Chapter 1018: Distressed

An Feng has seen narcissistic people before, but she has never seen such narcissistic ones.

How did he know that she was still interested in him?

Because he has been single for so many years, why didn't she find him so narcissistic and annoying before?

An Feng frowned and pushed him away forcefully.

Just about to say something, suddenly the door of the bride's dressing room was opened, "Aunt Feng."

Hearing Tang Ci calling her, An Feng turned her head and responded, then looked at Zhou Li with warning eyes, "Mr. Zhou, please respect yourself!"

An Feng walked towards the dressing room.

After walking a few steps, she felt Youdao's sharp eyes that could not be ignored fell on her.

She turned her head and saw no one else except Zhou Li who had been staring at her.

Tang Ci was still waiting for her in the dressing room, but An Feng walked in quickly without having time to think.

Tang Ci changed into an elegant and white wedding dress, with a hollowed out back, revealing a beautiful ridge line, a slender waist, and a beautiful butterfly bone that looks sexy and beautiful. The crown made her extremely beautiful.

Tang Ci is a mixed race, with 360 degrees without dead ends, exquisite facial features, and a pair of beautiful cat eyes, which are curved when he smiles.

An Feng opened the gift box, and inside was a set of valuable jewelry.

An Feng put it on for Tang Ci.

Tang Ci looked at An Feng with wet eyes, "Aunt Feng, I got married, and my father asked the Mo family for one billion yuan, but he didn't give me anything. But Aunt Feng, we haven't seen each other for so many years, but you gave me Such an expensive gift..."

An Feng wiped away the tears that slipped from the corners of Tang Ci's eyes, "Your mother and I grew up together, just like sisters, don't be polite to Aunt Feng."

Tang Ci hugged An Feng and leaned her chin on her shoulder, "Thank you, Aunt Feng, and sister Zhi Zhi."

At this time, the door of the dressing room was suddenly pushed open.

A man in a wheelchair was pushed in.

The person in the wheelchair was wearing a white suit, and his exposed hands were burned into deformities and covered with scars. The originally handsome and extraordinary face was completely changed. Only a pair of still sharp eyes looked at Tang Ci coldly.

He is Tang Ci's upcoming marriage partner, Mo Shi, the second son of the Mo family.

The man who pushed him... was the eldest son of the Mo family, and also the head of the Mo family, Mo Ji.

Tang Ci's gaze shifted from Mo Shi's face to Mo Ji's body.

He is tall, at least 188, with a straight and slender figure, wearing a black suit, strict and stern. A pair of rimless glasses are placed under the bridge of the tall nose, which looks refined and abstinent, but also reveals a cold indifference.

Although he looks refined and refined, if you treat him as a powerless scholar, you will definitely pay a heavy price. According to Tang Ci's understanding, the eldest son and the second son of the Mohist family were not born in the main house, and the two brothers had no status when they entered the Mohist family. Brother, I heard that the methods are extremely cruel and cold-blooded.

Now in Mexico, no one dares to offend Mr. Mo.

As long as you hear the word Mo Ji, you will be terrified.

Mo Ji is extremely cold-blooded towards everyone, except his younger brother.

"Brother, let this woman go, I don't want to marry her!" Mo Shi's vocal cords were burned by the fire, and he could not speak clearly, but Mo Ji could hear what he said.

Tang Ci understood a rolling word, coupled with Mo Shi's distorted and hideous expression, she could tell that the Second Young Master didn't want to marry her.

An Feng had heard about the burn of Second Young Master Mo, but he didn't expect it to be this serious. She felt sorry for Tang Ci and gently held her hand.

After Tang Ci smiled at An Feng, she looked at Mo Shi with a distorted expression, "Your brother bought me from the Tang family for a billion yuan. I heard that he never did business at a loss. Are you sure you want to let me go?" ?”

Mo Shi looked at the smiling woman who was about to marry him, picked up an ashtray nearby, and threw it at Tang Ci.

Tang Ci didn't dodge, the ashtray hit her forehead, and a trace of bright red flowed out.

Seeing this, An Feng's face suddenly changed, "Second Master Mo, how can you hit a woman?" An Feng wanted to pull Tang Ci away, but Tang Ci smiled and shook her head, "Aunt Feng, I'm fine, don't Worry."

Mo Ji, who had been silent all this time, glanced at Tang Ci, clapped his hands, and the door of the dressing room was immediately pushed open by two bodyguards, "Take the second young master out, I want to have a few words with Miss Tang alone."

Tang Ci nodded to An Feng, "Aunt Feng, you should go to church first!"

An Feng knew that this was a matter between the Tang family and the Mo family, even if she felt sorry for Tang Ci, she could not interfere.

After sighing slightly, An Feng left.

In the dressing room, after only Tang Ci and Mo Ji were left, Mo Ji sat on the sofa, his slender legs gracefully crossed, he lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

Tang Ci held up her skirt and sat beside him.

The smoke spread from the man's thin lips and nose. He raised his head and glanced at Tang Ci. The phoenix eyes under the lens were cold and pretentious, "Sit far away."

Tang Ci was unmoved. She was very close to him, and the meticulously ironed trousers were pressed a little by her, and her strong and strong thighs were stretched out. The thighs under the fabric looked very hard, they were all muscles, and they were very well-proportioned.

He looked thin, but his figure under the clothes was better than that of the model.

Facing the man's cold-blooded and dark aura, Tang Ci was not afraid. Her eyebrows and eyes were bent down, and her cat eyes looked bright and playful, "Marry the woman who has confessed to you to my younger brother, Uncle Mo, there is only one in the world... You are so cold-hearted!" Tang Ci said, poking Mo Ji's chest with his slender and fair fingers.

In the next second, his fingers were held by him. A sharp pain hit.

Tang Ci sucked in the cold air and pulled out the finger that was about to be broken by him. The smile on her face remained undiminished, and she lowered the hand, seemingly unintentionally or intentionally. The fingertips touched the position of his trouser chain vaguely.

When he glanced over with cold eyes, she smiled and withdrew her hand, "I'm about to be crippled by you, I accidentally touched it."

Mo Ji stared at her, with a stern expression on his bespectacled gentle face, "Next time, you won't just be in pain, I will cripple your hand!"

Tang Ci saw the cold temperature reflected in his phoenix eyes under the lens, and was extremely indifferent.

Like a sharp and ruthless ice blade.

The smile on the corners of Tang Ci's lips deepened, and her small face moved a little closer to Mo Ji, "Okay, I'll tell Mo Shi after losing one hand, his brother wants to moleste me, and if I don't agree, he will twist it off." my hand."

"Oh." Mo Ji chuckled, "I have a fiancée, and you are less than a third of her, so what reason should I have to molest you?"

Before Tang Ci could say anything, the door of the dressing room was pushed open from the outside.

"Brother Ji."