He looked at Ji Ming with a cold face: "Why don't you get out?"
Ji Ming touched his nose, so speechless
Damn it, two women are fighting, shouldn't you be the culprit?
Why, get angry at him?
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In the car, Mu Zhao¡¯s hands and feet were tied, and even his mouth was sealed.
Mo Nian looked at her sympathetically, her eyes watery.
She felt very uneasy and thought it would be safer to go back to Mo's house.
She opened her mouth, but hesitated: "Uncle Shengcan you please take me back to the Mo family's old house?"
Sheng Xixiu and Mo Linyuan are the same age. It is normal for Mo Nian to call him uncle according to Mo Linyuan's seniority. He has always called him uncle like this before
However, being called uncle in front of Mu Zhao made Sheng Xixiu extremely uncomfortable.
In other words, Mu Zhao and Mo Nian are of the same age and generation.
He was really worried that one day when he was pressing Mu Zhao to do it, she would call him uncle in disgust.
It¡¯s not difficult for him to guarantee that he will be soft!
Sheng Xixiu has always been calm and cool, let alone facing people other than Mu Zhao. Even if his tone is calm, even if he bites a word, Mo Nian is afraid.
He said: "Yeah."
Mo Nian whispered thank you, looking at the pitiful Mu Zhao, she couldn't bear to have the courage to intercede: "Uncle Sheng, Ah Zhao is young and ignorant, and she has been pampered since she was a child. She has always been her little devil. You have never suffered a loss or learned a lesson, and now that the Mu family is in this situation again you are also stimulated so you"
Sheng Xixiu knew what she was going to say, so he interrupted ruthlessly and coldly: "You can't protect yourself, so why are you begging for mercy?"
Hearing this, Mo Nian lowered her eyes slightly and rubbed her hands together uneasily.
? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? ? It been the first time in more than ten years that I have fallen out with my uncle
You can imagine!
Sometimes she really envied Muzhao, who was full of vigor and vitality; she also envied Conscience, who was fearless and fearless.
She is the only one who lives a dark, damp and undignified life!
***
The old house of the Mo family is located in the back alley of the Southern Tang Dynasty with rich ancient culture.
The nostalgic blue bricks and black tiles reflect Shen Ru¡¯s long-lasting generosity.
And because they have been doing business for generations, Mo Linyuan¡¯s generation is even more prosperous and a mainstay in the business world, but it cannot be summed up by prosperity.
In short, a true Confucian businessman lurking in low-key luxury!
The car stopped in front of the painted door. Mu Zhao raised his eyes and looked at the man standing against the light at the door.
??At night, the viewing lights are dim, and the man covered in a bright light looks lonely and indifferent.
Mu Zhao thought that Mo Linyuan must have received a call from Sheng Xixiu and was waiting here while waiting.
Although they were not close together, Mu Zhao could still smell the man's cold and indifferent aura.
Dadi, Mo Nian is having a hard time tonight.
But now her hands and feet are tied up, and the only thing that moves her body is a pair of angry eyes, and there is nothing she can do to help.
Mo Nian's hand has already fallen on the doorknob. She looked at Mu Zhao with deep eyes and said quietly: "Ah Zhao, I'm going back. Take good care of yourself."
Mu Zhao seems carefree, but her nerves are sensitive and delicate.
With the deep darkness in Mo Nian's eyes, she could see the sadness in her heart.
She whimpered and struggled, but couldn't say anything.
Mo Nian knew what she was talking about, and smiled with relief: "He is my brother-in-law. No matter how he treats me, in the Mo family, he is the mostresponsible benefactor to me"
After saying that, Mo Nian got out of the car.
Following, Sheng Xixiu rolled down the window and looked at Mo Linyuan who had already walked over.
Mo Linyuan glanced at a new watch on Mo Nianhao's white wrist without trace, and his eyes were unfathomable.