Book-wearing villain: In the beginning, I kidnapped the heroine!

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Inside the Mo family ancestral hall.

There are several vermilion cabinets placed against the wall, on which the memorial tablets of the Mo family's ancestors are placed in an orderly manner. The dark brown tablets are arranged in an orderly manner, with fruits and food in front of them.

Mo Tingxuan knelt on a small futon.

The chest could not stop rising and falling for a long time because of the excitement.

His fingers grasped the corner of the futon.

Brows furrowed tightly.

Even though the ancestral hall was extremely quiet, it still couldn't calm his mood.

The buzzing in his head, coupled with a sleepless night, made him feel extremely depressed.

It feels like there are two villains fighting constantly.

One was warning him that he was totally wrong. He should not be so ignorant of etiquette, nor should he be so stubborn and stubborn, nor should he make two sick people angry regardless of the occasion or the target, let alone One of them is his father! ! !

But another voice hurriedly told him that he was right about everything. He was completely considering the safety of the Mo family. He was right about everything. What was wrong was that the people outside did not believe him but believed the words of a dandy. people! ! !

And the reason why his father fainted had nothing to do with him. It was entirely because his father believed the slander. He did nothing wrong at all! ! !

When his thoughts were confused.

The door of the Mo family ancestral hall was knocked from outside.

Mo Tingxuan did not turn his head and said calmly, "Come in."

The door panel creaked, and the nanny Aunt Wang was seen carrying a tray with a lot of delicious food on it, including pastries and porridge.

Aunt Wang said with a charitable smile, "Mr. Mo, please have some breakfast, you haven't eaten all night."

Mo Tingxuan glanced at her casually, the enticing aroma of food rushed to his nose, and his throat was rolling after not eating all night.

But he has no appetite now.

"Just go out and give them some breakfast. I don't have to worry about it now."

Aunt Wang was stunned, this is not possible, she must complete the task assigned by Master Su.

But with Mo Tingxuan's current stubborn attitude, it seems that he won't eat it.

Aunt Wang followed his instructions, took two steps back, and said worriedly, "Mr. Mo, you have to consider your own health."

"Don't worry about me, I really don't have any appetite."

"I'm not worried about you." Aunt Wang blurted out, and then stopped talking immediately.

Fortunately, Mo Tingxuan thought that she was just following his words to persuade him, and said something sarcastic. He didn't think much about it, and even looked at Aunt Wang with emotion, "Thank you Aunt Wang, I'm really fine, I made my father so angry." , I'm really not in the mood..."

Aunt Wang's eyes moved, she glanced outside, and then said in a mysterious tone, "Mr. Mo, people are like iron rice and steel. Miss Mo and the others have begun to examine the young master of the Su family. The old man is also undergoing treatment. Let me see your Your condition is quite bad. If you collapse from hunger, if there is a problem with the young master of the Su family, you will no longer have the energy to argue with him. The safety of the Mo family's young and old depends on you."

Aunt Wang's words touched Mo Tingxuan's heart. He already felt that he lacked energy and was physically weak. He stayed up late and was highly stressed.

In his trance, he felt his mother popping out of her spiritual seat and smiling at him.

People are like iron rice and steel, he can't fall down, then Su Qing's treacherous plan will succeed!

"Thank you Aunt Wang, leave it here."

Not long after, when Mo Tingxuan finished the breakfast, he realized something. After all, his health was still the most important thing. After staying up all night, he felt much better after eating.

My body felt stronger and my mind became much clearer.

Except he still felt his mother smiling at him.

Of course, this is not a fantasy, but there is a black and white photo placed in front of the fucking memorial tablet, and the kind old man with gray hair is smiling in the photo.

He looked deeply at his mother's photo.

Looking at it, a feeling of regret arose spontaneously.

He remembered that when his mother was on the hospital bed, she held his hand and said, "Mom is gone, Tingxuan, from now on you will be the backbone of the Mo family. You must protect the Mo family and take good care of your father and sister." They."

Mo Tingxuan's already scarlet eyes were filled with tears when he recalled his mother's words.

he.......

He regretted it very much.

Why was he so excited at that time?

He was so excited that he remained stubborn regardless of the occasion, even to the point of making his father collapse with anger.

Why didn't he know how to take a roundabout way? Even if he didn't believe Su Qing, there was no need to radically doubt him at such a time and place!

It's okay to wait until Su Qing expresses his purpose before exposing it.

In fact, Su Qing might not have any purpose at all, so a 20-year-old boy, more than [-] years younger than him, would definitely be inferior to him in terms of experience and intelligence.

If Su Qing unfolds his purpose then, he will definitely be able to see through it at a glance. Then he can think of countermeasures and give instructions to his family, right?

Although Zhang Qian and others said that Su Qing's medical report was false, they never asked Su Qing or examined Su Qing in person.

Why should he go head-to-head with such a junior now? ?

Mo Tingxuan regretted it endlessly.

He clenched his hands into fists and hit the ground so hard that his hands turned red.

He was wrong, he couldn't be more wrong! ! !

Just when Mo Tingxuan was kneeling in front of the mourning hall, reflecting on himself.

There was a knock on the door from outside.

"Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo is awake. Don't kneel down first. Go and see Mr. Mo."

Mo Tingxuan stood up quickly. Hearing Aunt Wang's urgent voice, he was also worried, and he rushed out in a few quick steps and ran to Mr. Mo's room.

"dad!"

Mo Tingxuan ran to the bed, ashamed and anxious sounds could be heard.

Mr. Mo sat on the bedside and glanced at him, then pointed at him and said loudly, "Get out!"

"Didn't I tell you to kneel in the ancestral hall? Why are you so impatient now? You don't listen to my words at all, do you?!"

Mo Tingxuan hurriedly explained, "It's not dad. I heard Aunt Wang say that you were awake. I was worried about your condition. I was too anxious. I came over quickly to see if you were okay. Then I went back and knelt down. Dad, you are feeling better. Right? It’s all because of my son’s unfilial piety, I shouldn’t have quarreled with you.”

Mo Tingxuan walked to the bed and squatted down, holding his father's old hand. Faced with his father's cold and arrogant look, he was not impatient at all and apologized sincerely, "Dad, I was wrong."