Not only did she have to make money, but she also had to make a lot of money.

Ni Yan looked at Li Xianxian standing in the crowd and suddenly had an idea. She waved to Mo Hudie, who was playing hide-and-seek with the children not far away, "Xiaodie, come here."

Mo Hudie immediately ran over, "Sister Ni Yan."

Ni Yan half-squatted down and whispered in Mo Hudie's ear.

After hearing Ni Yan's words clearly, Mo Hudie nodded and patted his chest and said, "Okay Sister Ni Yan, please ensure that you complete the task."

Ni Yan patted Mo Hudie's little head.

Mo Hudie ran to the place just now and continued to play hide-and-seek with the children.

Li Xianxian was chatting with a wealthy daughter about skin care products with ice-skinned jade skin. At this moment, she suddenly heard someone shouting—

"Sun Dalian."

"Sun Dalian!"

If a person calls a name for a long time, he will form a habit in his subconscious mind. When he hears this long-lost name, he will unconsciously respond. Li Xianxian is a good example.

When she heard these three words, her first reaction was to turn around and respond, "What are you doing?"

Upon hearing this, the wealthy daughters around were stunned.

If they heard it correctly, it seemed that they were calling Sun Dalian just now.

What is the relationship between Sun Dalian and Li Xianxian?

At this time, before Li Xianxian could react, something was wrong. Mo Hudie walked towards Li Xianxian step by step and said strangely: "Sister Xianxian, my name is Sun Dalian. Is your name also Sun Dalian?"

Upon hearing this, Li Xianxian's face turned pale in an instant.

She suddenly recalled the unbearable past.

No!

She is not Sun Dalian!

She is Li Xianxian!

How did Mo Hudie know the name Sun Dalian?

What's going on?

No, she can't let people know that she has a past like that.

Li Xianxian tried his best to calm down his emotions and said with a smile: "Maybe Sister Xianxian heard it wrong."

Mo Hudie nodded in a vague way, "I thought Sun Dalian was the nickname of Sister Xianxian."

"No! No!" Li Xianxian's expression was a little stiff.

At this moment, a child ran over and said, "Xiaodie Xiaodie, were you calling me just now?"

Mo Hudie stopped looking at Li Xianxian and walked out with the children, "Yes, let's go on and play."

Li Xianxian looked at Mo Hudie's departure back, and layer upon layer of cold sweat emerged from her back.

fortunately.

Fortunately, this is just a misunderstanding.

Ni Yan stood aside, a faint smile appeared in her eyes.

She guessed right.

Li Xianxian is Sun Dalian, and Sun Dalian is Li Xianxian.

The reason why Li Xianxian tried so hard to hide the past must be that there was something shameful about the past.

Things seem to be getting more and more fun.

The smile in Ni Yan's eyes became stronger and stronger, and a shallow dimples appeared on the corner of her mouth. The shallow dimples seemed to suck people in.

A tall figure stood at the carved railing on the third floor upstairs.

He leaned over and looked downstairs, looking at somewhere in a daze.

To be precise, it was watching Ni Yan in a daze.

Ni Yan.

What kind of existence is she?

Mo Baichuan always couldn't look down on a woman, but it was the first time that he couldn't see through a woman.

She obviously wanted to get close to herself and attract her attention, but when she approached her, she kept her distance.

What exactly does she want to do?

If she is really boring to herself, why should she try every means to make things difficult for Li Xianxian?

While saying that he was bored to himself, he was making things difficult for Li Xianxian again. It was so hypocritical.

Mo Baichuan narrowed his eyes.

The atmosphere downstairs is getting more and more lively and there are more and more guests.

Li Xianxian's afterglow caught a figure like Lanzhi, walking in from outside. A shiny light flashed in her eyes and quickly met her, "Mr. Song."

That's right, the person coming was Song Beicheng.

As the only grandson of the Mo family, Song Beicheng inherited the huge foundation of the Song family. Li Xianxian now has a firm foothold in the Mo family and must be supported by Song Beicheng because she must have a backer in the Mo family.

She had to let Song Beicheng see her, and it would be best to let Song Beicheng fall in love with her uncontrollable. Song Beicheng was a playboy, so it was too easy to let Song Beicheng see her.

Isn’t it often written in novels? The male supporting role falls in love with the female protagonist. In order to make the female protagonist happy, the male supporting role can sacrifice everything.

Li Xianxian had this confidence that she could make Song Beicheng the minister under her side and willingly give everything for her.

Song Beicheng nodded politely at Li Xianxian, "Miss Li."

Li Xianxian smiled and said, "Mr. Song, don't be so polite. Everyone is so familiar with me. Just call me my name..."

Before Li Xianxian could finish a sentence, Song Beicheng walked quickly over there as if he had seen something and said excitedly: "Ni Yan!"

"Song Beicheng." Ni Yan smiled faintly and responded to Song Beicheng.

Ni Yan!

It's her again!

It's this bitch again!

Seeing this scene, Li Xianxian wanted to bite her silver teeth.

The name she and Song Beicheng are still "Mr." and "Miss". How many days did Ni Yan know Song Beicheng? What qualifications do she have to call Song Beicheng's full name?

It took her nearly two years to manage all this in the Mo family, but Ni Yan easily took away all the glory.

Li Xianxian almost suffocated herself to death in one breath.

Mo Baichuan, who was standing on the third floor, did not expect that Ni Yan would be so familiar with Song Beicheng.

Unexpectedly, Song Beicheng, a veteran who lingers in the flowers, will be tricked by Ni Yan!

He really underestimated Ni Yan.

Aside from those two sky-high invitations, Ni Yan actually has a good impression of Song Beicheng.

Song Beicheng is a man with a lot of ideas and humorous words. From the chat, it can be seen that he does not have the idea of ​​looking down on women in his bones.

The two were having a good time chatting, and a low voice suddenly sounded from the side, "Yanyan."

Ni Yan looked back and saw that the person who came was Mo Qishen, "Brother Mo."

"My uncle." Song Beicheng also greeted him respectfully.

Although Moqishen is known as a waste in the circle, Song Beicheng is quite respectful to this uncle, and the two get along more harmoniously on weekdays.

Moqishen smiled and said, "Beicheng, I just saw Miss Wang and Miss Zhao looking for you there."

Upon hearing this, Song Beicheng's face changed with a slight look. He immediately covered his facial features with his hands and lowered his voice: "Uncle, please watch me a little. I'll go to my grandmother's hide first. If they find this place, you will say I didn't come."

Mo Qishen nodded, and looked like a good elder and said, "Don't worry, go. Be careful in the future."

Fearing that the two women found her, Song Beicheng ran away.

Mo Qishen turned his eyes to look at Ni Yan, and then said, "My nephew has a good character and good appearance, but he is a little bad. He likes to be flirting with flowers and plants. Yan Yan, you should pay attention to him in the future. This kid has a lot of intestines!"

No matter how serious he is, he is only two years older than Song Beicheng, but when he said this, he feels full of elders.

It's like a monarch who guides the country.

The poor Song Beicheng didn't know that his good uncle had already put him in behind his back.

Ni Yan nodded, "Well, Brother Mo, I know."

"Yanyan," Mo Qishen continued: "I've almost done my business now. I'll take you there."

"Okay." Ni Yan turned around and followed Mojishen's footsteps.

Looking at the backs of Ni Yan and Mo Qishen, most of the depression in Li Xianxian's heart disappeared instantly.
To be continued...