Master Mo's Flash Marriage Little Sweet Wife

"At that time, I really didn't know that Mo Xun and Shuya were interesting. If I had known earlier, I would have given Shuya to him." Mo Qingyi's eyes under the lens were very sincere.

Mo Beicheng laughed twice, and sneered mercilessly, "Brother, I don't believe this, don't waste your time, he doesn't even want the backing of the Qin family, why does he want you? What can you do for him? ? Is it possible that you are willing to be his little brother and fight for him?"

Facing Mo Beicheng's ridicule, Mo Qingyi smiled very elegantly, "I just think that we are all a family, and there is no need to make trouble."

"You keep pretending." Mo Beicheng also felt that talking to him was boring, and he didn't dare to tell the truth. He walked up casually, with a sarcastic smile and said bluntly, "I heard that a certain person doesn't want to go back to Continent A next year. You want to join the Motian Group, hey! You're not doing well outside..."

After speaking, the figure disappeared at the entrance of the corridor.

After Mo Qingyi and the others left, he put away his smile and his eyes became cold.

*

Tang Zhiluo sat in the living room and waited for Mo Xun.

Jiang Manyun and Mo Mingxi came back, it seemed that Jiang Manyun had said something to Mo Mingxi, and Mo Mingxi did not mock Tang Zhiluo after he came in.

Pei Shuya also came down from upstairs, "Aunt Man."

"Hey!" Jiang Manyun sat in front of the coffee table and took some checks out of his bag, "Everyone, come and help us wrap up red envelopes. These red envelopes are going to be distributed to relatives tomorrow."

Tang Zhiluo was also sitting on the sofa.

Jiang Manyun stuffed some red envelopes and checks into her hand, "Zhiluo, you can help too."

Tang Zhiluo had no choice but to help.

Pei Shuya and Mo Mingxi made red envelopes while talking, and the relationship between the two seemed very good.

In contrast, Tang Zhiluo was very quiet.

Jiang Manyun said with a smile: "This part of the check is for the children of relatives, and this part is for the servants. The red envelopes are different. You have to be careful that the red envelopes are used to stuff the checks, and don't misplace them." ha."

After Jiang Manyun finished explaining, he went to the kitchen to look at the things that he would worship the ancestors tomorrow.

Tang Zhiluo glanced at the checks, a small part was for 28 yuan, and most of them were for 3.8 yuan.

28 should be given to relatives and children.

3.8 is for the servants, it should also be called the year-end bonus, and it is only distributed during the Chinese New Year.

There are as many as 28 red envelopes for children, and they are still checks.

Tang Zhiluo was shocked, his eyes were a little dazed.

Mo Mingxi glanced at her, shook his head and sneered, "You bumpkin, you haven't even seen a check, have you? You really have no world experience at all. I really don't know why you married such an inferior person."

"Don't say that." Pei Shuya said understandingly, "Zhiluo's family is just a little poor, and she will get used to it gradually."

Tang Zhiluo glanced at Pei Shuya, who smiled at her.

Tang Zhiluo always thought Pei Shuya was weird.

He was clearly speaking for her, but the words he said were belittling, insinuating, and reminding her of something.

Mo Mingxi laughed, "What are you used to? Are you used to being looked down upon?"

As she spoke, she glared at Tang Zhiluo.

Tang Zhiluo didn't bother to talk to her, his mouth was dirty.

She was engrossed, and every time she was optimistic that the red envelopes were holding checks, the golden red envelopes contained 28 yuan, and the red red envelopes contained 3.8 yuan, so as not to misplace it and blame her again tomorrow.

But it's normal to think about it, the relatives of the Mo family are also rich, the amount of this red envelope may be the "280 yuan" in her eyes.

Tang Zhiluo doesn't want to quarrel, but Mo Mingxi won't let her go, and her small talk is full of thorns.

"Hey! Sister-in-law, you don't even know that she wears fake ones. Today, grandma said that she looks good in fake ones, and that the limited edition I wear doesn't look good. I really want to die laughing."

"I told you, this is not an imitation." Tang Zhiluo stopped and looked at Mo Mingxi with beautiful eyes.

Mo Mingxi sneered, "Why isn't it an imitation? Sister-in-law, come and see if this suit on her is an imitation of Xiangjia?"

Pei Shuya glanced at it, and earnestly wrapped the red envelope, "It's a bit like it."

"Exactly! If you don't know the brand, go online and do your homework. Don't let your relatives come tomorrow and let people think that the second young lady of the Mo family is actually wearing fake products. It's really embarrassing!" Mo Mingxi looked contemptuously.

Tang Zhiluo said calmly: "I said it's not a fake, it doesn't have the trademark of Yinxiangjia, if it's printed, you can say it's a fake, but they didn't print it, it's just the same style, but the details are different, You can’t generalize and say it’s fake, it’s just a small brand.”

The more she explained, the more wanton Mo Mingxi laughed, "Second sister-in-law, you are in your twenties, why are you more naive than a teenager like me? Do you think our relatives will take care of you?" Are the clothes you are wearing a small brand? People will only think that you are wearing fake products, and the bag you brought is also a fake product. The texture on the bag is not right. Are you planning to carry a fake bag worth several hundred yuan?"

Tang Zhiluo frowned.

Mo Mingxi went on to say: "As long as you are wearing this suit, if you wear it in front of your relatives tomorrow, I can imagine how they will laugh at you."

Tang Zhiluo's face turned cold.

She felt that what Mo Mingxi said was ugly, but it was also true.

Perhaps in the eyes of rich people, 28 is just a red envelope for children.

So she was wearing 3000 yuan clothes, and she looked like a beggar in their eyes, even though it was clothes she thought were expensive.

Although Mo Xun said that she would not ask her to make any changes, and that she could be herself forever, but as long as she entered the Mo family, when everyone around her was aloof and jeweled, it would be difficult for her to be alone, because she not only represented herself, but also Represents Moxun.

Mo Xun is regarded as the heir of the Motian Group, but his wife is an unworthy person. Thinking of the strange eyes of those relatives, Tang Zhiluo couldn't help but care.

"Forget it, everyone has their own way of life, don't talk like that, Zhiluo should be sad." Pei Shuya asked Mo Mingxi to stop talking.

In fact, Pei Shuya felt that it would be better if Mo Mingxi didn't say anything. The relatives of the Mo family will come tomorrow and they will all point and point at Tang Zhiluo. That would be wonderful.

It's too early to say, what if she can't hide tomorrow?

This moment, Tang Zhiluo understood what Mo Shiting said.

She doesn't belong to the Mo family, no one cares what her parents do, whose child she is, and whose wife she is.

But if she enters the Mo family's door, everyone's eyes will be fixed on her, and everyone will watch her every move.

It's not that these people are bad, it's the natural sense of distance, just like you live in an ordinary family, and then you see those poor children in remote mountainous areas.

An ordinary person like Tang Zhiluo, in the eyes of wealthy people, is just a bumpkin who has never seen the world, has no vision, no taste, and no style.

This is, don't force integration in circles that are not your own.

She was silent.

Mo Mingxi added, "You have to count the red envelopes later, otherwise you won't know how many you lost."

This sentence is implying that Tang Zhiluo will steal money when he sees money.

Tang Zhiluo's expression turned ugly.

Just because of her poor family background, she has to bear so much sarcasm and verbal hurt.

Everyone thought that she and Mo Xun were out of money.

Her lips moved, and when she was about to speak, she heard a cold voice from behind, "I think the person who should be guarded the most is you."

The crowd turned their heads.

Mo Xun walked down the winding staircase with an ugly expression on his face.

Mo Xun heard everything they said in the living room.

He glanced at Tang Zhiluo first, then narrowed his eyes and stared at Mo Mingxi.

Those eyes were full of coercion.

Mo Mingxi has always been afraid of Mo Xun, ever since he appeared, Mo Mingxi has been afraid of him.

She immediately restrained the coldness in her eyes, did not dare to be arrogant, and said honestly: "Second brother."

Mo Xun ignored her and walked over to hold Tang Zhiluo's hand.

"Don't wrap it." Her hands turned red because of the red envelopes, Mo Xun frowned, and reached out to help her wipe, "It's all red."

"It's okay." Tang Zhiluo replied, but when Mo Xun came, she felt better.

With him around, no one else dared to bully her.

Pei Shuya's eyes were fixed on the hands they were holding. Mo Xun was cold by nature, and even Pei Shuya rarely saw him so gentle.

She glanced at Mo Xun and then at Tang Zhiluo.

There was tenderness in Tang Zhiluo's eyes, and it was obvious that he had feelings for Mo Xun.

Pei Shuya's fingertips were clenched quietly.

Mo Xun put the check in Tang Zhiluo's hand back on the table, and said to her in a gentle voice, "Don't give red envelopes, lest you have to take the blame for someone else, because some people steal red envelopes every year."

This sentence connoted Mo Mingxi.

She has a habit of stealing, not because she has no money, but because she is born to like stealing things, and she likes the excitement of stealing and robbing others.

Mo Mingxi's face froze, and he said sternly, "Who stole the red envelope?"

"I know who steals the red envelope." Mo Xun looked coldly, and emphasized: "I have seen the surveillance, a certain person steals it every year."

Guilt flashed across Mo Mingxi's face.

Pei Shuya stepped forward to be a peacemaker at the right time, "Okay, it's New Year's Eve, you brothers and sisters, stop arguing, it's just a trivial matter."

She speaks in terms of timing.

She can sell face and be a good person, but she protects Mo Mingxi, and Mo Mingxi will put her hatred on Tang Zhiluo again.

She glared at Tang Zhiluo viciously.

Tang Zhiluo sighed inwardly.

Pei Shuya was still persuading, persuading Mo Xun, and Mo Mingxi, with a gentle and kind look.

Mo Mingxi felt guilty, so naturally he didn't want to pursue it.

And Mo Xun also gave Pei Shuya face, after she said something nice, Mo Xun didn't say anything, turned to Tang Zhiluo and said, "Let's go back."

Tang Zhiluo was held by his hand and left.

Before leaving, she looked back at Pei Shuya. She was standing in the living room, staring at Mo Xun's back with affection.

Tang Zhiluo felt uncomfortable for a while.

Those eyes clearly admired Mo Xun.

After returning to the small villa, Tang Zhiluo felt a little depressed, and stood in front of the window in a daze.