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43: Mo's Forced Marriage

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    43

    Mu Ziqing knew he was waiting here, and said politely, "Uncle, please tell me."

    "Although you and Shanshan are not childhood sweethearts growing up, you have been studying in the same school since high school. You can count as half a childhood sweetheart. Now you have been engaged for a few months. I found a fortune teller a few days ago.  I made a guess. It is said that today is an auspicious day in two months. How about your wedding being held on a certain date. Hey, I am already old. Shanshan has a good man like you to take care of her.  I'm relieved too."

    Mo Changshan sighed helplessly, and suddenly looked like an old man who was about to go to the ground.  In fact, he is only in his fifties this year.  No medical history, very healthy.

    Mu Ziqing's eyes were lowered. If he remembered correctly, the bidding for the Chengxi New Town project would be in two and a half months.

    Mu Ziqing smiled lightly, but the smile didn't reach his eyes: "I will tell my father about this. You know that my father is superstitious."

    When he said that, Mo Changshan's face darkened all of a sudden. Isn't this clearly a refusal?

    Mu Ziqing naturally knew that he had changed his face, but he just ignored it. He didn't care when he got married before, but today he suddenly didn't want to get married.

    "That's right, Mr. Mu always believes in God." That's what he said, but Mo Changshan was thinking about other things in his heart. If this trick doesn't work, can he use the next one?

    Knock knock, someone knocked on the door outside: "Dad, Ziqing can come down to eat." Mo Nishan's shy voice came.

    "Ziqing, let's go down." Mo Changshan smiled, but there was a flash of calculation in his eyes.

    In the restaurant, Mo Nishan's mother, Zhang Qingliu, placed the dishes and chopsticks herself.  Seeing Mu Ziqing was all smiles.

    "Come on, sit down, Ziqing, don't be restrained, just like your own home." Mo Changshan said with a hearty smile.

    The dining table is rectangular, Mo Changshan sits at the main table, Zhang Qingliu sits on his right, Mu Ziqing sits on the left, and Mo Nishan sits beside him.

    "Ziqing, try it, I made your favorite braised lion's head with my own hands." Mo Nishan shyly put a piece into Mu Ziqing's bowl.

    Looking at the braised lion's head in the bowl, Mu Ziqing's thoughts drifted away. More than a year ago, a woman pestered him to ask him what kind of food he likes to eat, and wanted to show him the demeanor of a chef.  Unable to bear her pestering, he told her that he loves braised lion's head, but the lion's head was not braised, the kitchen caught fire, and a certain woman almost got braised.

    "Ziqing, Ziqing, what's wrong with you?" Mo Nishan called him several times in succession.

    Mu Ziqing came back to his senses and said: "It's nothing, I just remembered the braised lion's head that my mother made back then."

    Hearing that the other three were a little embarrassed, Mo Changshan came back to his senses and said, "From now on, let Shanshan do it for you often."

    "OK."

    "Hey, I recently got a new bottle of good wine. Ziqing is here today, so I'll go get it out." Mo Changshan smiled and went to his wine cabinet.

    "Oh, Dad is so partial. I asked him to give me a taste, but he was reluctant." Mo Nishan said with an aggrieved face.

    Mo Changshan went into the wine cabinet, looking at the top red wine that he had finally obtained with some distress, his heart was ruthless, for the sake of his daughter and the future of the Mo family.  A bottle of wine is nothing.

    Take out two small bottles from the dark compartment of the wine cabinet, and pour a little medicine powder into the wine bottle from one bottle.

    The drug and the powder are added together, as long as Mu Ziqing drinks it, then he is not meat on the chopping board.  When the time comes, the uncooked rice will be cooked, and he won't let it go.  The wedding two months later must be held as scheduled, hmph.

    Mo Changshan took the wine to the restaurant, and Mo Nishan obediently took the wine and filled the four of them.

    Mu Ziqing picked up the wine glass, sniffed it and said, "It really is good wine."

    "Ziqing, have a toast." Mo Changshan raised his cup.  .

    Mu Ziqing clinked glasses with him, and drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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