Chapter 52: Former Friends

Chapter 52 Past Friends
Mo Bei stood up, clutching the coat with one hand, and did not intend to respond.
If Yang Meng's face was going to be stiff, how did the response of this grass bag be different from before?
According to her thoughts, this straw bag should stand up and fight with her.
How could it be so calm?
When Yang Mengruo just wanted to refute, he saw a figure coming not far away.
She didn't even say a word, lowered her head, her eyes flushed, and filled with indignation.
"How is this going?"
A voice came from behind me,
Mo Bei only felt a coolness pouring out of her heart, her fingertips were a bit stiff.
Turning his head again, he saw the handsome face with sharp edges, Lu Yifan.
In addition to Lu Yifan, there were the few people that Mo Bei met last time outside the school, that is, the old veterans.
They wear different team uniforms, but the relationship is good.
Lu Yifan also saw her at this time, and frowned.
Mo Bei clearly saw the disgust in his eyes.
That aversion was like a needle, which went into the invisible place one by one.
It turns out that you see my brother that way.
Look at the friend who has taught the game for a year?
Mo Bei was a little bit empty.
Yang Mengruo had rushed into the man's arms, tears were still swirling in his orbit, and his voice was soft: "Mo Nange wants to play more, and I advise him that he won't listen."
Lu Yifan's eyes fell like a knife.
Chen Yue even found an excuse to fight the grievances: "Mo Nan, are you still not a man? Meng Ruo usually treats you like treating his brother, you have an accident, she is still helping you explain, you are good, and again and again And where are you from, shouldn't you come? Are you qualified to stand here? "
Mo Bei changed his coat and kept talking.
I don't know why, Chen Yu felt the pressure.
His throat seemed to be blocked: "You!"
Lu Yifan blocked his hand, his eyes did not move away: "Mo Nan, what do you mean now? Don't say anything?"
That voice seemed to be fair and rational.
In fact, the interpretation and what Chen Yu said all mean the same thing.
Lu Yifan's eyes looked at the other person's face again. There was no usual anger, as if there was only indifference exuding from the inside to the outside.
It seems that until now, he didn't know what his problem was!
Lu Yifan's voice chilled out: "Your other people's popularity is a matter of course. You want me to help you, but you also want to help others. These have real hammers. You should have given everyone an explanation. You don't intend to explain. "
Mo Bei paused with his fingers, his eyes slightly raised: "Yes."
Lu Yifan was so angry with this word, his eyes were all down: "Did you have anything to say about the industry you love the most?"
Mo Bei's voice was very weak: "I want to play the game well. Now it seems that I can't play well anymore, but I'm still standing here."
Yang Meng, who was still in Lu Yifan's arms, seemed to be afraid that they would quarrel, and touched the man's hand: "Yi Fan, don't talk about it, now it is obvious that Mo Nange will not listen to people's advice."
As she said, she raised her eyes and looked at Mo Bei: "Mo Nan, this is our company. Only those who have been invited can come. Leisurely people refuse to enter. Since you are so stubborn, I can only Let the security guard ask you out. "
(End of this chapter)