After fooling Mr. Tai who had a body but no brain, Lao Liao was eager to tell Su Bingyun about this and hurried back to school.

On the grass in the school, I happened to meet Su Bingyun.

Lao Liao, who has been passively chasing his daughter, sweated and plucked up twelve points of courage: "Teacher Su, are you free tonight? Please treat you to dinner!"

"Oh... we are not so familiar yet!" Su Bingyun seemed reluctant to pay attention to him, and he accelerated his pace and was about to go around the side. His eyebrows and eyes were full of resentment. It seemed that the misunderstanding last time was really deep.

"Hmm?" Lao Liao was stunned for a while before saying, "Are you not available?"

"I have nothing to do tonight, I'm very free, but I don't want to be with you, so I hate it if you let me see it."

Like the lightning that runs through the heaven and earth, Liao Xuebing's sensitive and fragile inner waves rolled, and layer after layer of huge waves hit him. Under his appearance, something was deeply hurt.

At least, he once loved Su Bingyun. The vague feeling ten years ago still makes me feel thrilled when I think about it. Because I attach great importance to it, I feel uncomfortable.

Which is more important, self-esteem or love, is just a matter of opinion.

"Don't bother me anymore, okay?" Su Bingyun looked at him as if looking at a stranger: "It's ridiculous to think about it now. A past ten years ago actually tangled me for so long. Haha, I finally figured it out, it feels so good."

Liao Xuebing was a person who could take it and let it go. The waves in his heart began to calm down, as if he had never felt it. He thought about it and took out a one-yuan banknote from his pocket for twenty yuan: "I will give it back to you. From now on, we will not owe each other."

"What is this for?" Su Bingyun couldn't remember any financial dealings with him.

"You just need to accept these twenty dollars, and we will never have any relationship in the future."

"Oh, okay." Su Bingyun still didn't understand what this meant, but he still accepted it with confusion.

"Actually, I am an actor." Liao Xuebing sighed quietly and turned away. The sunset dragged his back and the weather in late autumn became even colder.

...

The woods are lush and there are birds singing about preparing to overwinter. Yuzi Lake is sparkling. A small wooden boat is rafting among them. There is a man and a woman sitting on the boat. The man is handsome and elegant, the woman is beautiful and gentle. There is also a guy in a suit and ties among them.

"Mr. Mo, Miss said it was her honor to travel to Yuzi Lake with you." Mr. Brown, the conscientious personal secretary, must translate every sentence accurately. However, his work was much easier than during the banquet, because Mr. Mo always had such a few dry words, and it was not difficult to translate.

After hearing Lao Liao's remarks, Mo Yongtai felt a strong sense of crisis. Perhaps dealing with Alice is his most important choice at the moment.

"Oh, so do I." Mo Yongtai relies on his appearance to pick up girls. Language is not his strength. Besides, he doesn't have much interest in his heart, so he can only try to be perfunctory.

"Miss said she really hopes to hear your beautiful poems again. Didn't she say that she wrote a lot of poems at the dinner?" Brown translated Alice's meaning.

Mo Yongtai cursed inwardly and smiled bitterly: "Uh, okay, the sky, how blue, the lake, how beautiful. Uh, my heart, how happy..."

"Miss said your poem is beautiful, but she seems a little absent-minded, Mr. Mo. I am bluntly, can you change another poem? The quality does not seem to be very high."

Mo Yongtai spent all day and spent time, either picking up girls or having fun. How many drops of ink can he have in his stomach? I really had no choice but to think hard, remembering a letter written to him by a girl before, saying: "The farthest distance in the world is not life or death, but I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I love you. The farthest distance in the world is not that I stand in front of you, but you don't know that I love you, but you love it so much that you are obsessed with, but you can't say that I love you." In a hurry, my mind was particularly clear and I remembered it was not bad at all.

"Miss said that the poems of Indian poet Tagore are indeed classic, but she would rather hear what you made in person, just like that sweet cake."

Mo Yongtai blushed. He thought it was the original work of that woman, but he didn't know that there was another author and a world-renowned artist. This time he made a very ugly appearance. Unexpectedly, Alice had such a high level of literary literacy.

He wanted to leave and just give up, but Lao Liao's words always lingered in his heart: "After your younger brother takes office, he will definitely be the first to attack you. At that time, you had no money to pick up girls, eat, drink and have fun, so you could only stay on the streets and become the laughing stock of countless women you have played with before. Maybe they would give you a bite of leftovers when they see their friendship in the past." When they think of this, they would always be frightened and unable to control themselves.

From simple to extravagant, from extravagant to simple, this is a simple and easy-to-understand truth. For example, Wei Chunyou saw Mingjun respect him so much, but wasn't it because he was Mo Laowu's son? If he had done so, he would have thought that he was the son of Mo Laowu?

Without this father, nothing is.

He cheered up, pretended to be charming and said, "It's better to go fishing at the pier, as if there are big carp here."

Alice was very happy and immediately clamored to go. But Mo Yongtai was an ignorant noble young man, and he couldn't even throw the fishing rod well. The three of them sat bored for half an hour, but didn't catch anything and had nothing to say.

Words are the most important communication tool for humans. Without this tool, everything is boring. I have never heard of anyone who can make a girl go to bed with a look. Alice no longer has the excitement she had at the beginning.

In order to resolve this annoying atmosphere, Mo Yongtai once told jokes several times, but the joke was so old that anyone who had read books could memorize it. Seeing that the situation was wrong, he changed to praise Alice's beauty and charming appearance, but his vocabulary was lacking. He turned around and said, "Ah, your eyes are like a full moon." "Your eyebrows are like a crescent moon." After a long time, Brown had guessed the meaning below without saying it.

Alice found it very boring and yawned gently.

Because of her strict tutoring, this was her first time in love in her life. She first liked Mo Yongtai because of her inner affection for orientals and her parents. She wanted to have a real relationship and experience that wonderful taste.

At first, I met the dullness of Brown's translation. After Mo Yongtai slipped back to Zhonghai, Mo Laowu called to explain, saying that his son was not adapted to the environment and was not well-off in Europe. So he understood in his heart. Later, there was another very formal invitation letter. He was very happy and rushed over immediately. When he met Lao Liao, the guy next to him, the smell of passionate love immediately emerged. But when he really got along with Mo Yongtai, the taste became weak.

"Maybe he has something in his heart but is not good at expressing it, and his uncle may understand his heart better. Mr. Brown, can you ask him to invite his uncle?"

So Brown tactfully expressed Miss Alice's meaning to Mo Yongtai.

Mo Yongtai and Lao Liao were irreconcilable. It is not necessary to mention that they had diarrhea by a student. The most unbearable thing is that a big man was actually snatched by a male servant. These are all good things he did under his command. How could he hope to meet him?

But looking at Alice's earnest gaze, Mo Yongtai hesitated. If the marriage fails, he will suffer, and his asshole has been clenched. Forget it! Let's bear this anger and settle the accounts slowly in the future. The most important thing is to let Alice return to her attitude towards her, otherwise she will be indifferent and her feelings will disappear without a trace. The Smith family is not reliable. The old man kicked himself away, and the trouble will only be greater.

I found an excuse to go to the bathroom to dial the emergency number of the Love Saint Liao: "Liao Xuebing, you try every means to get me to meet Alice. In fact, I really hope that my good deeds with her will come true and will not interfere with you and Su Bingyun, right? Let's talk about Su Bingyun later, but since you have done it, you can't give up halfway. Is this the truth?"

Liao Xuebing was on the way home and was already disheartened: "It's a waste. I don't have any ideas about Su Bingyun now, so I'll give it to you all. I'm very generous, not as stingy, selfish, boring and perverted as you?"

"Wait, don't hang up the phone, Alice said she wanted to see you."

"That's your business, what does it have to do with me?"

Mo Yongtai was anxious: "You and my father are allies. After marrying the Smith family, it will be of great help to you. Don't you really want to?"

The two of them were inverted and instead became Mo Yongtai begging to pick up girls. Liao Xuebing said to Xiao Suo: "I am old man in your young people's affairs, and I don't want to interfere."

"Hey, do a favor, this is the reason. Your love words just now are so vivid, Alice wants to listen again. Are you a man? I will introduce my cousin to you. She inherited my mother's genes and looked beautiful and beautiful, and she was beautiful. Hello, speak..."

Don’t let go of everything because of choking. If you, Su Bingyun, can you really become a monk? Lao Liao thought to himself: “Even my cousin is filial, how can I not accept it?” After thinking for a long time, he pretended to be reluctant to say: “Okay, if your cousin is not unable to get married, I can agree to your request.”

Soon, he arrived at the shore of Yuzi Lake. As soon as he arrived, the atmosphere was completely different. He first praised Miss Alice's beauty with beautiful words that would be intoxicated by women, making this Yuzi Lake a hundred times more colorful, making the fish sink and flowers wither.

The ancient Chinese poems have been tempered and randomly picked up a sentence to translate them into vernacular and then transferred to Brown. The artistic conception in his words seemed to be there when he heard it. Brown always amazes first and reminisces it in his heart before translating it.
Chapter completed!