When he was about to protest, he saw yuntianyou's eyes fixed on the distance, his face tense.

Li Hanlin was greatly surprised. When he followed his line of sight, he was stunned.

In the middle of the meeting hall, there was no small disturbance.

In the crowd, mu Yazhe takes Xiaoyi Chen to the throne.

The man's body is tall and straight, his face is as cold as a knife, his Phoenix eyes are as deep as Hongyuan, his nose is perfect and straight, and his lines are more noble, but his brows are cold. Only when he looks down at Xiaoyi Chen, his eyes will appear soft.

In his arms, Xiaoyi Chen looks like a little gentleman, with soft hair, delicate suit and a cool and proud face.

Both father and son, both facial features and expression, seem to be a replica.

At the moment of their appearance, the spotlight flashed wildly, and the huge Hall of the conference hall was as bright as day.

In the eyes of the public, in addition to the high-end financial magazines, muyazhe rarely appeared, and xiaoyichen was heavily protected, not even a single photo flowed out.

Mojia, Moji's financial group, is not the capital city, even the whole Asia, has an amazing influence.

The family's style has always been mysterious and sinister. The reason why this wine party has such an unprecedented grand occasion is that as the successor of Mojia's future, moyazhe appeared in the media for the first time.

He was accompanied by mu Wanrou in the same dress. She held mu Yazhe's arm haughtily, silently proclaiming the supreme sovereignty.

As the future young grandmother of the Mu family, mu Wanrou is the object that many famous ladies can't reach and hate. If she married into the Mu family, she would be rich and well-off for her whole life.

In such a picture, Lu Jingtian, who is not far away from us, is jealous and jealous. He holds his fists tightly and feels angry.

But this kind of picture also stabbed the eyes of yuntianyou.

He did not look at the three men for a moment, especially at the men in the crowd, and the tension on his face eventually cracked.

This is his daddy!

-- mu Yazhe.

From the appearance alone, youyou is very satisfied.

The child has always held many fantasies about his father. In his son's mind, the father must be a great image, which can not be replaced by any man.

Apart from those complicated feelings, on the emperor's bearing and extraordinary courage of moyazhe, there is more affirmation for this father role, which has always existed in fantasy.

Yuntianyou smiles at the evil spirit and outlines it on the lips. "Not bad!"

"Well? What do you mean? " Li Hanlin looked at him in surprise.

You raise your chin and look proud in your eyes. "The man who can give birth to my blessing will not be bad."

The domineering words perfectly inherit the aristocratic arrogance in the heart of muyazhe.

"But..." He touched his chin. "Is that kid really my brother?"

Yun Tianyou glanced at the cold little Yi Chen in Mu Yazhe's arms, pondered for a moment, and suddenly questioned, "Li Lishi, do you think this child is like me?"

This kid? Mr. Yun, you seem to be a child, too?

Director Li, with a little cold sweat, looked at each other carefully, and said seriously: "it's just Like. "

It's very similar, OK!

was as like as two peas, especially those eyes.

It's just that there are some differences in temperament.