyuan put away his phone and stopped commenting.
But this was quite a letdown for the others who were all excited.
Mo Shangjie with a troubled face: “I really worry about her future days, not knowing which deity has captured our leader, this demon.”
Li Xu silently took a drag of his cigarette.
“How do you know it’s a deity? What if it’s another demon?”
Mo Shangjie held his head and howled in despair.
“You’re kidding, right? One leader is already too much, and now another demon has appeared out of thin air?”
Fu Hanxuan seconded the notion.
“The one selected by Brother Fu, do you think she would be an average person?”
Mo Shangjie silently curled his lip.
It was indeed impossible.
He slumped on the couch, letting out a loud, heavenward wail.
“The eternal bachelor has finally settled down; I didn’t expect that among us brothers, it’d be our leader who got a girlfriend first.”
Mo Shangjie paused for a moment, his face carrying an irreverent look as he turned to the man in the corner.
Wen Jichen’s tall and upright figure leaned back in the couch, a cigarette held in his hand, his posture relaxed and casual, refined and indifferent.
Mo Shangjie rolled his eyes without any grace.
A wolf in sheep’s clothing pretending to be a gentleman of great modesty?
Loosely exhaling a puff of smoke, a peculiarly meaningful playfulness appeared in his eyes.
“Jichen, I heard that your White Moonlight has returned?”
Wen Jichen glanced at Mo Shangjie out of the corner of his eye without saying a word.
“How many times is this now? She runs and you chase; don’t you get tired? Where is it this time? Still in Country R?”
Wen Jichen’s dark eyes narrowed slightly, a fleeting expression passing through them.
Mo Shangjie stared at him intensely, the man puffing smoke, the picture of nonchalance.
The phone lying on the couch suddenly rang.
He picked it up, and the bright light from the phone immediately illuminated his face.
What kind of face was it?
The features were handsome and cold, their lines as refined and deep as a knife’s carving, with a prominent nose bridge, thick inked eyebrows, just like his dark and cool eyes, all revealing insensitivity and heartlessness in his countenance.
He carried an air of languor, an air of nobility.
At one glance, it was apparent that indifferences had seeped into his very bones.
Wen Jichen’s profound eyes gently swept over the phone, his facial expressions remained cold and indifferent, but his sexy thin lips seemed to carry an almost imperceptible curve.
His finger slid over the answer button.
What was thought to be a cool, lazy voice, had a touch of gentle softness in it.
“Mm, don’t wait for me, go ahead and rest first.”
Mo Shangjie’s eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.
Was this gentle and considerate man really the Wen Jichen he knew?
Only his long-cherished White Moonlight could tame him.