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

Unjust is doomed to destruction

"Fengyuan? We received a report. Someone accused you of intentional injury. Come with us."

"I don't have me, it's not that I can't!" Fengyuan quickly denied it three times.

Feng Yaozu over there hurried over, trying to calm down temporarily.

But the police were obviously acting in a business-like manner, barely giving him a chance to speak, and directly held Fengyuan up.

"It's not like that...that's just a joke, don't catch me!"

Fengyuan turns pale with shock.

There are still many people who haven't left yet, and at this moment, various sounds of taking pictures are heard around.

She quickly covered her face.

"Don't shoot me! Don't shoot!"

"It turns out she did it. It's shameless to play such a dirty trick."

"Now she is afraid that her reputation will be ruined. She really deserves it."

The surrounding discussions were like gangrene, and they kept rushing into Fengyuan's ears.

She could only lower her head and cover her face vigorously, deceiving herself that nothing would happen...

……

not far away.

Bai Xiran, who watched this scene quietly, frowned, somehow feeling something was wrong.

Although it's just a farce.

"Fengyuan was taken away just like that?"

Mo Junzhe came from behind, only said "um", and left the show with the mother and son.

"It's just self-inflicted, no sympathy is needed."

"Do I look like someone who would sympathize with her?" Bai Xiran blinked, looking at Fengyuan who was surrounded by the media just after she came out of the show, without any sympathy in her heart.

Some are just happy.

……

It was already dark when we returned to the ink house.

The little guy put down his schoolbag and rushed into the kitchen, "Is there anything delicious, Xiaobao is hungry!"

He opened the grid familiarly...

"Eat and eat, you know what to eat. Grandpa didn't see it here?" Old Man Mo appeared outside the kitchen door at some point, and looked at the little devil inside, his face was all wrinkled.

And the little guy was holding a piece of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, which happened to be stuffed in his mouth.

The old man hated iron for being weak, "It doesn't look like the Mo family at all!"

Xiaobao groaned and chirped twice, but decided to treat his grandfather better.

Then he squeezed out a flattering smile, and put his greasy hand on the corner of the old man's clothes, as if passing by casually, he wiped it off...

"Grandpa, Xiaobao is on winter vacation."

"So?" The old man was very upset that he was being so naughty, but now that the little guy came over and coaxed him softly, he began to soften his heart again.

"So Xiaobao can have a lot of time to play with grandpa." Mo Xiaobao blinked his big black and white eyes, innocent and cute, "Isn't grandpa happy to see Xiaobao often?"

This... is naturally happy.

Mr. Mo really couldn't say anything against his will.

He finally stretched out his hand to hold the little guy.

It was not until the living room that he took a napkin to help him wipe off the greasy corners of his mouth, and said in a low voice, "Go and call your father to the study."

"Good!"

……

Bai Xiran downloaded some pictures from the show and saved them.

By the way, he posted a circle of friends, "This year has a good ending and...you will die if you do too many injustices." The accompanying picture is a picture of Mo Junzhe's catwalk.

I don't know which photographer made it, but the man is wearing clothes of the same color in a world with a black background, and his hands are casually rubbing on his pockets, but his steps are steady.Coupled with the sharp eyes and the powerful aura around him, the effect of the shooting is amazing!

After a while, there were countless messages below...