Chapter 78 Black Lotus Best Actor’s Shenhao biological mother78
The horses' hooves trampled like a rainstorm, throwing up smoke and dust.
The horse, completely black but with white hooves, looks like an ancient horse riding on dark clouds and snow.
Under the fluttering mane, every muscle that was mobilized was as solid as a rock, a mixture of strength and beauty.
The young man in riding clothes who controls this divine horse has a slender and muscular body, and moves with ease. His eyebrows under the helmet cannot be seen clearly in the smoke, but his faith and strength can be felt!
The young man rode the horse and ran three more times before he felt satisfied and stopped.
"Wow! Awesome! So handsome!"
There were applause and exclamations from ringside.
There was obviously only one person, but he still danced like a thousand troops.
The young man in riding clothes tightened the reins of his horse, strolled closer, and then got off his horse.
He handed the reins to the horse master, took the towel from the life assistant, and wiped the sweat from his neck.
Then, he casually took off his helmet, revealing his beautiful face like an immortal.
The exquisiteness of the facial features is like painting the past inch by inch with a brush. It has the clear bones and deep eyebrows of Western oil paintings, as well as the clear bones, elegant bones and romantic style of Eastern freehand paintings.
And the heroic figure galloping on horseback just now was sassy, handsome, calm and powerful.
The combination of so many complex temperaments in one person has created such a young man.
Rao was a good friend who had grown up with him. They were both a little distracted and murmured:
"Zhu Mo, no wonder you were ranked number one among the top 100 most beautiful faces in the world, and also made all the girls in the school so fascinated. I really don't know how aunt gave birth to you..."
At this point, the conversation suddenly changed,
"If I could look like you, or be seven points, oh no, five points similar, then I would...hehe..."
The boy, Zhu Mo, who was 18 years old this year, gave the other party a cold look:
"Do you want to be my younger brother? Or older brother?"
My friend felt a chill on the back of his neck:
"No! Of course not! How dare I steal my aunt from you?"
Probably very few people know that Zhu Mo, the cold and aloof male god in the eyes of outsiders, is actually an out-and-out mama's boy!
She is still a domineering and jealous kind of mother. She hates the presence of other children around her mother to dilute her maternal love!
My friend suffered a lot when he was young, so he didn’t dare to jump around in the minefield, so he quickly changed the topic:
"By the way, I heard that you are going to Hong Kong to participate in the horse racing competition this year? How about it? Do you have a chance to win?"
Zhu Mo walked towards the lounge and hummed coldly:
"It's just experience. The chance of winning is low. I have no advantage in size."
Horse racing is a race against time, and a slight weakness can lead to a huge gap.
Trainers have requirements for height and weight. If they are too high, it will be too heavy for the horse.
Zhu Mo is 18 years old this year, but he has grown to 186, which is too tall for the trainer.
He thought he had little hope.
My friend was very disappointed and asked:
"Then, which horse do you think has a greater chance of winning?"
Zhu Mo paused and asked lightly:
"Do you want to go to Hong Kong to gamble on horse racing?"
My friend couldn’t think of anything else:
"Well, I've been tight on money lately. I thought this method might be more appropriate. I was looking for your lightning, but who knew... Well, that's not what I meant."
"Haha."
Zhu Mo's face was expressionless.
My friend knew that he could not be deceived, so he had to beg:
"Brother! Best wishes! Don't tell auntie! Don't tell my uncle either!"
My friend Liang Yaodong's mother's surname is Pei, and his uncle is Pei Zhou.
Zhu Mo was noncommittal.
He entered the lounge, took a quick shower, and put on clean clothes.
A dejected Liang Yaodong was waiting outside the door.
Seeing him coming out, Liang Yaodong sighed:
"Okay, I won't go."
Zhu Mo is finally willing to look at him:
"Are you short of money?"
Liang Yaodong scratched his face: "I failed three subjects at the end of the term, and my mother cut off my pocket money. I just wanted to use the private money I saved to try and turn my bicycle into a motorcycle..."
Zhu Mo gave him a helpless and speechless expression, and walked back to the racecourse.
Lightning, who had undergone some massage to relax, was brought over and licked Zhu Mo's palm flatteringly.
He is 3 years old this year and is the grandson of Zhu Mo, who loved horses and chased the wind when he was young.
Thirteen years have passed. The little Chai Feng has won enough honors in the racing field and became the three consecutive horse racing champions. He entered retirement life a few years ago and is very happy all day long.
Oh, by the way, along with its son.
Therefore, Zhui Feng's grandson now accompanies Zhu Mo instead.
Zhu Mo stroked Zhui Feng's vigorous muscles, not knowing what he was thinking of, and his dark pupils were deep.
Liang Yaodong came over:
"Brother Zhu, how about... you lend me some?"
"No money."
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Zhu Mo quickly put away the emotions in his eyes and looked as usual.
Liang Yaodong made a bitter face:
"Brother Zhu, please, if there is no money, my girlfriend will break up with me tonight!"
Zhu Mo feels it’s hard to say anything:
"So your girlfriend is just in it for the money?"
Liang Yaodong shrugged:
"It's normal. She wants money and I want face. We all get what we need!"
Zhu Mo clicked his tongue and said:
"Transfer you 10,000."
How could Liang Yaodong, a dandy who was used to being rich, bear such a small amount of money?
"How can 10,000 be enough? It's not even enough for me to cheer!"
"How much do you want?"
"500,000?"
"Get lost."
In the end, Zhu Mo transferred 50,000 to Liang Yaodong, calculated at an interest rate of 10%.
Liang Yaodong was so happy that he kept saying "Brother Zhu" around Zhu Mo.
Zhu Mo was too lazy to pay attention to him and looked at his watch:
"I'm going home."
Liang Yaodong said with a shy face:
"Then I'll come with you! Auntie asked me to go to dinner yesterday!"
Zhu Mogang frowned, but he didn't know what he thought of, and his eyebrows relaxed:
"...Let's go."
Liang Yaodong said it casually, thinking that Zhu Mo would not let him follow.
As a result, he was so surprised by this change of words that he couldn't help but go.
He simply threw his sports car to Zhu Mo's assistant and got into Zhu Mo's car.
Liang Yaodong drives a Lamborghini worth more than 3 million yuan, but it can't be compared with Zhu Mo's customized Rolls-Royce Phantom, a daily car worth 50 million yuan.
What's more, Zhu Mo also got a top-notch supercar as a birthday gift, the Aston Martin One-77, which is limited to 77 units in the world and is worth 470 million. That's what makes people drool with envy!
Liang Yaodong: "Auntie is so kind to you. If she can be mine... don't glare at me, I mean aunt! Aunt! Hey, tell me, what is the relationship between my uncle and your mother now?"
Zhu Mo didn't answer and just looked at the passing scenery outside the window.
Liang Yaodong thought to himself: "Let's say they are boyfriend and girlfriend, but it has not been officially announced. Let's say it's not the case. The whole world knows that they are close. My uncle hangs around your mother all day long and protects her like a jade. My grandmother was still a few years ago. I’m urging you, but I won’t urge you now, I just let them go…”
At this time, the car suddenly came to a sudden stop!
(End of chapter)