Fast Travel Boss Don't Be Black

When Mo Wei woke up, he was sure that he was lying in a dilapidated hut, it seems that it is more appropriate to describe it as a barren house...

where is the table

Where's the bed?

Mo Wei felt under his body, looked down, and saw that there were several big holes in the quilt used to make the floor!

And tattered and patched... trousers!

... World Consciousness How much do you really hate me?

Mo Wei looked at the hand on the body in this sentence, but the hand was white and clean, and one could tell that it was pampered. Could it be that he was kidnapped?

That's impossible, the house is too dilapidated, it can probably be kicked down, and there is no sign of rope or binding on the body, it should not be kidnapped or something.

Mo Weiyi stood up, "tearing—" and accidentally stepped on his trousers. The whole trousers were torn from the middle, revealing his long white legs...

Before Mo Wei could react, and because he stood up too fast and didn't notice the height of the roof, he hit his head with a "bang"...

"..."

He has nothing to say!

Holding the back of his bumped head, Mo Wei habitually looked for the mirror to see his face in this life, bent over and turned around the room but found the door of the bathroom instead of the mirror.

Looking at the broken door hinge, Mo Wei immediately had a bad feeling.

Slowly opening the door, the stench was immediately overwhelming, Mo Wei quickly closed the door reflexively, the door wobbled a few times before slowly stopping the swing.

Mo Wei breathed a sigh of relief, luckily he didn't fall down.

However, in the next second, the door collapsed inside, and the stench spread again...

Mo Wei: "...hehe."

This is definitely a ghost of the world consciousness!

Mo Wei strode towards the door and opened it abruptly. Outside the door, a group of people dressed as reporters were sitting in front of his house eating dumplings!

As soon as they saw him coming out, the reporters quickly put down the dumplings and surrounded him like bees.

"Ye Yingdi, do you regret what you did? Do you want to regret something?"

"May I ask if you compensated all your property to Ms. Li, is it voluntary?"

"Mr. Xia said that he will send a lawyer to help you. Is this true?"

"Miss Li still wants to report on you with the money? What do you think about this?"

Mo Wei looked bewildered, and slowly closed the door, he was really afraid that the door would break down again!

He is the worst at dealing with a wolf-like reporter!

Mo Weimun sat down on the tattered floor with a blank face and eyes open.

From the questioning of those reporters just now, he has drawn several conclusions. First, this body is a film king. Second, he gave all his money to a woman. Third, that woman will sue him. Fourth, there is A CEO surnamed Xia wants to help him. Fifth, giving all the money to that Miss Li is not necessarily voluntary.

Finished.

Take a deep breath.

The situation is fine, as long as he is not a born poor ghost.

Mo Wei then went through the ID cards all over the room, and looked at the name on the ID card, Ye Qiong.

Not poor and down and out poor!very good!

Mo Wei's fair and slender fingers touched the Qiong character, and the black ink writing was erased, revealing a poor character.

Mo Wei: "..."

Who named this baby?Retarded?

Another day must go to change the name!

Looking at the date, this body is now 22 years old.

Platinum light glowed from Mo Wei's fingertips, and he slightly modified his physique until he almost reached the physique of a special soldier before he stopped.

This way, it should be possible to break out of this slum-like place, right?

Mo Wei had just thought of a countermeasure when someone knocked on the door. Mo Wei thought it was the reporter who finally couldn't hold back. He opened the door and saw that there were several policemen.

"Ye Yingdi? Please come with us to the police station."

Mo Wei's eyes were blank for an instant, and he gestured, "OK."

As for the police station, he went to drink tea more often, and it's okay to go for another drink... It's not a problem.

As soon as the two policemen led Mo Wei out of the door, the group of reporters surrounded them again.

"Mr. Ye, according to the gossip I got just now, it seems that Ms. Li wants to force you to marry her, but you disagree. Ms. Li has no choice but to do this? Is this true?"

"Mr. Ye, it has been further confirmed that you forcibly had sex with Ms. Li. Do you have anything to say? Or confess?"

"Ye Yingdi, I heard that Ms. Li is pregnant and is your child? Is this true?"

Mo Wei continued to follow the police with a blank face, completely ignoring the questions of the reporters.

He got a few more questions. First, the original owner of this body may have had an improper relationship with that Miss Li. Second, that Miss Li may like him and may still be forced to marry him. The chances are not high. Three, that Miss Li might be pregnant!

Could there be a worse situation than this?Then please make it worse!

It took half an hour for the police car to arrive at the police station, and the police put handcuffs on him halfway.

When Mo Wei got out of the police car, he walked in the sunshine, the silver handcuffs shone in the sunlight, beautiful and taboo.

It made him think involuntarily, that man who has been chasing him for a long time, where is he now?

This time, it's his turn to find that guy, right?

Thinking of this, Mo Wei couldn't help but chuckle.

The policeman in front turned around, "What are you laughing at?"

"Ahem, it's nothing." Mo Wei coughed twice, and then his face became serious.

Let's finish the matter at hand first, otherwise he won't be able to find someone!

The first step is to get his money back, the second step is to clear his name, and the third step is to quit the legendary entertainment circle, he really doesn't know how to act!

In just over an hour, Mo Wei saw the legendary Miss Li.

He is about 1 meters tall, has short blond wavy hair, and wears a small hat with cat ears.Wearing a light blue shirt, the lower body is a pink printed tutu skirt.A pair of small black leather shoes with pointed toes and a trendy European-style backpack, like a well-dressed doll.

That pretty face was filled with a strong European aristocratic temperament, she stood in front of Mo Wei, "Long time no see, Ye."

Mo Wei continued to look blankly.

Li Feiya didn't seem to mind his attitude at all, straightened her posture, crossed her legs gracefully, smiled noblely, and continued, "I think you also know that I brought you here for the purpose, then Don't talk nonsense, give me an answer."

Mo Wei could tell that her accent was not pure Chinese, and she looked like a mixed race, probably from Oz.

Seeing that Mo Wei still didn't speak, she still had that noble and calm look, exuding the stability of a real nobleman.

"I'll give you another hour to think about whether to marry me or stay in prison for the rest of your life. You can think about it. With the methods of the Li family, I don't think it's difficult to do."

Mo Wei twitched the corner of his mouth, it was really a scene of forced marriage.