If he knew who did this thing, he would have to tear that person apart.

To cut off his wealth is to have an unshakable hatred with him.

"You talk first, I'm leaving now!"

Leng Juo suddenly remembered that Qiao Yimo was still in the audience.

When this incident happened today, all the people in the audience were like lunatics, and maybe the little girl was trampled on or injured.

Thinking of this, he didn't care about Lord Mo anymore.

After all, five billion is not a big sum of money for Mo Jun.

The reason for his discomfort was probably because the goddess Liang Yin in his heart was shattered.

Leng Jiang quickly called Qiao Yimo, and the phone was quickly connected.

The man's low voice was a little worried: "Where are you? I'll pick you up."

I saw Qiao Yimo on the phone with an indifferent tone, "I have nothing to do, I have already come out!"

He still didn't worry: "Then you are waiting for me at the door, I will pass now!"

"No, no, it doesn't seem very convenient for me to be with my friends!"

"Wait for me at the exit!" The man's voice was indifferent and strong, vaguely revealing a bit of dissatisfaction.

Qiao Yimo blinked and said seriously: "You have no right to ask me!"

Hearing that, the cold and tired eyes darkened a bit, "I know your character, but I just want to confirm whether you are safe."

When the words fell, he hung up the phone.

Leng tired and evil glanced at the few people behind him, and said lightly: "You go back first!"

Several people respectfully responded, and then drove around and left.

Qiao Yimo looked at the phone blankly. This is the first time Leng Tiong hangs up her phone...

This kind of toughness is a good tone for you, and there is absolutely no way to refuse.

"Come here." A low voice came from Qiao Yimo's left.

Qiao Yimo was kicking the audience on the ground and threw away the aid of "Liang Yin Great God", suddenly raised his eyes to the man on the left who was as tall as a black arbor.

She walked over lazily.

"What about my friend?" The man gently stroked her slippery cheek with his fingers, and said habitually, "You are so cold."

Qiao Yimo: "..."

She hesitated, and randomly found a reason, "They are all gone, if they see you, they won't play friends with me anymore."

Leng Tired's expression was very calm and his tone was inexplicably hoarse: "In that case, please have a supper to apologize."

Qiao Yimo's mouth twitched.

She just wanted to go back quickly and investigate what happened tonight.

Leng Juo noticed her subtle expression and frowned slightly, "Don't want to eat? Then I'll send you back."

Qiao Yimo was silent for a while, and hummed slightly.

In the car.

Qiao Yimo narrowed his eyes, presumably the directors should start looking for her.

If nothing else, it is estimated that there will be overwhelming black drafts tonight.

"Ho!" Qiao Yimo couldn't help but chuckle.

She glanced at the girl while driving coldly, the emotions in her eyes were indifferent.

At this time, the phone in Qiao Yimo's hand rang, and she opened her phoenix eyes to see that it was connected.

"Master, you have nothing to do! What's the matter with that video?" Ruoxi on the other end was a little anxious.

I don’t know which crap who deliberately released the video on this occasion will not only destroy the reputation of the great god Liang Yin, but also compensate a large amount of liquidated damages.

Qiao Yimo listened, tilted his head slightly, put the phone on the other ear, and said in a low voice: "Nothing, I'll talk more about it when the time comes."

The dark eyes of the man sitting in the cab were dark, and he didn't react to Qiao Yimo's conversation.

After hanging up the phone, Leng Juo's voice was a little bit of doubt and inquiry, "You know the man named Ji Wen, then do you know the "Liang Yin Great God"?"

Qiao Yimo didn't think that Leng Tiong would ask like that. She looked at the man sitting next to him and said, "Don't pay attention! What's the matter?"

"Mo Jun invested in tonight's performance, I will ask for him." The man's eyes were dark.

"How many?"

"five billion!"

five billion?

The corner of Qiao Yimo's mouth twitched, making him stupid and rich. JrNovels.com