How to capture the evil villain? I choose to be his mother!

Chapter 78 The Black Lotus Movie Emperor's Rich Mother
The horses' hooves trampled like a rainstorm, splashing up smoke and dust along the way.

The horse is completely black except for its four snow-white hooves, just like the ancient divine horse Wuyun stepping on snow.

With its mane fluttering, every muscle mobilized is as hard as a rock, a mixture of strength and beauty.

The young man in riding clothes who was riding this divine horse had a slender and muscular body, and his movements were very easy. His eyebrows and eyes could not be seen clearly in the smoke and dust under his helmet, but one could feel his faith and strength!

The young man rode his horse for three more laps before he felt satisfied and stopped.

"Wow! Awesome! So cool!"

There were applause and exclamations from the sidelines.

Although there was only one person, he managed to act like an army of thousands.

The young man in riding clothes tightened the reins of his horse, walked leisurely towards the horse, and then dismounted.

He handed the reins to the horse trainer, took the towel handed to him by the life assistant, and wiped the sweat from his neck.

Then, he casually took off his helmet, revealing a beautiful face that looked like a banished immortal.

The exquisiteness of his facial features seemed as if they were painted inch by inch with a brush. He has both the clear bones and deep eyes and brows of Western oil paintings, and the clear and graceful spirit and elegance of Eastern freehand paintings.

And the heroic figure galloping on horseback just now was both dashing, handsome, calm and powerful.

It takes so many complex temperaments combined in one person to make such a young man.

Even though his good friend had grown up with him, he was a little dazed and murmured:
"Zhu Mo, no wonder you were voted the number one in the world's 100 most beautiful faces, and all the girls in the school are so obsessed with you. I really don't know how your aunt gave birth to you..."

At this point, the topic suddenly changed.
"If I could look like you, or even 70%, oh no, 50% similar, then I would... hehe..."

The young man, Zhu Mo, who is already 18 years old this year, glanced at the other person coldly:
"Do you want to be my brother? Or my brother?"

My friend felt a chill on the back of his neck:
"No! Of course not! How dare I snatch my aunt from you?"

Probably few people know that Zhu Mo, the cool and aloof male god in the eyes of outsiders, is actually a complete mama's boy!

He is a domineering and jealous mama's boy who hates other children around his mother to divide his mother's love!

My friend had suffered a loss when he was young, so he didn't dare to jump into the minefield, so he quickly changed the subject:
"By the way, I heard that you are going to Hong Kong to participate in the horse racing competition this year? How is it? Do you have a chance to win?"

Zhu Mo walked towards the lounge and hummed coldly:
"It's just an experience. The chances of winning are slim. I don't have an advantage in size."

Horse racing is a race against time, and a slight weakness can create a huge gap.

Horse trainers have requirements for height and weight, and exceeding them will put too much burden on the horses.

Zhu Mo is 18 years old this year, but he has grown to 186cm tall, which is too tall for a horse trainer.

He thought his hope was slim.

My friend was very disappointed and asked:
"Then, which horse do you think has a better chance of winning?"

Zhu Mo paused and asked calmly:

"You want to go to Hong Kong to bet on horses?"

My friend was confused for a moment:
"Well, I'm a bit short on money recently, so I thought this method would be more suitable. I had my eyes on your Lightning, but who knew... uh, that's not what I meant."

"hehe."

Zhu Mo had a blank expression on his face.

The friend knew he couldn't deceive her, so he had to beg:
"Brother! Brother Zhu! Please don't tell Auntie! And don't tell my uncle!"

My good friend Liang Yaodong, his mother’s surname is Pei, and his uncle is Pei Zhou.

Zhu Mo remained noncommittal.

He went into the lounge, took a quick shower, and changed into clean clothes.

Liang Yaodong, dejected, was waiting outside the door.

Seeing him come out, Liang Yaodong sighed:

"Okay, I'm not going."

Zhu Mo was 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 semester, and my mom cut off my pocket money. I wanted to take a chance with my saved money, and turn my bicycle into a motorcycle..."

Zhu Mo gave him a hopeless, speechless look and headed back to the horse farm.

After a relaxing massage, Lightning was pulled over and licked Zhu Mo's palm flatteringly.

It is 3 years old this year and is the grandson of Zhu Mo’s childhood favorite horse Zhuifeng.

13 years have passed. The little Zhuifeng has won enough honors in the arena and became the three-time champion horse king. He entered retirement life a few years ago and is living a happy life every day.

Oh, and with its son.

So, now it is Zhuifeng's grandson who accompanies Zhu Mo.

Zhu Mo stroked Zhui Feng's vital muscles, and it was unknown what he was thinking of, his dark pupils became deep.

Liang Yaodong came over:

"Brother Zhu, how about... you lend me some?"

"No money."

Zhu Mo suddenly concealed the emotions in his eyes and looked normal.

Liang Yaodong had a bitter face:
"Brother Zhu, please, if I don't have money, my girlfriend will have to break up with me tonight!"

Zhu Mo felt it was hard to put it into words:

"So your girlfriend is only after the money?"

Liang Yaodong shrugged:

"That's normal. She wants money, I want face. We each get what we want!"

Zhu Mo sighed and said:

"Transfer 1 to you."

How could Liang Yaodong, a dandy boy who was used to being wealthy, afford such a small amount of money?
"How can 1 be enough? It's not even enough for me to cheer up!"

"How much do you want?"

"50?"

"roll."

Finally, Zhu Mo transferred 5 yuan to Liang Yaodong, calculated at an interest rate of 10%.

Liang Yaodong was so happy that he kept calling Zhu Mo "Brother Zhu" all the time.

Zhu Mo was too lazy to pay attention to him and looked at his watch:

"I am going home."

Liang Yaodong said with a shameless face:
"Then I'll go with you! Auntie asked me to have dinner yesterday!"

Zhu Mo just frowned, but then he didn't know what he was thinking about, and his brows relaxed:

"...let's go."

Liang Yaodong had just said it casually, and thought Zhu Mo would not let him go.

As a result, this change of heart surprised him and he had no choice but to go.

He simply left his sports car to Zhu Mo's assistant and got into Zhu Mo's car himself.

Liang Yaodong drives a Lamborghini worth more than 300 million yuan, but it is incomparable to Zhu Mo's customized Rolls-Royce Phantom which is worth 5000 million yuan as his daily car.

What's more, Zhu Mo also has a top-of-the-line supercar as a birthday gift, the Aston Martin One-77, which is limited to 77 units worldwide and is worth 4.7 million yuan. That's really enviable!
Liang Yaodong: "Auntie is so good to you. If she could be my... 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 respond, just looked at the passing scenery outside the window.

Liang Yaodong said to himself, "They are boyfriend and girlfriend, but they haven't made it official. If they are not, the whole world knows that they are close. My uncle is always around your mother and keeps his chastity for her. My grandmother urged them a few years ago, but now she doesn't urge them anymore and says let them do whatever they want..."

At this moment, the car suddenly braked to a stop!

(End of this chapter)