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Chapter 803

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Yesterday?

Feng Yan?

Ji You sat there with a cold expression.

Mohan said softly, "The person who followed her doesn't look like an ordinary person."

Ji You replied, "Got it."

It seemed that he had to lock Feng Yan up for a few more days so that she would remember.

To prevent the same thing from happening again, he picked up his cell phone and made a call. "You, use the identity of a student at Nangang University and change your major to Acoustics. You will be in charge of protecting Tang Si."

"Yes, Master Ji."

Master Ji hung up the phone, his gaze deep.

Mohan glanced at him. "It's not just an ordinary concern."

Ji You didn't explain further.

He wasn't someone who liked to talk nonsense.

Moreover, he didn't have that much free time!

He glanced at Mohan and said in a low voice, "Second Young Master, be careful."

Mohan's eyes were as dark as the night. "What happened in the Capital?"

Ji You looked at Mohan and didn't say a word.

Mohan said, "Nangang City has been in a state of panic recently."

Ji You said, "Someone spent five billion yuan to buy Young Master's head."

When Mohan heard this, he nodded. "I see."

No wonder!

He was wondering why Grandpa and Grandma were willing to come back all of a sudden. Were they afraid that something would happen in Nangang?

Ji You said, "Second Young Master needs …"

Mohan said, "No need."

Ji You glanced at Mohan.

Although Second Young Master liked to study, he wasn't interested in anything other than games. However, before he entered university, he would always go to the army for training during the summer and winter breaks. He was very good at martial arts.

The army really wanted Second Young Master and Old Master Mo also hoped that Second Young Master would join the army.

But Second Young Master liked to study!

Hence, Second Young Master's martial arts might not be any worse than Young Master's.

Half an hour later, breakfast was served.

After breakfast, Mohan returned to his room and gave Mochen a call. His phone was switched off.

He sent a text message. "I'll help you."

After sending the text message, he continued to read.

— — Yunqi Academy.

Southport University

At night, a new roommate came to the dormitory. She entered the room and glanced at the bed next to Tang Si. She put down her things and climbed onto the bed to tidy up Weiwei's things.

Tang Si was playing when she heard the noise. She looked up and asked, "Who are you? What are you doing? "

The short-haired girl lifted her head and glanced at Tang Si. "Mo Qi, I just transferred to the acoustics major and was assigned to this dorm. I heard that the girl who stayed on this bed died. I don't really want to use her things, so I'd better clean them up."

Tang Si was speechless.

She looked at the unsmiling girl in front of her. She had short hair, was tall, and looked a little handsome.

However, since he knew that the girl on the opposite bed was' dead ', he wasn't afraid at all. He even had the guts to pack his things and plan to move in!

Su Wanrou had moved out, but Xiao Xiao was still living there because Xiao Xiao felt that Helian Weiwei was Wei Wei. Xiao Xiao had tried to test her several times, but Helian Weiwei ignored her.

Looking at Mo Qi, she asked softly, "Aren't you afraid? Someone in the dormitory has already moved out. "

Mo Qi said, "You haven't moved out yet, right?"

Tang Si said, "I'm bold."

Mo Qi said, "That's great, I'm also the bold type."

Tang Si looked at Mo Qi. She really didn't want Weiwei's things to be taken away. "But sleeping on that bed is different."

Mo Qi rolled up the blanket, bedsheets, and mattress that Weiwei had used and threw them on the floor. "I'm a materialist."

Tang Si was speechless.

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