Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

Sylvia was not happy to be questioned face to face.

She walked down the stairs step by step, with a sneer on her lips, and said to Mo Zhenhua strangely: "This uncle's Chinese is probably taught by the physical education teacher?? He didn't even figure out the meaning of the idioms, so he misused them on others. It's easy to get into trouble like this!"

Said she was a troublesome beauty?Hehe, if you don't do something, I'm really sorry for the name.

Seeing his father's face gradually turning livid, Mo Junhui quickly stepped forward to hold Sylvia and winked at her.

It's a pity that girls who are used to being crazy usually don't take anyone seriously, not to mention that Sylvia doesn't regard Mo Zhenhua as an elder at all, so why should she give him face? ?
It was clearly the old man who insulted her first, so couldn't she fight back?She is not stupid!

Mo Zhenhua sized up Sylvia with extremely critical eyes, and his tone was contemptuous: "It's okay for you to lie to my son with an uneducated yellow-haired girl, and want to fool me? You are still young!"

When he was in society, the child hadn't been born yet, right? ?Such a childish lie can be fabricated.

Exorcism?Hard life? ?Hehe, I'm afraid I just came here to try my luck because I knew about their family's situation. Who would have thought that idiot fell into someone else's trap.

"If you think I'm lying, it doesn't matter. Anyway, your son begged me to come, and I didn't want to come to your house. Since you don't welcome me so much, then I'll go. Who cares about staying here? ?”

Sylvia is also a stubborn girl, she can bear anything, but she can't be angry, especially with such a bad old man.

She turned around and was about to go upstairs when she suddenly thought of something and stopped in her tracks: "No, I must at least fill my stomach before leaving, otherwise I will suffer a lot."

After finishing speaking, he even smiled at Mo Junhui pointingly, implying that he ate himself up last night and she must replenish her strength.

"The smog!" Mo Zhenhua cursed angrily, and strode upstairs, so as not to stay here and see that girl so angry that her blood pressure would soar.

There was no disliked old man chattering beside him, and Sylvia's mood was obviously much better.

She seemed to be in no one's land, rummaging around in the kitchen to find things, humming an unknown song, the rhythm was very fast, and Mo Junhui felt that it was not mainstream.

When she opened the huge refrigerator with full expectation, the smile on Sylvia's face froze in an instant.

His eyes widened in disbelief: "Is there anything wrong!?? Your house is so big, the kitchen is so big, even the refrigerator is so big, and there is nothing!? Could it be that you and your old man are gods, don't need Eat something??"

Mo Junhui looked around with some embarrassment: "Uh...all the servants at home are on long vacation, Daddy and I usually eat outside, and we don't open fire at home."

As if hearing the Arabian Nights, Sylvia's eyeballs almost fell to the ground.

"Even if the servants are on vacation, it's impossible for them all to leave all at once, right?" Something flashed in her mind, and she suddenly asked, "Could it be because your house is haunted?"

To be honest, before coming here, she always felt that Mo Junhui was looking for an excuse to trick herself into following, and it was nothing more than a matter of love between men and women.

Unexpectedly, this seemingly luxurious and outrageously large villa turned out to be a haunted house! !

Nodding discouraged, Mo Junhui leaned on the kitchen counter: "Otherwise, why would I invite you back? Do you think I'm joking?"

He almost didn't have the courage to stay in this house any longer, so how could he still be in the mood to joke?

Sylvia thought about it seriously for a while: "But I didn't think there was anything wrong last night! Could it be that the battle between the two of us was so intense that those 'things' didn't dare to come?"

Mo Junhui, who was drinking water, choked on her words, and coughed violently, his face was flushed from coughing, and he couldn't recover for a long time.

He never knew that doing that kind of thing could drive away ghosts...

After finally seeing a box of yogurt in the corner of the refrigerator, Sylvia couldn't wait to take it out, only to find that it had expired.

Throwing the yogurt into the trash bin sullenly, she was full of impatience: "What the hell is this place? There's nothing! Forget it, I'd better go!"

Mo Junhui was in a hurry: "Don't leave! I still want to see what's going on tonight!"

No matter what the old man's attitude is, he has decided to keep this person anyway.

Even if a dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor, the situation has reached the point where it is today, can it be worse? ?
But such a luxurious place doesn't even have the basic conditions to fill your stomach, so how could Sylvia be willing to stay? ?

She shook off Mo Junhui's hand and stared at him fiercely: "What's so good about it? Your house is nothing but a bare house! There is nothing but a house and furniture! Am I going to starve to death here??"

Enough!

I was drinking all the time last night, and I didn't have anything to fill my stomach at all, so I spent most of the night when I came back.

Naturally, I don’t feel hungry when I’m sleeping. When I wake up, even the Temple of the five internal organs is revived. Now even my stomach starts to protest. If I don’t eat anything, I will be the one to suffer.

In the end, Mo Junhui made a compromise. He took Sylvia out for a big meal, went to the supermarket to buy a lot of snacks and food, and "by the way" went to the mall to pick out a few sets of clothes for Sylvia. .

Throwing all the spoils on the bed, Sylvia couldn't hide her excitement and began to try on clothes.

Putting on the upper body one by one, turning around in front of the mirror several times to appreciate himself, and kept asking Mo Junhui if he looked good.

Mo Junhui never knew how to socialize with women. Women used to be a tool to warm his bed for him, and he didn't need to spend his energy to please--
Anyway, no matter what type of woman it is, isn't it just because of his money?If there is anything unhappy, just throw a check in the past.

Even if you don't give money, sending bags and jewelry can make a woman smile in an instant, so women are the most superficial animals.

Just like Sylvia, didn't she just buy a few sets of designer clothes?It can actually make her happy for so long, I have never seen the world!
However, Mo Junhui only dared to complain about these words in his heart, he would not say them out loud.

Sylvia is still needed very much now, if she is irritated and leaves in a fit of anger, who knows if those weird things will happen again in this villa? ?
Mo Zhenhua's countermeasures are ridiculous.

Every night, he turns on the light in the bedroom and sleeps with earplugs. He feels that as long as he can't hear any sound, there will be no fear in his heart.

Although this is no different from stealing one's ears and stealing one's bell, at least he feels better.

In comparison, Mo Junhui was extremely weak, his psychological endurance was on the verge of collapse, and he urgently needed someone to help him.

With material comfort, Sylvia of course stopped clamoring to leave, and lived in Mo's villa with peace of mind.

But there is a problem they all have to solve - that is the problem of food and clothing.

The servants were all afraid of death, and no one wanted to come back to work. They were afraid that they would be haunted by evil spirits, and they didn't want any accidents.

What's more, the Mo family's current economic situation has already started to decline. Anyone who follows the news knows that Mo Zhenhua has been in trouble recently, and it is said that he has sold his Mo's shares.

If it weren't for the dead end, how could he be willing to sell his shares? ?
Everyone is not stupid, and they are also afraid that they will not be paid after returning to work. Isn't that equivalent to no use? ?
Mo Junhui bought a lot of ingredients, but how can a young master like him know how to cook? Not to mention Sylvia, she is good at eating, drinking and having fun, in the kitchen?
That's what Obasan can do.

Don't even expect Mo Zhenhua to cook, even if he knows how to cook, it is impossible for him to serve the two little ones every day.

He still has to run around, asking someone to help him through this difficult time.In fact, he already suspected that the internal turmoil in the Mo Group had something to do with Feng Yiran, and only Feng Yiran had the power to turn clouds and storms like that.

Coupled with the grievances and resentments between him and Mo Xiangnan, didn't it just give Feng Yiran the motivation to attack the Mo Group? ?
It was at this time that Mo Zhenhua finally understood.

At the beginning, Feng Yiran took the initiative to seek him to cooperate, probably because of the situation like today, right? ?
He was praised first, making him feel that Mo's Group was about to embark on the road of happiness, and then another plot took a sharp turn, driving him to a dead end.

Hehe, what you are playing is heartbeat, right?Mo Zhenhua wanted to see what else he could do with Young Master Feng.

The old fox is still too optimistic, he really doesn't understand Feng Yiran's personality.Once Young Master Feng wants to deal with someone, he will not leave any way for the other party to survive, let alone let the other party see hope.

No matter who or what kind of relationship Mo Zhenhua is looking for, the end result is the same: helpless.

Everyone in the business world seemed to have been notified in advance, so they either made excuses to avoid Mo Zhenhua, or shirked that their company's turnover was not very good recently.

All in all, the names written in Mo Zhenhua's notebook, those who have the ability to help him out of the predicament, almost all wiped out Mo Zhenhua's hope.

There are not many stocks left in the Mo Group in his hands, and there are still people who are quietly buying stocks. I heard that several shareholders are planning to sell them, because the conditions offered by the other party are indeed too attractive.

If someone holds the largest proportion of shares in the Mohs Group, the entire company will be reshuffled.

What else could Mo Zhenhua do with nothing? ?With no source of income, what will the father and son rely on to survive? ?

After another day of running around outside, Mo Zhenhua returned home with his exhausted body, haggard and emaciated.

In a short period of time, he looked like he was ten years older. Every day when he opened his eyes, he felt the pressure like an invisible boulder, making him completely out of breath.

On the way back just now, because he was in a trance, he almost got into a car accident.

Having been used to having a driver for so many years, and only recently started driving by himself, Mo Zhenhua found it difficult to adapt for a while.

It's fine when the road conditions are good, but as long as it's the rush hour for commuting and there are many cars, he will be so nervous that his palms will sweat.

Slow down involuntarily, and the car behind will keep honking its horn, and he is afraid that he will not be able to maintain a safe distance between cars when he drives fast.

Such days are really enough!
Mo Zhenhua felt as if he had gotten into a dead end, bumping into walls everywhere, but couldn't even find a big exit.

Just after opening the door, he heard a strange sound, panting mixed with groans, turning his head, Mo Zhenhua saw Mo Junhui and Sylvia lying on the sofa in disheveled clothes, doing something that made people blush.

"What kind of dignity are you doing!??"