Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

Hearing Young Master Feng's name at first, Mo Junhui was also momentarily stunned, but then he reacted, and immediately put on a smiley expression.

It was even more exciting than writing him a check for 1000 million on the spot, and he jumped up happily.

"That's right! Daddy, if he makes a move, then we can tide over the difficulties. Don't worry about those old antiques in the company not handing over the power to you??"

In any case, it was Xisheng International who took the initiative to find him at the beginning, saying that he wanted to cooperate with their Mo Group.

At that time, Mo Zhenhua stole the limelight in front of a lot of shareholders, and he felt that he was the one who managed the Mo Group so well that Xisheng International took a fancy to it.

Because of this relationship, Young Master Feng still wants to show some face to Mo Zhenhua, right? ?

While Mo Junhui was overjoyed, he didn't forget that Feng Yiran lived in City A: "Daddy, do we have to fly to China?"

Mo Zhenhua gave him a blank look, and pointed at Mo Junhui's head: "Are you here for decoration? Use your brain more!"

What time is this?They are almost out of ammunition and food, and save all expenses if they can!
To go to China, the round-trip air ticket alone costs at least nearly 2 RMB, not to mention eating and living there.

If he hadn't learned that Feng Yiran had come to France when he got together with his old friend that night, Mo Zhenhua wouldn't have thought about it. Not everyone can see Young Master Feng.

The father and son changed into the most affordable outfits, washed and dressed up, obediently went to the hotel to check out, and left the hotel with their luggage and clothes.

Watching their car go away, all the hotel staff breathed a sigh of relief.

I'm afraid there is only one common thought in everyone's mind: finally send these two plague gods away!
When the servant came to report that there were two Mr. Mo asking to see him outside the door, Feng Yiran and Xiao Ziqing looked at each other, and then smiled at each other knowingly.

"See you?" On this issue, Young Master Feng is very democratic, and will definitely ask his wife's opinion first.

Xiao Ziqing shrugged, with an expression of indifference: "Anyway, I have nothing to do, so see you soon! I want to see what the father and son look like now."

Especially after talking on the phone with Zhong Yu, she wanted to see the embarrassment in Master Zhong's mouth even more.

Feng Yiran glanced at Xiao Ziqing angrily: "You, even if you are pregnant with two babies, you still don't want to settle down. Don't get excited later, it's not worthwhile to get angry."

Fearing that she wouldn't be able to stay and watch the show, Xiao Ziqing nodded hastily: "Yeah, I'm definitely not excited."

What is she excited about?Naturally, her husband will take care of the two father and son in the Mo family, so she is happy to be at leisure.

After receiving Feng Yiran's instructions, the servant let Mo Zhenhua and his son go, but the politeness could faintly make people feel a kind of arrogance of a rich family——
There's no way, most of Young Master Feng's people have this problem.

Alas, how can a person not bow his head under the eaves?Seeing the servant's haughty expression, Mo Junhui wanted to get angry several times, but was stopped abruptly by Mo Zhenhua.

He made a look at Mo Junhui, signaling his son not to mess around on other people's land.

If it's someone else, that's fine, but this is Young Master Feng!They came here on a special trip to beg, so they had to have the attitude of begging, even if they wanted to be humble, they had to endure it.

"President Feng, I'm taking the liberty to bother you..." Mo Zhenhua greeted Feng Yiran humbly, only to find that Xiao Ziqing was also sitting there when he looked back.

He quickly put on a more enthusiastic attitude: "Mrs. Feng is here too? Hello, long time no see, you are still so beautiful!"

At this time, he said flattering words with obvious flattery, no matter how he looked at it, he thought it was ridiculous.

Xiao Ziqing suppressed a smile, saw Mo Zhenhua's funny appearance, but said sourly: "Oh, Mr. Mo is here? What's the matter with you? Are you not in good health recently? You look very haggard!"

Who wouldn't play dumb?Hehe, it's so boring to stay at home and raise a baby. The old fox hit the muzzle, so let him be the unlucky guy who vented his anger!

Feng Yiran calmly and lightly pinched Xiao Ziqing from behind, implying that she had enough time.

Don't be too obvious, it's not fun to tear your face apart.

He wasn't afraid of falling out with Mo Zhenhua, but the game was getting to the exciting part, and the "toy" was scared away, so what else were they playing?
Mo Zhenhua could naturally hear the sarcasm in Xiao Ziqing's tone, and he didn't dare to fight back, so he could only endure it silently.

He had to swallow this useless breath no matter what, who made this woman the wife of First Young Master Feng? ?

According to rumors from the outside world, young master Feng doted on his wife to the point of lawlessness, and often left work to be with his wife.

To put it simply, as long as you can please Mrs. Feng and let her help you with a few words of kindness in front of Young Master Feng, the effect will be extraordinary.

After adjusting his mentality, Mo Zhenhua signaled Mo Junhui to put the things in his hands on the coffee table.

That old face still had a flattering smile: "Mrs. Feng, this is a little thought from us. I hope you and President Feng will accept it."

Mo Junhui also wanted to leave a little impression in front of the big shot, so he actively picked up the bouquet of flowers, walked up to Xiao Ziqing, and offered them with both hands.

Unexpectedly, it was his action that changed Feng Yiran's face.

Young Master Feng, who was originally sitting, suddenly stood up, and with a big wave of his hand, knocked the bouquet away from Mo Junhui's hand.

He was furious and said, "Who told you to bring in the flowers!? Hurry up and throw them out!!"

After yelling at Mo Junhui, Feng Yiran nervously checked Xiao Ziqing's situation again: "Are you okay?? Hold your breath, do you feel uncomfortable now?"

Xiao Ziqing looked at the man's deep eyes in puzzlement, and when she caught the narrowness, she also acted cooperatively.

Clutching his chest, pretending to be in pain, he gasped for breath: "I, I seem to be having difficulty breathing...Baby, baby will be okay??"

While moaning in "pain", he stroked his abdomen, vividly acting out the symptoms of hay fever allergies.

Mo Zhenhua's expression changed accordingly, and he hurriedly asked his son to get the flowers out.

But my heart is like fifteen buckets fetching water-up and down, originally I wanted to do some public relations, to see if I could get close and make some connections.

It's good now, but he accidentally caused a big disaster, why didn't he do his homework in advance? ?

If they knew that Young Master Feng's wife had pollen allergies, they wouldn't buy flowers if they were killed!Alas, after all the calculations, I still missed this most critical step.

With a livid face, Feng Yiran picked up Xiao Ziqing and strode upstairs without leaving a word.

When passing by Mo Junhui's side, Young Master Feng let out a heavy "hum" to express his dissatisfaction.

But those cold eyes pierced Mo Junhui's heart like sharp knives, making him tremble in fright, his legs went limp, and he almost fell to the ground.

Only Mo Zhenhua and his son were left in the living room, and even the servants didn't know where they were, and they didn't dare to walk around casually, for fear of encountering bad luck again.

The two looked at each other, neither of them could think of any way out, except to wait obediently, there was no other way out.

Who told them to beg for help?Now even before we even started talking about the topic, such a situation happened, and every minute of waiting became a torment.

Mo Junhui was chanting something, and he didn't know what he was chanting. From time to time, he clasped his hands together and closed his eyes, with an expression of extreme piousness.

"What are you doing?" Mo Zhenhua asked displeased.

He was already upset, but seeing his son's stupidity made him even more angry.Usually I don't see him making much progress, but now the ones praying to God and worshiping Buddha are really active.

Being stared at by his father, Mo Junhui also felt guilty, he said with a sneer: "I just pray that Mrs. Feng is fine, otherwise Young Master Feng won't remember us??"

"That's for sure." The servant who had just ushered them in was speaking, and now he was bringing a tray over to refill them with tea.

Regardless of whether the person sitting on the sofa is a guest or what his identity is, the servant said to himself: "Our husband treats Madam like a treasure, even if someone makes Madam lose a strand of hair, the culprit will not be the same." It will be better."

Having already glanced at Mo Junhui pointedly, the servant finished serving the tea, and then walked away calmly, not caring at all that these two "guests" would blame her for being impolite.

cut!Who would take the two of them as the same thing? ?
These two guys are also short-sighted, are their brains filled with paste? ?If the lady is really allergic to pollen, why is their estate full of all kinds of flowers?
Even if no flowers were planted, they came in with such a large bouquet, wouldn't the servants not see it? ?
They didn't notice such an obvious loophole. It seems that they are really anxious to ask the husband to do things, but the attitude of the husband is clearly playing them!

Otherwise, how could a small servant have the guts to talk to a guest like this?
The living room was terribly quiet, except for the "tick" sound made by the hands of the huge wall clock on the wall, which was the breathing of Mo Zhenhua and his son.

There was no movement upstairs, and the servants were missing——

It was useless for the servants to show up, and when they asked them what was the situation with Young Master Feng up there, they all didn't know what to do, and they said they didn't dare to casually ask about their master's life.

Well, here is a dilemma.

Mo Zhenhua slapped the armrest of the sofa angrily, he has never been so useless in his life!

If you stay here, you don't know how long you will have to wait before seeing First Young Master Feng again. Even if you do, they may not be in the mood to listen to their complaints.

Looking at the situation just now, Young Master Feng is probably not in a good mood at the moment. If he insists on speaking up, the affairs of the Mo Group will probably go bad.

But leaving like this is not justified!
Before they even had time to say a word about the business, an unexpected episode happened. If they left without saying goodbye, it would undoubtedly make Young Master Feng even more unhappy...

When the Mo family father and son were left hanging in the living room, Feng Yiran was lying on the bed with his lovely wife in his arms, taking a nap comfortably.

Before going to bed, Xiao Ziqing was still complacent because of having the old fox together, she was so happy that she didn't feel sleepy at all, and it took a long time for Young Master Feng to coax her before she was willing to sleep.

The two of them were very happy, but the two downstairs suffered.

Seeing that it was getting dark, and they didn't know where they would stay tonight, Young Master Feng would not be so kind to take them in.

Besides, this manor is big and deserted, so it might be easier to provoke "that kind of thing".

Just thinking about it, Mo Zhenhua and his son felt terrified. The world is so big, there is no room for them? ?