Song Mo took a deep breath, then suppressed the anger that was rushing upwards in his heart, and seemed to calmly say to Wei Tingyu, "Put on your clothes first." He turned around and left the inner room.

Wei Tingyu's mind was blank.

He stood up in panic to look for his clothes, but he didn't know what he had mixed up and rolled out of the bed.

He looks very embarrassed.

But when I think of Song Mo's cold expression, no one could smile.

Zhao Zimei was even more scared and pale in her face. She grabbed Wei Tingyu and begged tremblingly, "Marty, we, we have nothing to do..."

If it weren't for him, how could he end up in such a situation?

Wei Tingyu felt that the actor in front of him was frightening and made him nauseate.

He glared at Zhao Zizhu fiercely, pushed Zhao Zimei away without thinking, put on her clothes blankly, and left the inner room.

Song Mo sat upright on the Taishi chair in the middle hall, drinking tea leisurely.

Gu Yu sat at his lower head, holding a cup of tea, his eyes looked at Song Mo and Wei Tingyu, his face full of curiosity.

Seeing Wei Tingyu come out, Song Mo pointed to the Grand Master chair opposite Gu Yu and said lightly "Sit".

Wei Tingyu didn't dare to look at Song Mo, lowered his head and sat down with shame and ashamed.

Someone gave him a cup of tea.

The soup is green and fragrant, and the best is the best Biluochun.

Wei Tingyu couldn't help but murmured "Thank you".

The man respectfully responded, "I dare not take it."

Wei Tingyu heard Song Mo calling the man "Chen He." He said, "Go and call the marquis's close servant in."

Chen He was slightly stunned, responded respectfully, and stepped back.

Wei Tingyu was shocked.

Do you still have to shout that everyone knows this?

His face turned red and white. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. He felt even more worried about angering Song Mo, which made him feel uneasy and nervous.

Wei Tingyu's servant was called in soon.

Song Mo ordered Chen He: "You accompany him to the inner room and see if the Marquis has left anything."

Although I was afraid that someone would write articles with Wei Tingyu's things.

This is a post-discipline for Wei Tingyu!

Gu Yu raised his eyebrows.

In the past, Brother Tianci was cold to everyone and would only help him and Tianen clean up the mess. He was so sarcastic that he almost lost his life. Tianen is Brother Tianci's younger brother. Why did this Wei person make Brother Tianci so kind to him?

A trace of cold light flashed when he looked at Wei Tingyu. There was no longer any trouble on his face that he had watched the show just now, but gradually became somewhat obscure.

Wei Tingyu did not notice Gu Yu's abnormality.

He looked up at Song Mo in surprise and joy, shouted "Criminal Master." He couldn't help but put himself in his subordinate position and used honorific words.

When Song Mo heard this, he almost crushed the teacup.

Is it necessary to be so cowardly?

Just a actor, so what if I sleep?

Isn't it all done when I clean it up!

So terrified...

Dou Zhao, Dou Zhao... Why did he get such a person?

He felt heartbroken.

Chen He and Wei Tingyu's servant dragged Zhao Zimei out of the inner room.

"Criminal Master." Chen He whispered, "Nothing fell."

The servant looked at the formation and guessed some tricks. He was so scared that his face looked like a slight look and nodded constantly to echo Chen He.

Zhao Zishu knelt in front of Song Mo with trembling trembling, "Dongdongdongdongdong." He kept kowtowing.

He didn't dare to say a word, let alone put the blame on Ji Yong.

Stay silent, this matter may be exposed as a romance, and he still has a life.

After confessing Ji Yong, it turned into conspiracy and frame-up.

Not to mention that although he didn't know the person in front of him, he was imposing in every move. The young man who obviously protected Jining Hou would not forgive him, and even Ji Yong would not let him go.

Sometimes people like him are wrong to know!

Song Mo didn't even look at Zhao Zizhu, stood up and said to Wei Tingyu lightly: "Let's go!"

Everyone in the room was a little surprised.

That's how things are over?

No blame?

No questioning?

No thunder?

Just leave like this?

Wei Tingyu was a little confused and at a loss.

Song Mo had already stood up and walked out.

Gu Yumu followed Song Mo with no squint.

Wei Tingyu was inexplicably relieved and hurriedly followed him out of the hall.

Zhao Zishu collapsed on the ground with a weak body.

He would rather the boy beat him and kick him, at least he would get angry. Now he left without saying a word, what would be waiting for him?

Thinking of this, Zhao Zizhu's heart moved.

Didn’t the prince of Yan’an, Wang Qinghuai, rest here yesterday?

Since that young man was brought by Gu Yu, even if Wang Qinghuai doesn't know him, he can answer through Gu Yu, right?

Now the only way is to ask Wang Qinghuai to come forward.

He waited for Song Mo and others to leave the hall, hurriedly stood up with the Grand Master's chair, and stumbled to the yard where Wang Qinghuai was staying from the back door.

Song Mo, who walked out of the hall, paused.

Two teenagers stood under the lush locust tree.

One of them was luxuriously dressed and rubbed his temples in a listless spirit. Although the other had loose hair, messy clothes, and a pale complexion due to a hangover, he was tall and straight, with bright eyes and a bright light of confidence that people could not ignore, and dared not underestimate them.

A sharp needle light flashed in Song Mo's eyes.

That tall boy, Ji Jianming, is the one who is in a tall figure!

Only he has such a demeanor and temperament.

Ji Yong snorted coldly in his heart.

Song Mo, the prince of the British Duke's Mansion.

Kill without blinking, the son of a nobleman with a cruel heart!

Even so what?

If you dare to ruin his business, he will be unable to take care of it!

He looked straight into Song Mo's eyes.

Song Mo stood with his hands behind his back.

One stood under a tree and the other stood on the steps, silent and motionless.

The sky has turned into a light purple color.

The cheerful chirping of birds came from the big locust tree.

The grass next to the steps was hung with crystal clear dewdrops.

The fragrance of plants and trees floating in the air makes this midsummer morning look particularly fresh and quiet.

Following Gu Yu, Wei Tingyu did not expect Gu Yu to stop suddenly. He was caught off guard and almost hit Gu Yu.

"What's wrong?" He looked up in confusion and saw Ji Yong under the tree and He Yu who opened his mouth wide, breaking the tranquility of the courtyard.

Ji Yong burst out laughing and said, "The Prince of England came to pull Jining Hou out of Zhao Zimei's bed before dawn... Could it be that he was here to catch the adulterer?"

A pair of eyes but no smile

Song Mo's fingertips were slightly cold.
To be continued...