Xian Yu was hungry, so Ji Mo naturally didn't want to stay any longer and said goodbye to everyone before leaving.

  Everyone was unhappy with this, you were the one who formed the group, and now you're the one who wants to leave after just a short while.

  This is also too much for someone who forgets friendship at the sight of a pretty face.

  "It's just a meal, why not have everyone eat together? Now that Mo Ge has a girlfriend, he should at least treat us to a meal!" Lu Fengyun chimed in, ignoring Ji Mo's icy stare.

  He was immediately responded by everyone. This hasn't been going on for long, how could they let Qi Mo leave so easily?

  "Then let's eat together." Xian Yu said to Ji Mo.

  She didn't want to make things difficult for Ji Mo, and eating with whoever wasn't a big deal, it was just a few more people, let alone they were all Ji Mo's friends.

  Everyone else agreed, and Ji Mo couldn't refuse anymore. However, he had a gloomy face throughout, looking at these people who were disturbing his time with Xian Yu with displeasure.

  There are more people, so I don't bother going to Jinxiu, and it's convenient to stay in the clubhouse downstairs.

  Then a group of people moved downstairs to the restaurant, a group of over ten people, which attracted quite a few glances.

  They are all top-notch in the city's upper class, and their identities are not low either. At first glance at this batch of future top-tier rulers, the first reaction is to want to go up and chat with them for a bit.

  Before taking action, they saw Ji Mo and Xian Yu behind them again, and their footsteps stopped once more.

  The fourth master is dating a girl, and they didn't even hear any rumors about it.

  For a moment everyone started discussing in hushed tones, and even forgot their original intention of trying to get close.

  One person's opinion may not be noticeable, but with more people, the voice grows louder.

  She frowned slightly, disliking this kind of noisy gathering, and preferring the quiet laboratory.

  Ji Mo had been keeping an eye on her, and seeing her frown, he silently stroked the top of her head to comfort her, his eyes scanning the crowd that was discussing enthusiastically.

  At that moment all the gossiping people suddenly fell silent, watching as Ji Mo and his group walked out before resuming their conversation in hushed tones.

  Lu Fan Yun and his group looked at everything in front of them, their eyes shifting back and forth, silently weighing the pros and cons again in their minds.

  Just now in the private room, everyone was scattered and even if they were interested in Yūyo, they didn't dare to ask more questions. Now that they're sitting at a table eating together, the distance between them has decreased greatly, so they openly sized up Yūyo.

  Still the same idea as before, looks pretty and has a good temperament, but nothing special.

  Thinking of the information they found, Q was a high-achieving student who followed her mentor to the Military Academy for observation at a young age, and overall it wasn't bad. But with her background of having no parents and no family, it's unknown how Ji Mo was captivated by her.

  Isn't Mo Fei also escaping the tyrannical CEO's Cinderella routine?

  They were initially worried about offending Ji Mo, and their investigation was not very thorough. Perhaps this woman had some other skills that they didn't know about.

  They didn't care how she felt, and neither did she know nor care. She was listlessly rubbing her belly, which was really too hungry. If only she had known to eat a sugar bean before going out.

  Suddenly her eyes lit up, she remembered that she had a bottle of sugar beans in her bag.

  He immediately rummaged through his bag and, as expected, a small transparent glass bottle the size of a child's palm was found.

  Ji Mo saw the glass bottle and immediately understood what she was going to do, and he explained how someone who was starving and weak just a second ago could suddenly have sparkling eyes.

  "Be good, just wait a bit longer, the dishes will be served soon." As he spoke, Ji Mo took the bottle from her hand and stuffed it back into his bag.

  She could only watch his movements helplessly, her expression on her face also looked somewhat resigned.

  As he was gazing at her pitiful expression, Ji Mo almost couldn't help but agree to her request. Just as he was struggling with himself, the door opened and a waiter came in carrying a line of dishes.

  Finally, Xi Yu has let go of Ji Mo and is no longer obsessed with sugar beans.

  Looking at Ji Mo's doting on Xian Yu, apart from Tang Nanwen, the other three women couldn't help but feel jealous of Xian Yu to the point of being twisted.

  The three of them already have marriage partners, but there are still many famous women in this city who haven't given up on Ji Mo. Once they return and intentionally or unintentionally reveal a thing or two, naturally there will be many people running ahead of them to curry favor.

  After all, no one is a fool, and various thoughts are only pondered in the heart, while on the surface, they still smile brightly.

  Oblivious to the malice, she calmly accepted Ji Mo's feeding, and when it came to eating, she was always very serious.

  "I said, Brother Mo, now that you have a girlfriend, it's different. Why haven't I ever seen you be so gentle with me?" Fang Zixing teased Ji Mo in a strange and playful way.

  Zhou Baiyu glanced at Fang Zixing with sympathetic eyes, fearing that the captain's tenderness was more than he could bear.

  His teasing was met with a poker face by Qian Mo, who coolly replied "What kind of gentleness are you looking for?"

  Fortunately, Fang Zhenye didn't get stupid to the extreme and reacted in time, waving his hands non-stop "No no no, Master Mo spare me, I can't take your tenderness."

  They were all grown up in the big courtyard, and a few of them had not gone to the troops for training. Those who went to the troops could not escape Ji Mo's tempering. Being beaten until their noses were blue and swollen was nothing, but being made to return home and be scolded by their elders was truly humiliating.

  Past events are unbearable to recall, and if I say more, it's all just tears.

  Ji Mo didn't dare offend him, but Zhou Bo wasn't afraid. Fang Zhenxiao shifted his anger to Zhou Bo instead: "Zhou Bo, what's with that look in your eyes?"

  He is not afraid of Zhou Bo, and Zhou Bo is naturally not afraid of him. They are all brothers with similar family backgrounds, and conflicts are often resolved through fighting. To be honest, Fang Zhihang can't even beat Zhou Bo.

  After all, the young masters who grew up in these big yards are not always mixed with troops. Some of them practiced for a few years and got familiar with people's connections, then they went to take over the family business according to their family arrangements.

  The family business of the Zhou's was divided between the military and commerce, with Zhou Bo naturally taking over the former, while the latter would have to rely on Zhou Mei.

  So Zhou Bai has been following Ji Mo's butt since he was a kid, and his skills are much better than those who mixed for a few years and then quit.

  "What's with this look? Isn't it admiration for your fearlessness?" Zhou Bo shot back, unafraid of death.

  Isn't it a big deal? Really thought Ji Mo's temper would get better after falling in love and becoming gentle.

  Is gentleness also divided among people? Apart from Xian Yu, who else has received his gentle treatment? Fang Sheng is not afraid of death and still covets Ji Mo's gentleness.

  Those who have girlfriends sit with their girlfriends, while those without naturally gather together.

  It just so happened that Zhou Bo and Fang Zixing, these two single dogs, sat together.

  Fang Zhen took advantage of Zhou Bo's inattention, raised his hand and grabbed Zhou Bo's neck, while exerting force and shouting "Do you dare to provoke me again?"

  Zhou Bai wasn't one to be trifled with either, the various combat techniques in the troops weren't practiced for nothing. With a burst of strength on Fang Zhen's wrist tendon, he instantly turned the tables and pinned Fang Zhen's throat to his chest.

  Fang Zhi Xing struggled for half a day but couldn't break free, so he patted his arm and said "I was wrong, I was wrong, let me go quickly."

  The crowd that was amused by the two of them suddenly burst out laughing. Ji Mo Sui didn't have a big expression, but the joy in his eyes couldn't deceive people.

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