Isn’t it Liezi this time? If it weren’t for Ye Fan, the Sikong family would have had many years of development if they wanted to have their current status.

"How has you and Luo Xueyan developed to this point now?" At this time, Sikong Yanran suddenly changed the topic. Luo Xueyan also involved in today's matter. Since that night, Luo Xueyan has no courage to contact her, so she wanted to ask about the progress of the two.

"We are just classmates." Ye Fan said indifferently.

"You little brat, if you take the girl's body, why are you still a classmate? Actually, Luo Yatou is pretty good. It's good to make Sister Yanran like a girl. Luo Yatou is one. Just be content with you, boy." Sikong Yanran cursed with a smile.

"Hey, if you introduce Tang Yan to me, I will be content..." Ye Fan couldn't help but mutter in a low voice.

Hearing Ye Fan mention it here, Sikong Yanran raised her foot again, then put it on Ye Fan's body, and smiled and said, "Look, do you dare to mention this matter in the future."

Ye Fan felt so aggrieved. He jumped up from the ground and picked up Sikong Yanran from the chair...

"Wow, what are you going to do, let me go quickly." Sikong Yanran struggled in Ye Fan's arms, feeling Ye Fan's strong xiong and masculine manly aura. She thumped Ye Fan's body with a small pink fist, and then said angrily: "You little brat, what are you going to do?"

"Hehe, I've eaten and drunk enough. What do you think I'm going to do..." Ye Fan massaged Sister Yanran's slim waist and said with a wicked smile.

Sikong Yanran blushed and shyly buried her head deep in Ye Fan's arms, allowing him to carry it to the second floor...

Just as they walked up the second floor, seven BMW cars were quietly driving in from a resort in the suburbs of Linhai City, lined up. Then, four people walked down from each car.

Under the lights of the resort, more than 20 people looked at each other, and then, without saying a word, walked towards the small lake beside the resort.

Two yachts were parked by the small lake. Seeing someone coming, the staff on the yacht came immediately and prepared and asked more than 20 people to board the boat. After everyone came up, the yacht slowly disappeared on the lake.

This resort has been around for more than ten years. Although the business has been bleak, it has been open for many years. Moreover, its geographical environment is particularly elegant, surrounded by mountains, and behind the main building of the resort, there is a small lake that is beyond your reach.

The mountains formed a small island in the middle of the lake, and the resort also developed the island, and built various clubs and resort hotels on it. However, few people can enter the island. It is said that no more than thirty people can stay in the island hotel in Linhai City.

Soon, the two yachts stopped on the island. The group walked down from the yacht one by one.

On the island, there was a man in his fifties, wearing Zhongshan suit and a little fat, waiting for them. Seeing the group of people walking off the yacht, the man walked forward two steps, folded his hands together, and said softly: "Welcome to everyone."

Seeing the middle-aged man, the more than 20 people immediately took a few quick steps and said respectfully: "Hello, Mr. Mo."

"Let's go, I've prepared delicious food for you inside." Old Mo swept across the faces of more than 20 people, then smiled slightly, and made an invitation.

"Old Mr. Mo." Everyone did not dare to leave first, and at the same time, they respectfully asked Old Mr. Mo to go first.

Mr. Mo was no longer polite and walked straight inside. Seeing Mr. Mo moving, the others followed him into it.

Although the decoration outside is quite simple, once you walk into the hall, you will find that there is a unique world inside. It can only be said that the owner here is particularly stylish. The whole hall is decorated like a quaint wooden house, but it reveals a pure and elegant style. While not the style, it returns to nature. The whole decoration is very close to nature, and a fresh smell comes to the nose.

There are several calligraphy and paintings hanging around the hall. Some of them are also familiar with the art. When they see these calligraphy and paintings, they seem to be stunned and admire them quietly and proactively. On the wall on the right is the entire collection wall, which suddenly renders the style of the entire hall.

Seeing everyone standing on the collection wall and visiting the collection, Mo Lao didn't say anything, but just stood in front with a smile on his face, accompanying everyone to visit.

"Old Mo, if I see it correctly, this is the original work left by Mi Fu, right?" Looking at a painting and calligraphy hanging on the wall on the right, a middle-aged man in his forties emitted a hot light in his eyes. After standing in front of the calligraphy and painting for a long time, he respectfully asked Old Mo who was standing aside.

Old Mo nodded with a smile, but said nothing.

The man saw Old Mo nodding, and the hot light in his eyes became even more intense, and he stood in front of him obsessedly watching...

It took about twenty minutes. Mr. Mo glanced at the time and then bowed his hand and said in a loud voice: "Everyone, this is just a part of the collection. When we finish the meeting, I will take you some really good things."

"Okay." Everyone cheered at the same time.

"It is said that Mr. Mo has been collecting his entire life. Today's viewing has indeed opened my eyes. We are a little impatient to see the treasures that Mr. Mo has collected." At this time, a person standing nearest Mr. Mo said.

"That's right, it's said that Mr. Mo has collected a lot of good things that flowed out of the palace, which will definitely open our eyes later." Someone in the middle also echoed.

"When the meeting is over, please give it a look." Old Mo couldn't help but show a look of pride. He has been collecting all his life, and his favorite thing to hear is everyone's praise for his collection.

"Okay, have a meeting first." As soon as the meeting was held, everyone immediately calmed down, their faces were serious, and they returned to their previous expressions.

Mr. Mo stopped talking and umbrella on a wooden carving on the wall, and then the partition wall in the middle slowly separated. Only then did everyone realize that there was something else in the block in the center of the hall.

At this moment, more than a dozen men in hardcover walked out of the block, each with a cold expression. Judging from their strong bodies, their blade-like faces, and the powerful aura they emitted, you know that these dozen people must have received extremely rigorous training.

"Everyone, I believe you all know the importance of this meeting. So I said that the ugly thing is ahead. If anyone leaks any information, I, Mo Zihan, will kill him all my life." Seeing more than a dozen people walking out and standing side by side, Old Mo's face turned solemn and said in a deep voice.
Chapter completed!