After the divorce, Feng Ye begged for reconciliation every day.

Not only that, but there was a trace of disgust in her eyes.

Naturally, Shi Moran could clearly feel it, but she didn't care, she was able to do many things for money, including sacrificing her own life.

If you have money, you can drink enough water, but if you don't have money, you can know how to feel warm and cold.

She doesn't need a so-called noble personality. All she wants is to make money, save money, and make money again. Only in this way can she feel safe enough.

After all, the last time she bought her mother's belongings from Shi Zhiqiang, she didn't have much savings, and the orphanage was still waiting to use the money.

"Brother Feng, you actually agreed to do this!"

Ku Er looked away and said coldly.

"Hey, that's because you don't know, she actually has an inexplicable similarity to the Shen Xingluo in Brother Feng's heart."

Angru tried his best to keep up with the smile. Before Kur had the chance to meet Shen Xingluo, Shen Xingluo had already left.

Shen Xingluo?
When Mo Ran heard these three words, she was slightly taken aback. Why did they know her idol?

So, Ye Mingfeng likes her idol?
But this doesn't seem to be a very surprising thing, the idol is so bright and moving, let alone a man, even a woman likes her deeply.

"Although you are just a stand-in, this happens to be your advantage. After all, other women have no chance to get close to Brother Feng."

Glancing at Shi Moran's surprised cousin from the corner of the eye, Angore scratched his head in embarrassment, no one would be willing to be a substitute for others.

He was too quick to talk just now, and accidentally slipped his mouth, and he didn't mean to tell her.

"I know, anyway, as long as I do it, you can't lose a penny from what you promised me."

Shi Moran smiled indifferently, she was still a little bit excited in her heart, after all, being able to become an idol's stand-in might be more or less unhappy for other people, but she was the opposite, in this way, She is one step closer to her idol, and the distance between them is constantly shrinking.

Seeing that Shi Moran was so thoughtful, Angore was taken aback for a moment, but then he thought that her identity might not be simple, so he didn't think much about it.

The only thing he wants to know is why she puts so much effort into approaching them, even at the expense of humiliation.

What exactly does she want!
She had already got the painting, but she didn't have any intention of leaving. Obviously, her goal was not simple.

Ku Er snorted coldly, and after casting a contemptuous glance at Shi Moran, he folded his arms and sat on the side seat.

On the third floor, under everyone's attention, Mrs. Klass, who was in a wheelchair, slowly got down with the help of other servants.

When Shi Moran watched the lights gathered on the woman who had obvious wrinkles on her face, but still had charm, she couldn't help but stare blankly.

She dared to assure her that if this woman was twenty or so years younger, she would be able to overwhelm the crowd and become the most shining star in everyone's eyes.

"so beautiful."

She said it involuntarily.

"Is it pretty? That's all."

Anglo reached out and picked up a black bag and stuffed it into his mouth. Although Mrs. Klass was indeed a natural beauty, she was not his type, and he had no interest in it at all.

There is really nothing that can make him feel astonished.

The only woman he has a crush on is Shen Xingluo.

In addition to having a face so beautiful that people couldn't get rid of it, that woman also had amazing willpower, and that kind of willpower made him admire her!
"Is it okay to call it? Anglo, your gaze is too high, isn't it?"

Shi Moran thought she had heard it wrong, but she turned her head to see Angru's indifferent expression, and asked in astonishment.

"Are you tall? When I look at people, I don't just look at the appearance, the inside is more attractive to me."

Anglo's eyelids drooped, looking at the black bag in his hand, what's the use of being good-looking, only his mind decides what height this person can stand.

After all, their identities are not simple in the first place. If they just look for someone who is beautiful but has no brains, the final fate...well, they will probably end up with a dead body.

After all, there are too many people who want their lives, even if they include toes, they are not enough.

"I didn't realize that you are still such a connotative person."

Shi Moran was taken aback again, no matter where he looked at, Anglo looked like a playboy who only cared about his appearance.

"There are many things that you don't see."

Looking up, Angore smiled meaningfully.

Qi Jiu thought they were the fish she caught, but she didn't know that she was the fish they caught.

"Yes, it doesn't matter, anyway, there is plenty of time to understand, don't rush this moment."

Shi Moran smiled dryly, and reached out to pick up the red wine in front of her. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that there seemed to be other meanings hidden in Anglo's words just now.

It made her wonder if her identity had been exposed, but if her identity was indeed exposed, how could they pretend to be a normal person?
Furthermore, she has always followed the rules, and there is no possibility of any mistakes or omissions, let alone revealing her identity.

The more she was like this, the more disturbed she felt, obviously she had done nothing, but Anglo's attitude towards her was sometimes best described as ambiguous.

"Excuse me, I want to go to the bathroom."

Putting down her wine glass, she looked around. After all, it was her first time here, and she didn't know where the bathroom room was.

"On the left, you go straight, the end is there."

Anglo raised his hand and pointed in the direction.

He has been to Klaas's house several times, so he is naturally more familiar with the environment here.

"Thank you."

After standing up and thanking her, Shi Moran held up her skirt and rushed through the crowd.

Feng Yichen, who had been watching her every move in the dark, got up and left immediately, "Continue to monitor the two of them."

Leave these words for Jiang Shaomo, and he can cover his figure with the crowd and follow quietly.

When Shi Moran just came to the door of the bathroom, before he could react, he was grabbed by a huge force and thrown into the women's bathroom.

Immediately afterwards, there was a bang, and the bathroom door was shut.

Seeing the person coming, Shi Moran took a step back, "Sir, you want to go to the bathroom, so you go first, I'm not in a hurry, I can wait..."

However, before she finished speaking, Feng Yichen approached her step by step with eyes red, "This gentleman?"

The sound was as hoarse as sandpaper on a tabletop.

Here, there are only him and her, and she still wants to continue pretending not to know him in front of him?