Escape to Farmland: A vicious stepmother dressed as a villain

Yun family?

Propose marriage?

What the hell?

Hei's face darkened: "The Yun family? Are you kidding me? Come to ask for my wife?"

"Master Mo, it's about the marriage of the two families. Can we discuss it in detail?" While speaking, Yun Feng, the housekeeper, hurried forward and gave the guard a hard look.

The guard's name was Hei Yu, and he was ranked third in the Yun family's guard list.

Bringing Heiyu this time is also a long way away. In case of danger, Heiyu can be alone, one against a hundred.

Yunfeng gestured to Hei Yi with his eyes, and hurried to talk inside.

Hey, I have a bad temper.

Hei Yi rolled his eyes, trying to secure a matchmaker for his wife, but there was no way.

"Ahem... The Yun family came from a long way, please come in!" Bai couldn't bear to look at it anymore. Madam didn't speak, so she couldn't be so unreasonable, right?

Mo Qingcheng nodded, not wanting to say anything in person, and made a gesture of please.

A group of people entered the living room, but before they sat still, the sound of chaotic footsteps sounded one after another. Who else could it be if it wasn't the elders of the group?

"Ahem... little... Patriarch Mo, I heard that someone wants to marry you? This elder is here to check!" Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue walked in gloating.

The rest of the elders and patriarchs came uninvited and sat down one by one without saying a word, just staring at the Yun family for a moment.

The young master Yun Moshen and the eldest lady Yun Ningxuan came to the Yun family.The siblings looked at each other, Yun Ningxuan nodded, and an unnatural blush flashed across her face.

"Patriarch Mo, the Yun family took the liberty to come here today. It's really... ahem... I have admired the Patriarch for a long time..." Yun Ningxuan observed Mo Qingcheng's reaction while speaking.

The housekeeper Yunfeng was so anxious that blisters appeared on the corners of his mouth. My eldest lady, I don’t know how many other marriage proposals are on the way. Can we stop being so reserved?

What is face?

The Yun family is having a hard time right now, the master and wife are seriously ill, they can't do anything to help, if it wasn't for the prosperity of the Mo family, the young master wouldn't be wronged to send a young woman with six oil bottles.

Hey……

Mo Qingcheng sat at the head, drinking tea lightly, what kind of plan the Yun family was planning, he could figure it out with his toes, so why bother talking?

"Sister Mo, I heard that someone is coming to the house? Daddy and I will come and see..." While speaking, a white figure came into view.

Yun Moshen waited to see who was coming, his eyes narrowed, is it her?

Seeing Yun Moshen, Bai Yueniang's expression darkened immediately, and she helped old man Bai into the living room: "Young Master Yun, are you here all right?"

Mo Qingcheng raised his eyebrows, looked at Bai Yueniang, "Father, why don't you rest for a while?"

"Ahem...Qingqing, Yue'er and I are worried, we just...come and see..." It won't delay your business... Father Bai was a little embarrassed, and his face turned red.

Let's talk about Yun Moshen taking a deep breath, and cupping his fists at Bai Yueniang: "Miss Bai, I'm sorry, it was all a misunderstanding before, and it was all my fault..."

Bai Yueniang rolled her eyes: "Sister Mo, Young Master Yun has a lot of concubines and concubines, our Mo family can't afford it!"

"Okay! Just Yiyue'er..." Mo Qingcheng's face was full of doting, this girl seemed to have been wronged.

Yun Ningxuan's face changed: "Master Mo, there must have been a misunderstanding before, those were all... sent by my grandfather, my brother has never touched..."

"Oh?" Ninth Elder Mo Chuyue glanced lazily at Yun Ningxuan, "Is it your grandfather's intention for Miss Yun to raise noodles?"

Yun Ningxuan: "..."

I really want to strangle this dead woman!How to break?

Mo Qingcheng resisted the urge to burst out laughing: "Elder beauty, it's not because you disguised yourself as a man and caused a romantic debt?"

"Stinky girl, you dare to make fun of this elder?" Mo Chuyue pretended to be angry, flicked her fingers, and a bit of colorless powder fell on Yun Ningxuan's dress.

Bai Yueniang's eyes lit up immediately: "Sister Mo, do you want to marry or not?"