Qin Mo paused his finger, then exited the WeChat page, reached out and pulled his collar, and couldn't sleep.

I took a look at the time of my phone.

11:05.

Perhaps, he should learn from a man with a younger brother.

Although Qin Mo rarely attends business parties, he is very clear about this point. Mr. Li, who likes to talk about business, must not have slept. He swiped his finger and called him.

Mr. Li answered the phone very quickly, of course it depends on who called it.

"Mr. Qin, why? Call me so late."

Qin Mo was not polite: "Mr. Li is not convenient?"

Mr. Li smiled and said, "Convenient."

"It's about my brother." Qin Mo paused at this point, and his voice and night fell: "I want to ask Mr. Li"

After hearing Qin Mo's distress, President Li immediately laughed: "It's really the same distress for those who are brothers!"

"Just Li said, you have had these situations before?" Qin Mo's eyes were very deep, and he was a little incomprehensible.

Mr. Li on the other side of the phone couldn't notice it, as if he had met a confidant: "I tell you, when my brother was just in high school, what I was most worried about was that the person who always liked to follow me as a little tail called my brother suddenly brought me a girl, ignoring my brother, and having to let that girl send her. So, every time my brother gets close to the girl, I feel really uncomfortable. There will always be such a stage, after all, the elder brother is like a father."

So that's how it is. Qin Mo listened and didn't say anything.

Mr. Li continued: "As for the patience you mentioned, my brother had to break up with me for the rebellious period of the little money-worshiping girl. I wanted to beat that kid up, but in the end I ended up holding it up. After all, it was my brother. We are really indulging my brother as a big brother. If there is not much difference, there may be some quarrels. I am ten years older than my brother, so let me give in. What can I do? You don't know. When he was young, I liked to tease him, touch his head, and let him leave the war. I smoke, hahaha."

Qin Mo listened to Mr. Li's memories with a faint expression, but he was thinking about something else. Although there were many girls around the boy, that guy was not the one who would break up with him for the sake of a wealthy girl. Compared to this, his younger brother was better.

But he would not give the boy any chance to get close to any woman.

At the same time, this call successfully convinced Qin Mo.

Not that he has these feelings, everyone who is an older brother will have them.

There is only one thing that is essentially different from Mr. Li.

Mr. Li likes to rub his brother's head and face when he was six years old.

And Fu Jiu is already seventeen years old

Mr. Li hung up the phone and felt that he felt it was empathetic. He pulled his wife and said, "Look at this young master Qin who is so powerful in Jiangcheng, the matter of encountering his younger brother is no different from an ordinary person."

At the same time, the Fu family.

Fu Jiu, who had just come out of the bathroom, put a white towel on his head and subconsciously wanted to touch his phone.

I went to look at the desk again, and even her laptop was gone.

"How many days will this ascetic monk live?"

Fu Jiu lay back and remembered the scene where the great god frozen Fu Ximing and asked her to kill him little by little, and his thin lips curled up.

Never been protected by anyone like this.
Chapter completed!