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Shang Mo is a special guest of the design institute, originally Shang Mo did not want to come, but recently his company has a cooperation plan with the design institute, and it will be officially announced tonight.

When he arrived, the scene was already quite lively, with people gathering in twos and threes, talking and laughing.

His slender and upright body and elegant and noble temperament attracted the attention of most people.

The dean of the design institute immediately stepped forward and warmly welcomed him, and while telling him about the project to be announced tonight, he told him that the first place in the design competition of their design institute was a rare talent who would also participate in this project.

Shang Mo didn't talk to him, just listened quietly, his expression was light, he didn't care who would participate, what he wanted was the result, the success of the project.

Until the dean pointed to Mo Feifei, who was chatting with Chen Qiannian: "It is the one next to Vice President Chen in front of us, the first place in our design competition, Mo Feifei." ”

Shang Mo raised his eyes lightly and looked over, the distance was too far, the girl's silhouette was a little blurry, and he couldn't see clearly, he only knew that it was a delicate girl.

The girl suddenly turned sideways, and he saw her face, and his body staggered.

His expression changed, his face was full of shock, and his eyes shot two fiery lights, like a long-hungry lion seeing a hare.

But soon, the shock on his face disappeared, his gaze changed from fiery to calm, and the hidden surprise slowly disappeared.

In the end, it dissolves into nothingness.

That's right, that girl's eyebrows, eyes and facial features are exactly the same as Rong Mo's, but they seem to be a little different.

Rong Mo is a boy, everything that happened that night, even if his clear feeling is true, but if Rong Mo does not appear, it can only be his dream.

So Rong Mo is a boy.

Even if Rong Mo was a girl, it would be impossible for her to grow such beautiful long hair in a month.

No matter how much this woman looks like Rong Mo, it can't be Rong Mo.

The eyes at the beginning were so strong, how could she not notice it, she almost subconsciously turned her head, and saw Shang Mo standing not far away, her heart pounding as if beating a drum several times.

Oh my God, how could Shang Mo be in the banquet, he saw himself?

The eyes only looked at each other for a moment, Shang Mo moved away again, and at that moment, there was no surprise, no excitement, no movement, as if what he saw was just a stranger.

There is only cold indifference.

Mo Fei turned his head mechanically, his eyes widened, and his face was as white as snow, which was unbelievable.

Chen Xinian, who was next to him, saw the dean monk Mo, and immediately wanted to take Mo Feifei over.

Mo Fei wanted to find an excuse to slip away, but Chen had already taken a step forward, and the dean monk Shang Mo also came over.

After Chen Xinian greeted them, he also introduced Shang Mo to Mo Feifei.

"Hello, Mr. Shang," Mo Feifei stiffened his head and laughed, feeling a little nervous. She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling slightly, revealing the tension in her heart.

Will Shang Mo doubt her identity? The decoration of long hair and glasses has changed a lot.

And when it was Rong Mo before, she would deliberately speak with a thick voice, but now she speaks naturally, with a completely feminine voice, it stands to reason that he will not find out at the beginning.

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