Genius cute baby is forbidden to touch porcelain

It was Mo Yunchu and Mo Siming who came to Gu's house.

Mo Yunchu thought that he could see Gu Pengzheng when he entered Gu's house, but he didn't expect that he couldn't even enter the door, and the person who came out to talk to him turned out to be a girl.

Mo Yun appeared in front of Sheng Chuxia, relying on himself as an elder, he asked with a straight face, "Where's Gu Pengzheng?"

Sheng Chuxia was sitting in the pavilion in the garden, and she gestured towards Mo Yunchu: "Would you like tea?"

The servants had already brewed a pot of tea in the pavilion in the garden, but now it was not the flowering season, and the wind was a bit strong, so it was not a good time to drink tea at all.

Mo Yun was so angry that his chest hurt, but he endured it. He sat opposite Sheng Chuxia and wrote down what happened to him today.

Sheng Chuxia made a cup of tea for Mo Yunchu, and made another cup of tea for Mo Siming who was standing by.

She said, "The moonlight is pretty good today, don't you think so?"

Mo Yun didn't even look at it, and said perfunctorily, "Yes."

He patiently said again and again: "I came here to see Gu Pengzheng."

Sheng Chuxia was not in a hurry, she said to Mo Siming: "Didn't you say that the world has nothing to do with you? Then you are not on the mountain, what are you doing here?"

Mo Siming lowered his eyes, made a gesture of Amitabha Buddha, and chanted unintelligible scriptures in his mouth.

She also wanted to go back, but the Mo family put pressure on the temple, and the temple dared not keep her.

She had given birth to two sons and a daughter in her life, but now she has nowhere to go.

Sheng Chuxia went on to say, "I heard that the Mo family still doesn't let you go back. You want to live here, right?"

Mo Siming didn't answer.

Mo Yunchu yelled angrily in a low voice, "This is my idea. I heard that Gu Yuan is back. They are still husband and wife legally. They should live together."

Sheng Chuxia smiled: "If you have been separated for two years, you can get a divorce."

Mo Yunchu smashed the cold teacup on the table: "I'll say it one last time, I want to talk to Gu Pengzheng."

Sheng Chuxia leaned back on the chair, the bamboo chair here was only hers with a cushion, she said: "Grandpa has already entrusted me with everything, if you have anything, just talk to me."

The veins on Mo Yun's forehead tensed up, and he took a sip of cold tea. The wind was strong, and the bamboo chair was still cold, making his fingers icy cold.

He gritted his teeth: "The fundamental reason for Qiao Tian's birth back then was that your Gu family did not find a good psychiatrist for my little daughter. If the psychiatrist was found to be a woman, the following things would not happen. So this matter, You, the Gu family, don't even try to get rid of the relationship."

Sheng Chuxia nodded: "But this Miss Mo, that is, your youngest daughter, before she married into the Gu family, she was in love with Dr. Wang. It's your Mo family who beat mandarin ducks."

"Presumptuous." Mo Yun scolded.

There was no smile on Sheng Chuxia's face anymore, she looked at Mo Yunchu coldly: "This is the Gu family, if you want to play wild, please look carefully at the place."

"What's more, it was your son Mo Weimin's idea that Dr. Wang came to see Miss Mo as a psychiatrist, so why do you think that grandpa still wants to see you?"

Mo Yunchu clenched his fingers: "I am Wei Ting's grandfather, believe it or not, as long as I break the news about the media, Wei Ting will be ruined."

Sheng Chuxia made a frightened expression: "Oh, you have to hurry to 'Grandpa', it will be late and there will be no heat, I've already thought up the title for you, it's called 'The scandal of the wealthy Mo family'" .”

Mo Yunchu interrupted Sheng Chuxia's words: "Presumptuous, you have such a sharp mouth, and you are not afraid of being torn apart."

Sheng Chuxia smiled, showing a signature smile, with white teeth: "I'm so scared, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep at night."

"You..." Mo Yunchu pointed at Sheng Chuxia, he had never seen such a woman before, "I think you need to learn what three obediences and four virtues are."

Sheng Chuxia uttered a catchphrase: "Master, he died early in the morning."

Mo Yunchu felt that there was nothing to talk about today, and he planned to come back another day, but he didn't believe it. He and Gu Pengzheng had been friends for so many years, and Gu Pengzheng would never see him until his death.

Mo Yunchu was about to leave when Sheng Chuxia said behind his back: "By the way, Mr. Mo still has an eldest son, right?"

"What do you want to say?"

Sheng Chuxia scratched the rim of the cup with her fingertips: "Your eldest son has stolen taxes all these years, and those things he did in private, you must clean up the tail."

"If I were you, I would give up the unusable pieces and keep the usable ones, instead of grabbing with both hands. In the end, I would lose the watermelon and pick up the sesame seeds, nothing."

Mo Yun waved his hands and left, Mo Siming followed behind him with lowered eyes, this is not the place for her to stay.

After the two walked away, Gu Weiting came out from the withered vines behind him, and he put his coat on Sheng Chuxia's back.

Sheng Chuxia asked: "That's your grandfather, am I going too far?"

"No, go in, it's too windy here."

Sheng Chuxia and Gu Weiting entered the house together.

Mo Yunchu and Mo Siming walked down the mountain. The Gu family was very big and there was a golf course. The car followed them slowly.

Mo Yun walked halfway, he stopped, and the car stopped too.

He took out a thermos from the car, unscrewed the lid and was about to drink, but suddenly stopped, and he glanced at Mo Siming.

Mo Siming was dressed very thinly. Although she was controlling, she could still see that she was shivering from the cold.

Mo Yunchu handed her the thermos: "Warm up."

Mo Siming took a step back, with a distant attitude: "No need."

"Let you drink, let you drink."

Mo Yunchu held up the thermos, Mo Siming lowered his eyes, and the two of them refused to let the other go.

Finally, Mo Yun said: "As long as you drink it, I will send you back to Taoyuan Mountain."

Only then did Mo Siming raise his eyes to look at Mo Yunchu, as if he was thinking about the truth of his words.

Mo Yunchu played the emotional card: "All these years, I have never asked you how you are doing. I used to look down on that surnamed Wang, and now I don't like the same. I think the Gu family is very good to you. Destination, but you don't cherish it yourself."

"Drink it, I'll let you go after drinking it, anyway, no matter before or now, you are useless to me."

Mo Siming's eyes were hot. She took the thermos and took a sip of the warm tea inside.

The warm tea entered the stomach, as if dispelling the cold brought by the weather.

Mo Siming took a few sips, then returned the thermos to Mo Yunchu.

Mo Yunchu poured out the remaining water in the thermos, and said, "Let's go, walk with me."

Mo Siming responded, "Okay."

The two walked towards the gate of Gu's house in silence, neither of them spoke again.

Seeing the gate from a distance, it seems that there are many people standing at the gate, holding up the camera, and the flashes are flashing non-stop.

At the same time that Mo Siming and Mo Yun had discovered the reporters, Sheng Chuxia and Gu Weiting had already discovered it.

Sheng Chuxia guessed: "Are you here to interview the Mo family and the Gu family for gossip?"

Gu Weiting was also puzzled: "I don't know."

The two of them looked at the picture from the camera together. It was not long after Mo Yun entered and left Gu's house that these reporters appeared.

Sheng Chuxia's eyelids were twitching, and she put her hands on her eyelids: "Why do I not feel well?"

"Xia Xia, you are overthinking." Gu Weiting comforted, "I will send some bodyguards to escort them out safely."

"also."

Sheng Chuxia still felt a little uneasy, as if something was about to happen, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong for a while.

Mo Yunchu and Mo Siming had already arrived at the gate, but neither of them got into the car.

Before the door was opened, the cameras and microphones of the reporters were poking in through the cracks in the iron door. If the iron door wasn't of good quality, they were afraid that the group of them would collapse the iron door.

"Master Mo, may I ask if your marriage with the Gu family still counts?"

"Master Mo, is the person behind you your little daughter Mo Siming? The person who framed her husband more than 20 years ago?"

"Master Mo, I heard that the two marriage partners were both born to the same mother. What's going on?"

"Have you come here to see Mr. Gu? How did you talk?"

"Please explain to us."

The reporter asked too many questions, and the flashes kept blinking.

Mo Yun raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet: "I will answer your questions one by one. First of all, about my coming here today."

"As for me, I think that Gu Pengzheng and I have known each other for so many years, so there should be some kind of affection and friendship, but I didn't see Gu Pengzheng today."

"My little girl and I just drank a cup of tea in the garden, specifically..."

Before Mo Yun finished speaking, Mo Siming, who was standing next to him, suddenly felt a pair of invisible hands twisting her heart hard. She clutched her heart, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of warm blood.

Mo Siming thought of the cup of tea in the thermos, she pointed at Mo Yunchu with her eyes wide open in disbelief.

Mo Yun came out with a look of panic, he seemed to be panicked, he covered Mo Siming's lips and nose with all his strength, as if trying to block the blood, but this also blocked Mo Siming's breathing.

Mo Siming's heart was so cramped that she couldn't speak, she was covered in cold sweat, and her breathing was blocked again. She kicked her feet like a fish out of water was jumping.

Mo Yunchu cried and shouted: "What the hell is going on? You didn't eat dinner, you just had a sip of tea here, Siming, Siming, don't leave Dad."

The bodyguards of the Gu family wanted to come forward to help, but they were all stopped by Mo Yunchu. He yelled: "Get out, you are the ones who poisoned my daughter to death, you all get out of here."

"Siming, Dad will not let them hurt you again. For so many years, Dad is really ashamed of you, sorry, my baby little daughter, ah ah ah."

Mo Yun heard the voice of an octogenarian man half kneeling on the ground holding his blood-vomiting daughter and crying for help, which moved the reporters.

They filmed one after another.

This is big news.

Infighting among wealthy families.

It's even better than TV shows.