Young Master Mo's Stuttering New Wife

In the living room, the ancient pendulum on the wall was working with all its strength.

Make a ticking sound.

The yellowed glass was already covered with mist, and the outside scene could no longer be seen.

The sunlight came out from the slits in the curtains, just falling on the somewhat old but clean room.

In the living room, there is a happy family of three.

The child sat in the middle, holding the old man tightly with both hands.

The look on his face was one of contentment.

Two old people sat on either side of the child.

Nestled on the two shoulders of the child one after another.

There were still tears in their eyes, but they still couldn't restrain the joy in their hearts.

Because their most beloved child finally cheered up.

Patting the shoulders of the two of them respectively, Mo Yuhan felt really guilty.

He felt that he was really useless at the beginning, and even made his parents sad because of a little thing.

So now we must work hard and use the evidence in hand.

Thinking of this, Mo Yuhan's eyes were full of confidence and faith.

"Son, what are you going to do this time?"

Old Man Mo poured Mo Yuhan a cup of tea and placed it in front of him.

For a while, the rich tea fragrance filled the room.

But his expression dropped.

Although he longed for Mo Yuhan to wake up, he was also worried about him.

After all, Chen Dong's current strength should not be underestimated. Once they make a decision, they will face many things.

Perhaps such a peaceful day is impossible.

Regardless, he doesn't want to worry about anything.

Now that Mo Yuhan has recovered, it means that he is ready to follow the child in everything. Sometimes, the child may not be as unbearable as he imagined.

Thinking of this, Mr. Mo felt relieved.

The worried expression was quickly hidden by him.

"This time, no matter what decision you make, we will support you. There will be no more interference or more words."

"Yes..." Mo Yuhan was shocked.

"It's true. After so many things, I also understand a lot, so I won't interfere with you anymore. Follow your heart. No matter what, we will support you."

"Yes, yes, what should we do next?"

Mrs. Mo was already impatient.

She had had enough of this life.

Finally looking forward to this day, she must want to know, what to do next?

A word from Mrs. Mo.Everyone present looked at Mo Yuhan.

They were all waiting for Mo Yuhan's answer.

Because they have been waiting for too long, they are already ready to go.

But now Mo Yuhan just cheered up, and there are some things that he still doesn't know.

Now the evidence in his hand can only sue Su Qingqing, if he really wants to bring down Chen Dong, it may be difficult.

"I want to sue Chen Dong first, and see what happens first."

"Then do you want to ask someone?"

Elder Mo also started preparations behind him.

Although his veteran in business has fallen, there are still some brothers who have been born and died. As long as he says a word, those people will definitely be obliged.

Mo Yuhan waved his hand, "Dad, leave this matter to me, I will handle it well."

In Mo Yuhan's view, it would be impossible to deal with Chen Dong at once.

So he must not cause trouble for the people around Mr. Mo.

Moreover, such evidence must be tested first, and Chen Dong's attitude must first be seen.

Must be well prepared.

"Well, it seems that this matter can only be entrusted to you. But as long as it is useful, you can say that we will support you."

Nodding his head, Mo Yuhan looked at Mr. Mo's gray hair, his eyes filled with tears.

Can't cry, he definitely can't cry now.

Suppressing the tears in his eyes, Mo Yuhan turned and left.

Still in the same casual outfit, without the constraints of a suit, Mo Yuhan has become more and more casual, but he is still satisfied with blocking his royal temperament.

When he went out, a breeze caressed his face.

It turned out to be already spring.

He remembered that when he came out of Zunhuang Clubhouse, the wind was still mixed with biting cold, and the wind at that time could blow him away.

But now the wind is not so strong.

It seems to have emotions, so beautiful, soft,

And the sun is also very beautiful, which can make people feel comfortable.

On such a beautiful day, he didn't even take good care of it.

Damn it!

Thinking of this, Mo Yuhan took out his mobile phone from his pocket and dialed directly.

"Hello, George!"

The fluent and standard French shocked the taxi drivers on the side.

Xu did not expect that this well-dressed person could speak French.

But Mo Yuhan didn't care about these.

He only cares about where George is now.

The reason why he called George immediately was because George was also very sad after losing the last lawsuit, thinking that he did not do well enough.

So when sending Mo Yuhan back to the country, he held Mo Yuhan's hand and made a solemn promise that when he was willing to appeal again, he would unconditionally preside over it for him, and he would definitely help.

I don't know if the original oath counted, but Mo Yuhan has no other way now, and there is no one with more authority than George around him.

So he called George directly.

It didn't take long for the phone to ring before George connected. It seemed that the matter was settled.

"Is it convenient for you to come here now? I need your help with something!"

Mo Yuhan was not polite, he just got straight to the point.

Now time is money, so he has to race against time, before Chen Dong can do something, he must be caught off guard.

"Thank you so much, see you tomorrow."

Hastily hung up the phone.

The expression on Mo Yuhan's face finally relaxed.

Unexpectedly, George would agree so readily, a smile appeared on Mo Yuhan's face.

It's the only smile I've had in a long time.

He seemed to have forgotten the feeling of raising his face.

Although the corners of the mouth are a little stiff, they are also very comfortable.

Looking at the objects that are gradually moving backwards outside the car window, the scenery of this city is becoming more and more familiar.

And the guilt in his heart is getting stronger and stronger.

Gradually, the car drove past the gate of Mozhe Company.

"Master, drive slowly!"

Looking at the increasingly familiar place, Mo Yuhan felt a little bit at a loss.

The master also obediently slowed down.

It's still very early, so there are some people standing here and there at the entrance of the company to work.

Although they still look like they haven't woken up, their faces are still full of energy.

There was no sign of fatigue at all.