Miss Su's work Beast Pet: Bad Boy, Don't Do This Beast Pet: Bad Boy, Don't Do This Volume 1 Chapter 84 Butterfly Bone ②

  Hu Mengdie went in for an interview, and Mo Yan was pulled by a smiling Mochen, "Zhuangyuan Lang, I said why couldn't find you for several days, it turned out that you were busy catching butterflies."

  Mo Yan leaned against the wall, smiling leisurely, "Eight aunt."

  "What's with that little butterfly?"

  "Friend." Mo Yan remained as calm and carefree as ever, without any intention of being caught off guard.

  Moth cicada scolded, "Hey, it's only been a few days since we last met, and the top scholar has already picked up some of the flirtatious habits of a playboy? If Miss Hu heard you say that she's just a friend, she'd be heartbroken."

  "You're jealous." Mo Yan didn't get annoyed, instead he stared at Mochen and smiled lightly.

  "Shut up!" Mozhen was most annoyed at Mo Yan's nonsense, "I'm just discussing the matter at hand, don't confuse the issue."

  Meng Yan's face turned gloomy, and Mo Yan stood up straight, looking at Meng Yan seriously. "You should be the one getting angry, not me. These days, you've been with Jiang Yuanfang or Xiaoye... I've gone in and out with Hu Mengdie several times, have you ever cared about it even a little bit?"

  "What's wrong with you? Mu Ze stared at him, "Don't say I've been too busy to see it; even if I saw it, why would I care?"

  "Anyway, even if I care, it's just that I want to know what kind of person Hu Mengdie is, so I can report back to Third Uncle later. You guys came to D City, and Third Uncle called me to remind me to take good care of you, so I should at least pay some attention to your girlfriend."

  Mo Yan looked at her silently, "Forget it. If it's just like this, I'd rather not have it."

  "Bad-tempered kid." Mò Zhān couldn't help but scold him, "Mò Xū and Xiǎo Hóng are lovely, you and Mò Xié are one worse than the other!"

  "It's all your fault." Mo Yan's face turned cold again, hugging his arms and pursing his lips, completely ignoring the admiring glances occasionally cast by several models waiting for an interview in the corridor.

  "What's it got to do with me? How dare you two gang up on me..." Mo Ze was about to utter a profanity, but quickly bit her lip.

  Mo Yan naturally understood too, narrowing his black eyes and staring at her, "That's because you still don't know that you yourself are...!"

  "What is it?"

  Mo Yan took a few deep breaths and said, "You still don't know that you yourself are a little rascal."

  Misty cicada let out a breath, raised her hand and formed a gun shape with her fingers, and "shot" Mo Yan to death.

  Mo Yan also cooperated, at the moment his hands covered his heart and mouth, slowly collapsing to the ground. Almost fell to the ground before supporting himself against the wall, the coldness that filled his body all transformed into a warm smile.

  "Nothing to say."

  Hu Mengdie walked out and naturally linked her arm with Mo Yan's, "What are you two siblings playing?"

  Mo Yan turned his head and looked at her, "Is the interview over? Was it smooth?"

  "You're guessing Interstellar Exorcist." Hu Mengdie smiled mischievously.

  Mò zhān gazed at them, feeling that she should probably get up and bid farewell first, so she stood up.

  Mo Yan didn't even raise his eyes, but he seemed to see every move of Mochen clearly. Before Mo Chen had a chance to say goodbye, Mo Yan spoke first, "Guess for me."

  "What?" Meng Xiang was caught off guard.

  He couldn't help but chuckle: "You're a cicada, she's a butterfly, and you two are of the same kind. You don't guess, who guesses?"

  Hu Mengdie blinked her eyes and ran over, "Mozhen, you say."

  Mò zhān gazed intently at Hú Mèng Dié's face and let out a sigh.

  Today, the models who came for an interview, although Mo Ze didn't see each of their performances on the spot, they all took a general look at their facial features. Among these beauties, the one who is likely to be ranked first is probably Lu Yan, and next in line would be Hu Mengdie.

  Xiao Hong said that this special issue will select five models, so Hu Mengdie must be able to get a place. When she came out, the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were all flying high, but she deliberately called Mo Yan to guess, which means that she had already counted in her heart.

  Mò Zhān smiled and said, "The top scholar has come to make an appearance today, what principle can't be passed?"

  Hu Mengdie laughed and leaned half her body on Mo Yan's shoulder, "See, I told you to come with me, it was the right decision."

  Mo Yan looked slightly embarrassed, staring at Hu Mengdie and Shi Mochen.

  He knew she was doing it on purpose.

  On the way home by bus, passing through a newly built residential area.

  A large-scale spray-painted advertisement hangs on the outer wall of the construction site, with each one intentionally imitating the style of Shanghai's monthly calendar advertisements from back in the day.

  I knew this place was expensive, not a residential area that ordinary people would pay attention to, so when I drove by before, I didn't pay much attention to the advertisements. Today, however, I took a closer look.

  Unexpectedly, the heroine in that advertisement is actually Hu Mengdie!

  Misty cicada took a special look at the name of the building: Jing'an Villa.

  Wishing you a peaceful and serene time, with a pillow of comfort.

  Quiet and peaceful?

  The cicada flipped its eyelids, remembering that Shanghai has a Jing'an Temple, and because of the temple's name, there is also a Jing'an District - it seems that this building is indeed in the style of Shanghai.

  Mò zhān got off the car and called Xiaohong, "Isn't Hu Mengdie a newcomer?"

  Xiao Hong smiled and explained, "Auntie, you're also paying attention to our fashion world? She's not a newcomer, she's already a well-known figure in the modeling industry. Her temperament is classic, and any photographer who shoots cheongsam or old-style clothing always chooses her first."

  "Not only in flat advertisements, but also in several period dramas, there are her guest appearances."

  Lean on...

  Mo Yan hung up the phone and cursed in her heart. She thought no wonder Hu Mengdie had been acting strangely when they met twice before, it turned out she was an actress.

  She is also the spokesperson for "Jing'an Villa", and her words and actions are likely to have commercial intentions. She deliberately dresses up in an old-fashioned style, wandering around the world, attracting attention and scaring people. According to the living habits of people in today's era, they must have posted various things about her on the internet - this way, the sensational effect is naturally achieved, and "Jing'an Villa" has a strong Old Shanghai brand that can't be ignored.

  Misty butterfly got a chill, fortunately she didn't follow the trend, otherwise it would be too embarrassing for War God's Concubine.

  Perhaps that's why Hu Mengdie pretended not to know her in front of Mo Yan. Otherwise, if Mo Yan knew she was deliberately pretending to be mysterious for commercial endorsement, she would lose face.

  Thinking so, Mo Xian also felt relieved. Otherwise, it would be strange that Hu Mengdie looked different from the previous two times, appearing younger than the cheongsam girl; and also seemed to have never seen her before.

  Life is like a play, and a play is like life. This has always been the rule of life for actors, so Hu Mengdie's behavior is not unforgivable.

  Mò zhān thought this matter had passed, but unexpectedly, after class that day, Guān guān also mentioned "Jìng ān bié shù" to her.

  "Do you know who the developer of 'Jing'an Villa' is?"

  "Who's there?"

  Guanguan mysteriously winked, "It's Yuan Ying's dad!"

  "Ah?" Mochen absolutely didn't expect this.

  The triangular relationship between Mo Yan, Jiang Yuan and Yuan Ying has been noticed by Guan Guan for a long time, who also reminded Mo Yan to be careful. So whenever there was any news about Yuan Ying, Guan Guan would dig it out from somewhere and tell Mo Yan in time.

  After being surprised for a moment, Mo Ze asked with a smile, "How did you know all this?"

  Guan Guan didn't know why, but her face turned red, "Ah, anyway, I have a divine informant!"

  Meng didn't think much of it, after all, her older brother Guan Que was a detective, and as a police officer, he naturally had access to information, so it wasn't strange that Guan knew about it either.

  Misty cicada shrugged her shoulders, "It's her dad anyway, what does it have to do with me?"

  "Jing'an Villa" is supposed to be the most expensive building, so it can be seen that the Yuan family is very wealthy and extravagant; while from Hu Mengdie's affairs, it can also be seen that Yuan Ying's father is a businessman who is good at hype and socializing - so what if Mo Yan knows about it, she will only make herself more inferior.

  If she were Jiang Yuanfeng herself, she would probably take a few more glances at Yuan Ying.

  The more I think about it, the more depressing it is. Mo Ze simply gave up and changed the subject, "How's your little bird cat lately? Has it found a female cat and lost its virginity?"

  Guan Guan was drinking a beverage when a mouthful of orange juice suddenly sprayed out.

  Although the little rabbit was sent away, the medical dispute between Jiangning Hospital and its patients still lingered in Mo Yan's heart. She knew very well that the little rabbit did not die from a medical accident at Jiangning Hospital, but for other reasons. However, she had no way of speaking out directly, nor could she help Jiang Yuanfeng directly.

  This difficult problem really worried her to death. She had thought of giving up everything and telling all the things she saw about the little rabbit... But later, thinking again, she said that not only would it not help, but she would also be taken away as a mentally ill person.

  Misty hesitated for several days and finally decided to contact Jiang Yuanfang proactively after class.

  As soon as she had a thought, it was as if her heart had a spiritual connection. She looked up to see Jiang Yuanfeng standing at the classroom door with a hint of a smile on his face, looking at her.

  Before the class was over, Teacher and classmates all saw Jiang Yuanfeng. At that moment, the classroom atmosphere became chaotic, with everyone raising their eyebrows and making faces. Even the teacher couldn't help but laugh, "Alright, just hold on for two more minutes before the bell rings. If it weren't for the school's strict class schedule, I would have let you all out of class two minutes early."

  The teacher also recognized Jiang Yuanfeng and deliberately asked with a smile, "Otherwise, would you like to come in too, Jiang? Be my two-minute auditor?"