The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

Li Ze'an had never met that old man.

He thought for a while, but he didn't mention it any more. His beautiful face was wrinkled, and he only raised his eyebrows slightly, "So what's Yinyin's plan? Now... she can be regarded as a defector."

After a pause, he asked, "Do you want to notify the people above?"

The implication is that they can be just citizens.

Mo Junzhe fell silent, his brows furrowed in heroic spirit, his slender fingers held the cigarette, and he directly extinguished it.

"According to me, it must be done."

The man's voice is hoarse.

He is not a kind person. The "Mr. Mo" from the outside world has always only had a few adjectives: indifference and ruthlessness.And Feng Yinyin... is the most obvious enemy.

In the past, he had made a lot of enemies, and Feng Yinyin was nothing, but now there are two helpless people in the family, so he naturally needs to be more considerate in everything.

Li Ze'an was stunned, "I'm afraid the old man is not happy."

He just answered the phone call from old man Mo.

The express hints are already very obvious, he is now in the Feng family, and he has agreed to the conditions of the old man who is over a hundred years old, canceling the previous promise.

But there is only one condition, let's let the wind go.

"The Feng family is outside, so there shouldn't be any other illegitimate children, right?"

Mo Junzhe said "Yes", "Although Fengyuan is an illegitimate daughter, she was raised by Feng's family when she was a child."

Such a traditional and conservative family will not allow their own blood to flow outside.

Li Ze'an parted his lips and smiled, spread his hands and said, "In that case, why don't you just leave it to my sister-in-law?"

This is not a bad idea.

After Mo Junzhe nodded slightly, he finally stood up straight, a look of contemplation flashed across his furrowed brows, and he quickly restrained himself, and said in a deep voice, "Have someone go to Fengcheng to make arrangements in advance."

"No problem, I'll let Xiong Xi do it himself."

The man opened his long legs, his gloomy black eyes looming in the dim light, covered with a thin layer of sternness.

Li Ze'an seemed to be used to it, waved his hands and spoke to the walking figure, "I'll let you know when it's done."

There was a deep "hmm" in the distance.

……

Mo Junzhe went straight to the parking lot.

The night in early spring is slightly cool.

The black Maybach was driving on the brightly lit road, at a steady speed, and arrived at the Mozhai in four to ten minutes.

The yard was still lit.

The security guard on duty saw him coming in and greeted him from a distance.

Pushing open the porch door, there was only one porch lamp left in the room.

The man went straight upstairs and opened the closed door of the master bedroom, but what he saw was an exceptionally flat room.

The butler, who was still asleep, came over with his clothes on, and said in a very low voice, "Madam slept with the young master, and said that you came back and let me know...don't disturb her."

The butler said the last few words in a very low voice.

He raised his head to look at his husband, and sure enough, seeing the cold expression on his face, he took a few steps back knowingly, "It's getting late, sir, go to bed earlier."

The old butler was getting older, and his sleep time was gradually decreasing. He would definitely get up early tomorrow, so he went downstairs quickly.

The man on the second floor didn't hesitate at all, and walked out of the little guy's room almost the moment the old housekeeper finished speaking.

Gently push the door open.

It's quiet inside... as far as the eye can see, there is tranquility, only the faint moonlight shining in from the window.