C423 Promise Me Anything

For four years, time was like an arrow shot out of a bow and arrow, rushing forward without stopping, as if it wanted to abandon the world behind it.

This most explosive piece of news was nothing more than about business.

Four years ago, for some unknown reason, Young Master Shang's temperament changed greatly. He was bloody, violent, cold, and cruel. He pulled out his gun at the slightest disagreement, and because of that, the people who entered the hospital were no less than the same group.

Staying in the same room as Young Master Shang felt like this. There was a gun hanging above his head all the time, swaying and swaying. You didn't know when you were shot and died.

Other than changing his temperament, Young Master Shang also became not close to women. He couldn't be called not close to women, but... dedicated.

In the past four years, Shang Moze had a beautiful woman by his side. No matter where he went, she would always carry him with her. Her name was Bai Ling.

The woman who used to be called Yi Xiaomi, who caused a scandal in the entire city, disappeared overnight. It seemed that she had never appeared before.

Some people started to guess who Young Master Shang really liked. There was a beloved daughter of the Cadillac at home, and there was a little Jiangnan oriole outside the house. She was the wild cat that he used to love.

However, no matter what, there was one thing that was certain, and that was that Shang Moze really pampered Bai Ling to the heavens.

Even if he wanted the tail of the comet, Shang Moze would ask someone to climb up to the sky and catch it. Then, he would fold the tail and give it to Bai Ling.

There was a saying in A City. One would rather offend Shang Moze than offend Bai Ling.

Why? Because you offended Young Master Shang, you would still be able to leave your corpse intact. If you offended Bai Ling, Young Master Shang would drag you out and dismember you into five horses.

In Dark Night Empire, a man lazily rested one hand on the back of the sofa. In his arms sat a woman. In the other hand, he held a glass of juice and shook it gently.

Eh, this scene was indeed a little strange. Such a beautiful scene, shouldn't a glass of red wine or whiskey be served? What the hell was mango juice?

However, the man did not feel that there was anything wrong with it. His eyes stared at the liquid in the glass. There was no expression on his handsome face, but he was cautious.

"Mo, the new product of South Peace International, the long dress called Blazing Rose, is quite good. I think the effect will be very good."

He lifted the cup and took a sip of the sexy thin lips. Shang Moze's facial features were deep, and his hawk-like eyes turned to the transparent glass.

The classical piano seat was empty. It was inexplicably lonely. It did not attract the attention of the people in the shadows. The corner that was forgotten seemed to have never existed.

"Mo, I'm talking to you, why don't you talk to me?" Bai Ling curled her lips and was very unhappy. She grabbed the man's sleeve with both hands and shook it.

"Yes. If you like it, go find Qiao Nana and let her give you the new product." The man's sexy thin lips opened slightly. His voice was low and magnetic and broad, like a sax. It was very intoxicating.

Hearing this, a happy smile appeared on Bai Ling's face. She finally let go of the man's sleeve, raised her chin, and kissed the side of the man's face.

"Thank you, Mo."

"Mo, let me get you a bottle of Lafite." Bai Ling looked at the juice in Shang Moze's hand. "The mango juice contains too much sugar. It's not good for the body."

"Yes."

Shang Moze did not care about Bai Ling. He picked up the glass and walked straight to the glass window. He slowly closed his eyes. The sound of the piano seemed to still be lingering in his ears.

It was high and low, like a mountain stream gradually flowing, like Jasmine's slight opening, but also like the melting of the snow on the mountain. It flowed down bit by bit, pure and clear, ethereal and beautiful...

The ringtone of the phone suddenly cut through the quiet space. Shang Moze's deep eyes darkened and his long and beautiful fingers slowly took out the phone from his pocket, "Speak."

"Speak, speak, speak. Bastard brat, where are you now?!" On the other side, Old Master Shang held a crutch in one hand and slammed it hard on the ground.

"Wherever I should be, I will be there!"

"Bastard! Shang Moze, are you trying to rebel? If the South Peace International doesn't go, is it in the Dark Night Empire again?"

Old Master Shang was so angry that he couldn't even breathe properly. He quickly stretched out his hand and patted his chest.

"Isn't the South Peace International operating properly?" The man slowly walked back to the sofa. His tall body sank into the soft fabric. "I have pushed the South Peace International to an unshakable position. Grandpa, what else do you have to be dissatisfied with?"

"Bastard, what kind of tone is that?!" Old Master Shang was so angry that his beard was about to fly up. He wished that this grandson was right in front of him, and then he would pick up his walking stick and give him a violent slap!

Ever since that vixen jumped off the cliff and died four years ago, his grandson had become a person who was neither human nor ghost!

Every day, he would be fooling around in Dark Night Empire, and he wouldn't even return home. You can't say anything about him, because the South Peace International was running well...

Thinking of this, Old Master Shang became even angrier. "Are you blaming grandpa for ruining your wedding with that fox spirit?"

"Grandpa." Seeing the door open, Shang Moze's long legs slowly folded. "I'm hanging up. If you miss me, come to Dark Night Empire and have a seat."

Come to Dark Night Empire and have a seat. Hearing these words, Old Master Shang became even angrier. He wished he could fly to Dark Night Empire now and peel off brat's skin.

Just as he was about to teach Shang Moze a lesson, he heard the sound of someone hanging up. It was mechanical and monotonous.

"Mo, look, Lafite from 1982." Bai Ling had a sweet smile on her face. She blinked her beautiful big eyes and quickly returned to the man's arms.

"Yes." Shang Moze looked at her eyes but could not move his eyes away. He could not help but reach out his hand and gently touched the corner of her beautiful eyes.

Bai Ling looked at Shang Moze's eyes and her beautiful eyes narrowed into a line. It was like the moon only had a curve of light white and appeared in the horizon. It was extremely beautiful.

"Mo, my villa. Live alone. It's gloomy." Bai Ling pursed her lips and removed the cork of the red wine bottle. Immediately, a fragrant wine fragrance drifted out slowly.

Shang Moze only looked at the pair of eyes and said gently, "What do you want?"

"I..." Bai Ling placed the bottle on the table and then her fair and slender arms wrapped around the man's neck. She smiled slyly, "Whatever I say, you promise me?"

The woman's cunning smile was imprinted in his eyes. Shang Moze was stunned but he nodded as if he was possessed. "I promise you everything."

"Then I want to move to the Northern Yi Yun County with you."

Bai Ling said and carefully stared at the man's expression. The hands behind the man's neck unconsciously broke out in cold sweat.