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

It was noon when the black Rolls-Royce stopped at the ink house.

The sun is warm and the breeze is not dry.

The yard was exceptionally quiet, only the sound of the hostess and heroine on the TV crying heart-piercingly through the open door.

The man stepped straight into the living room, only to see a soft little dumpling in a gray sweater.

The little guy sat cross-legged on the sofa, with a snack in his mouth, and a remote control in his hand, fast forwarding from time to time.

"Oh, why are you still not reconciled!"

"The male lead is so stupid. If I were the female lead, I definitely don't want him."

He complained a lot.

Mo Junzhe stopped, "Don't watch it if you don't like it, there's so much nonsense."

The little guy looked over and saw his father with an ugly face, blinking his eyes and not speaking.

The man took the water from the servant and scanned the TV screen with a gloomy face, just in time to see the scene where the heroine fainted from crying...

"You know how to watch these unnutritious things? You should watch cartoons at your age!"

"Cut, is your favorite Peppa Pig nutritious?"

The man paused slightly, and his voice froze for an instant, "Mo Xiaobao, are you breathing more and more?"

"Hmph, Dad, you are in a bad mood."

The air was suffocated for a second.

The next moment, Mo Junzhe put down the glass in his hand, and his black eyes swept over, "You know I'm in a bad mood and dare to make trouble?"

Mo Xiaobao just felt a chill down his spine, and everything felt wrong for a moment.

He coughed twice, and immediately sat up straight, "Dad! Xiaobao can help you with the right medicine."

The little guy followed, his chubby little hand gently took the remote control back, and then tugged at the corner of the man's clothes.

"You just made Ranran unhappy. Recently, Ranran doesn't like to talk to you, Xiaobao can see it."

"And... Ranran left early this morning, obviously because she didn't want to see you."

He touched his chin lightly, with an expression of "Dad, you are so miserable".

Mo Junzhe looked at that somewhat childish face, and picked it up with one hand, "We'll talk after we think about it."

"Oh, Dad, don't always touch your hands!"

The little guy is extremely witty, now that Ranran is not at home, if he offends his father and gets beaten up, no one can help him out.

He immediately put on a flattering smile, and smiled innocently and innocently at him, "Although Ranran doesn't want to talk to her father, she will miss Xiaobao! Xiaobao can call her."

Mo Junzhe looked at the little guy's round face, his eyes suddenly darkened a little.

"It's better to find it in person than to call."

"What?"

"Your Ranran's hand injury has not healed yet, and he is not familiar with the place in Yancheng, so he needs to be taken care of."

what?

The little guy scratched his hair, "Ke Ranran is on a business trip."

The two discussed it as if no one else was there.

Over there, the butler stood silently by the side without saying a word.

It's just that at this moment, looking at the young master who is gradually taking the bait, the smile on his face can hardly hold back.

Ginger is still old and hot, young master, you didn't realize that this is the original purpose of the husband?

Sure enough, Mo Junzhe narrowed his eyes quickly, as if mentioning it casually.

"The folks in Yancheng are tough. I heard that the partners she contacted this time all have unusual backgrounds."

"I don't know what will happen if I let her take over the contract that Mr. Lin didn't get done before."

what? !

"Could it be that Ranran will be bullied?!"

The little guy suddenly tensed up.

He quickly turned off the TV, put on his slippers and ran to the room, "Pick up your things right now, Dad, wait for me!"