Mr. Tang looked at the Mo family behind her: "Let's go together!"

Two disciples of the Mo family quickly shied away: "We still don't disturb Mr. Tang's meal, we just wait here!"

Mr. Tang suddenly sneered: "What's the matter, even you have learned now, to toast and not eat fine wine, you have to force me to do it, right?"

When it comes to this, what else can I say?

The two Mo family disciples really couldn't evade anymore, they could only bite the bullet, followed Ling Luoyu and walked into the restaurant.

Ling Luoyu smiled and turned his head: "Since I have said that I am a treat, even if I invited you for this meal today, of course, you don't care who pays the bill last. After all, you are able to sit here because of me. , Have a meal with Elder Don!"

In the hearts of the two disciples of the Mo family, the dog's growl was almost like a day:...

"I don't want to eat, I want to go, I don't want to stay!"

"If you have the ability, don't take us to accompany you, go up by yourself and deal with that old thing, can't you?"

Taking advantage of the opportunity that Mr. Tang couldn't see, Ling Luoyu turned around thoughtfully, looking at them two with faint eyes.

"Looking at you like this, it seems like Mr. Tang is very unhappy. If that's the case, why should you invite the two of you to dinner?"

One of them glared at her angrily: "You ask me, who do I ask?"

The other one's eyes were a little subtle: "Girl, should we ask you this sentence? If it weren't for you, would Mr. Tang invite us to dinner?"

Ling Luoyu smiled but didn't smile: "This is a good thing. Given the relationship between me and Mr. Tang, it is naturally closer than you!"

The other two looked at each other, and neither spoke.

Ling Luoyu found the information he was looking for from their response.

These two people represent the Mo family, but they did not show much surprise or interest in her identity and origin, or even the relationship with Mr. Tang.

This means that they know who she is.

It might even be clear to her where she is now.

She suddenly stopped, turned around, and gave them a meaningful look.

This look made the two of them a little bewildered for a while, they took a step back subconsciously and looked at her vigilantly, but they didn't speak either.

Ling Luoyu hovered and lowered his voice: "So, do you know who I am?"

The two looked at each other again, and still none of them spoke.

If you talk too much, you will lose this truth, they all understand.

Especially the strange things about the woman opposite, they had already heard of it.

Staying with her, not talking... is the safest.

Ling Luoyu didn't expect to hear the answer he wanted to hear from the mouths of the two people.

After saying that, he turned and continued upstairs.

Mr. Tang had been waiting at the door of the room long ago, and the young man next to him should have known her identity. At this time, his eyes were full of curiosity and inconceivability.

"Mr. Tang..." Ling Luoyu saluted slowly.

Mr. Tang politely asked her to get up and let her into the house.

And he continued to stand at the door, standing coldly like a door god.

Seeing this formation, the two Mo family disciples at the back dared not move forward.

Quietly, standing there dazed: "Tang, Mr. Tang..."

Mr. Tang's face was dark, and he suddenly shouted: "Get out...inside!!!"