"You..." Su Zhenguo's face turned livid from choking.

Wu Xiulan hurriedly said, "Su Mowan, is this the way a daughter should speak to her father? Do you still have elders in your eyes?"

This is clearly provocation.

Su Zhenguo's expression became even uglier when he heard this.

Su Mowan smiled instead of anger: "Aunt Wu, you should take care of yourself, it's only been a few months and your stomach is so big, isn't the month right?"

Wu Xiulan said angrily: "Su Mowan, what nonsense are you talking about? Are you educated?"

Su Mowan raised his eyebrows: "Oh, why are you so angry? Could it be that this child really doesn't belong to the Su family? That's right, both of you husband and wife have had no children for more than ten years. My dad couldn't do it when he was young and strong. Now... Tut tut..."

These words not only made Wu Xiulan's face turn white inch by inch, but also Su Zhenguo's face darkened inch by inch.

What does tsk tsk mean!It's going to make him mad!

Wu Xiulan's face was pale and pale, and she was so angry that she raised her hand and slapped Su Mowan's face.

Su Mo was prepared early in the morning, grabbed her wrist, and suddenly turned it 180 degrees...

"Ah!" Wu Xiulan heard a click and dislocated her arm.

Su Mowan was familiar with all the bones, joints and acupuncture points of the human body, and it was a breeze to remove her arm.

However, from a distance, her action seemed to be shaking hands with Wu Xiulan.

Even if someone really saw something was wrong, they didn't dare to yell or act rashly.

Who would offend the third young lady of the Mo family for the sake of a secondary and high-ranking mistress?

Wu Xiulan's face was pale from the pain, her facial features were distorted, but she still took care of her face and didn't dare to make too much noise.

"Honey, help...help me, arm..." Her voice trembled, she didn't know whether it was from fright or pain.

Su Zhenguo was also taken aback, and he was stunned for two seconds before recovering, suppressing his anger and saying:

"Bastard, don't let go yet!"

When Su Mowan heard that "bastard", the strength in his hand suddenly increased...

"Hmm!" Wu Xiulan's face turned pale, and cold sweat oozes from her forehead.

"Su Mowan..." Su Zhenguo became anxious and glared at him.

"Apologize." Su Mowan said lightly.

Wu Xiulan bit her lips tightly, her eyes were full of resentment and unwillingness.

Su Mowan narrowed his eyes and continued to exert force with his hands.

There were more and more people looking around, but no one stepped forward to stop it.

Wu Xiulan couldn't bear the pain anymore, she gritted her back molars and said, "I'm sorry..."

Su Mowan raised his eyebrows: "What did you say? I can't hear you."

Wu Xiulan knew that Su Mowan must have heard it, and she was clearly making things difficult on purpose.

She had no choice but to raise her voice a little and said, "I'm sorry..."

"Sorry for what?"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have done anything to you just now..." Wu Xiulan humiliated.

Su Mowan narrowed his cold eyes slightly, and his whole body was cold: "You are indeed sorry for me, and even more sorry for my mother. I feel that my hands are dirty when I hit you!"

She clasped Wu Xiulan's wrist and suddenly turned around. With a click, the dislocated arm was tied back again.

Wu Xiulan was so painful that she almost rolled her eyes and passed out.

When she came back to her senses, Su Mowan had already walked away coldly.

People around looked at Wu Xiulan with strange eyes and discussed in low voices.

Wu Xiulan just felt ashamed!

Damn little bitch, she'll cry later!

At this moment, there was a commotion among the reporters downstairs.

Four tens of millions of black Rolls-Royces stopped at the entrance of the hotel.

The bodyguards in black uniforms respectfully opened the car door. Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo got out of the first car and appeared in everyone's sight.

The moment they saw the two elders of the Mo family, everyone was stunned in amazement.

I saw Mr. Mo wearing a dark red satin gown, a black stand-up collar, and polished black leather shoes. He is calm and domineering with a very impactful fashion sense, and his aura is powerful!

Mrs. Mo is wearing a blue-green cheongsam, with dark patterns embroidered like clouds and flowing water, exquisite workmanship, and exquisite buttons like blooming flowers, showing that her whole temperament is like orchid, kind, noble, elegant and fashionable.

Mr. Mo stretched out his hand towards Mrs. Mo.

Mrs. Mo held her husband's hand, and the two looked at each other, smiled and walked side by side...

This picture is comparable to a beautiful Chinese painting, with a strong classical heritage and a shocking sense of fashion.

Seeing this situation, no one thinks that fashion is only the patent of young people.

If old people become fashionable, there is nothing wrong with young people!

"Please step aside!" The bodyguard said to the reporters blocking the door.

The reporters just woke up like a dream, and frantically took pictures of the two elders of the Mo family.

Oh my god, who designed this set of clothes for Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo?

The guests upstairs who saw this scene were also shocked.

"Oh my god, look quickly, that's Mr. Mo? He's so handsome!"

"Wow, this... this is actually Mrs. Mo and Mrs. Mo? They are so cool and temperamental!"

"Ahhhhh, what kind of fresh meat do you want, I like Mr. Mo now!!"

"The clothes of the second elder of the Mo family must be custom-made. Which design master designed it? I want it too!"

"It's so beautiful that I'm crying!"

All of a sudden, everyone in the banquet hall gathered in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and looked towards the door.

The luxury cars behind are, in order, the Mo family's first room, the Mo family's second room, and the Mo family's third room.

It's just an opening ceremony, and the Mo family is all here!

At this moment, no one doubted the importance the Mo family attached to Su Mowan!

The juniors of the Mo family who had been upstaged by Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo followed behind leisurely.

Mo Ziyao said enviously: "I would have asked my sister-in-law to design a suit for me if I knew it earlier."

Mo Jinghao: "I don't know who disliked Su Mowan back then? Women can turn their faces faster than turning a book!"

Mo Jingyan snorted, "I have them too, but I'll wear them later in the catwalk, and then blind your titanium alloy dog ​​eyes."

Mo Jingxi, who was only six years old: "You have titanium alloy dog ​​eyes, and your whole family has titanium alloy dog ​​eyes."

Mo Yichen said softly, "Jing Xi, we are like a family with him."

Mo Chenxiao had a cold and noble look on his face, OS in his heart: Don't snatch her, she is my wife!

Mrs. Mo, who was walking in the front, was delighted to hear the exclamation and praise around her. She is now a famous old lady in the fashion circle!

When Su Mowan heard that Mr. Mo and others had arrived, he immediately went to meet them.

"Grandpa, grandma..." She greeted all the elders one by one.

When Mo Chenxiao saw that Su Mowan was wearing a tube top mermaid dress, which was as stunning and noble as a human elf, it was hard to take his eyes off.

His eyes darkened, and he wanted to take off his suit immediately and put it on for Su Mowan, so that he could enjoy her beauty all by himself.

Mo Yichen was also amazed by Su Mowan.

This little girl is usually lively and cute, but she never expected to be so shockingly beautiful when dressed up.

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