Rebirth: My Stylish Crown Princess

"Mom, how could this happen? How could Prince Yu marry Mo Fei? This is simply an insult to him!" Mo Yuwei complained.

"Lou Yu, the third prince! Physique, S level, spiritual power, S level. How could this son of a bitch be picked up by him? Did the third prince see something in him?" Mo Yuwei thought.

Lin Xi frowned and thought to herself: "That son of a bitch refused one after another. I don't know what kind of person he will marry. Now even King Yu has proposed to him."

Lin Xi smiled bitterly and said: "All this was arranged by the imperial concubine, and there is nothing I can do about it."

Mo Yuwei frowned: "This is wrong!"

Their Mo family has been engaged in the mechanical parts business. They only have one company to their name, which is beyond the reach of ordinary people. But in the eyes of the royal family, this is nothing at all.

Lin frowned and said, "I heard that three of Prince Yu's fiancées died because he was a gangster of his other half. The Queen Mother had someone check the citizen information registration data and found that he was a perfect match for the third prince."

Mo Yuwei frowned: "Is there something in the imperial concubine's mind? How could she be a perfect match for the prince?"

Lin Yu frowned: "Don't jump to conclusions."

Mo Yuwei could only shut her mouth. The royal family are not the ones they should be gossiping about.

Mo Yi suddenly opened the door with excitement on his face, which startled Mo Fei who was eating secretly.

"Master, Master, you are famous."

Could it be that she was peeking at him sideways: "Famous? Haven't I always been famous?"

"Master, your reputation is very small, but this time you are really famous." Mo Yi's eyes lit up and he said.

Could it be that he was a little interested, "Really?"

Mo Yi nodded: "Yes, everyone on Starry Sky Network is talking about you."

Could it be that he clicked to open a post called "Prince Yu's fourth fiancée".

Then a horrifying picture jumped into their eyes.

"Wow! Who is so ugly?" Mo Fei was shocked.

"Master, that was you. Have you forgotten that half a year ago, you scared away your fifth fiancé with your "squinting nose" look?" Mo Yi said.

"Oh! This host is so resourceful. He investigated the backgrounds of seventeen of my fiancés. This is not an easy task. Good for him." Mo Fei praised.

"Yes, that's right. Every detail. He must have done a lot of work. What an idle man!" Mo Yi muttered to himself.

Mo Fei kept scrolling and found that there were thousands of comments on it!

A third follow-up comment read, "Damn! Who is this pervert? How dare such an ugly thing please our prince?"

A fourth follow-up comment: "Alas, poor Prince Yu! A flower on a pile of cow dung!"

A fifth follow-up commented, "What the fuck is going on? A man who has been dumped by so many people is being squeezed in next to our dear Prince Yu?"

Sixth follow-up comment: "Don't you ever let me meet that guy or I'll tear him to pieces! I'll let him know there's someone out of his reach!"

Seventh follow-up comment: "You're right. If I saw him I would cripple him."

Eight follow-up comments read, "Prince, even if all three of your fiancées die, because you are their gangster, I will not dislike you. I am not afraid. Don't give up on yourself. I am willing to marry you."

The ninth follow-up comment: "You are not the only one who is not afraid, I am not afraid either! Prince, I like you."

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Mo Fei rubbed his chin and said, "I think it's better for us to stay at home recently."

Mo Yi nodded and agreed: "Yes, yes, although those women's faces are beautiful, they all have sharp tongues. Master, look at this one. This beauty said she would skin you and use your bones." Make soup for the dogs.”

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