Mengbao came to the door: Dad is uglier than you

She turned her head and looked at Qiu Xiaochi again, "Mom?" Hawthorne's tone was full of doubts and incomprehensions. In the current situation, it was obvious that her mother suppressed Mo Yu's aura in a certain way, in other words Speaking of it, it seems that Mo Yu follows her, whether she loses her temper or does whatever she wants.

"Let me show you a joke.

"Qiu Xiaochi heaved a sigh of relief after Mo Yu walked out. Seeing her daughter's strange eyes in a blink of an eye, she couldn't help but also laughed. This smile was slightly embarrassed.

Hawthorne blinked, and there was even more confusion in his eyes, "Mom, what's going on? Didn't it mean that you had a fight with him? Didn't it mean that you were fainted by her anger?" In her In his imagination, it was Mo Yu who did something wrong to her mother, or something too extreme, and then completely passed out her mother.

But now, something seemed wrong, her mother didn't look like she woke up after being fainted.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, it's just a private matter between a man and a woman, so don't make a fuss about it.

"Qiu Xiaochi looked a little embarrassed, and said this matter lightly.

But Huo Sang remembered the harsh words he had just said to Mo Yu, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, "Mom, isn't he going to take you away?" Qiu Xiaochi coughed dryly, as if he couldn't be frank with his daughter. She said out loudly, "He meant to take me away, it's okay, Sangsang, I don't want to go with him now, I won't go, at least I have to watch your wedding.

"The topic suddenly turned to Hawthorne. Hawthorne froze for a moment, then his face burned, "I actually don't know when the wedding will be held. He said he will tell me when the time comes. Ah Yu is doing it.

"Yeah, just be a bride, don't worry about anything, just put on your wedding dress beautifully."

Qiu Xiaochi said with a smile, he had already stood up, and there was still some envy in his eyes, "Mom didn't wear a wedding dress when she was young. Now that I think about it, it's a regret. Girls your age are the most beautiful." up.

Hawthorne said immediately, "Mom, you are the most beautiful now. You are beautiful, even more beautiful than me."

Qiu Xiaochi smiled, but didn't deny it. He just thought of one thing and frowned, "During your wedding, there was a process..." "What process?" Hawthorne asked with a frown.

But just as she asked, looking at her mother's expression, she suddenly understood what process her mother was talking about.

In a traditional wedding, there is always a process in which the father hands the daughter over to the groom.

If it wasn't for Mo Yu, when Huo Sang thought Huo Silian was her father, she would never have thought of letting Huo Silian hold her hand and walk towards Xing Chenyou.

However, now there is Mo Yu.

"During your wedding, he wanted to hold your hand and hand you over to Xing Chenyou. He said, this is something your father must do.

"Qiu Xiaochi thought about Mo Yu's words, and wondered whether the word must is enough to describe it.

Mo Yu's original words were that he had to investigate Xing Chenyou again before deciding whether to hand over his daughter's hand to him at the wedding.

Therefore, in his heart, he had tacitly agreed that he must be holding Huo Sang's hand and handing her over to Xing Chenyou. He had never thought about whether Huo Sang would let him hold her hand.

These words made Qiu Xiaochi a little embarrassed, and didn't know how to tell Hawthorne.

Hawthorne froze for a moment, she hadn't considered this matter before, but now her mother suddenly asked her, and she suddenly felt a little at a loss.

"Mom, this matter..." "You don't have to panic too much. If you don't want to, just refuse him. If you can't refuse, then I will refuse for you. Why is he so comfortable? After all these years, I haven't paid anything, and I will have a good time at your wedding!" Qiu Xiaochi saw Huo Sang's embarrassment, and said immediately.

She didn't want her daughter to be in trouble. As for a certain Mo Yu, he already owed their mother and daughter a lot. Even if he rejected him now, he would at most feel uncomfortable, but he wouldn't say much.

"Wait till I think about it, let me think about it, Ma.

""it is good.

"After the mother and daughter said this, they were silent for a while.

Huo Sang stayed in the room with Qiu Xiaochi for more than an hour before coming out. When she came out, she saw Mo Yu sitting in the living room downstairs.

Mo Yu also heard the sound of the door opening upstairs, so he looked up and saw Hawthorne coming out.

The strange father and daughter looked at each other.

Hawthorne silently averted his eyes, turned and returned to his room.

When Little Xingxing returned to the living room, the furnishings had been restored in the living room, and it seemed that the mess just now had never happened.

Little Xingxing ran up to Mo Yu with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

"Grandpa, does my flower look good?" Mo Yu stared at the flower carefully for a few seconds and said seriously, "Your grandma doesn't like this red rose very much. Your grandma's favorite flower is daisy. Take away the red rose.

"Little Xingxing was stunned for a moment, he thought that grandpa would be very cooperative and said it looked good, but he didn't expect him to say such a sentence.

"Oh, then I'll replace it with Daisy.

"Little Xingxing pulled out the flowers, removed all the red roses, and most of the flowers in her hand became the daisies that Xiaoxing picked casually.

But he only picked a few matching roses at random, and all of a sudden, this bunch of flowers seemed very thin.

Little Xingxing looked at the flowers in his hand and hesitated, "Grandpa, does grandma really like this daisy?" Mo Yu said seriously, "Yes, your grandma will definitely like it.

"Little Xingxing was still hesitant, but seeing his grandfather's firm eyes, he believed it temporarily, turned around and ran upstairs at once.

"Grandma!" Little Xingxing knocked on the door, and then opened the door to go in.

Just as Little Xingxing went in, downstairs, Xing Chenyou came back.

Mo Yu looked at Xing Chenyou, and the eyes of the two men collided again in the air.

"I have something to talk to you about.

"Mo Yu thought of the bad breakup in the study yesterday, and the veins on his forehead twitched, but he couldn't help but said.

He can only discuss this matter with Xing Chenyou, it doesn't look like a business matter.

"Can.

"Xing Chenyou nodded, and then he wanted to raise his legs and walk upstairs, but suddenly changed direction and walked towards the study.

Mo Yu took a deep breath and reminded himself to keep calm, and then he walked towards the study that Xing Chenyou went to.

Xing Chenyou sat on the sofa, Mo Yu squinted his eyes, and walked to the window sill.

"What I want to talk to you about is your wedding.

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