The reborn sweet wife is so good at flirting, the abstinent Qi Ye fell into the trap

"No, he is so old, what kind of gift does he want?" Mo Yun has a cheerful personality, and she feels like she is in love with the little sheep.

Mo Yun's words completely shattered Mo Qichen's plan, and his face suddenly turned ugly.

"But why do I feel that my nephew is a little unhappy?" Xiaoyang said, taking out a pastry from the dessert plate and handing it to Mo Qichen: "Grandnephew, don't mind borrowing flowers to offer to Buddha."

Mo Qichen's teeth started to itch as he watched Xiaoyang doing something with Mo's cakes and offering flowers to Buddha.

"What are you waiting for?" Mo Yun's face darkened. She was very dissatisfied with Mo Qichen's performance today.

In Mo Yun's impression, although Mo Qichen was a bit ridiculous and playful, not serious and unmotivated, he had never been so rude and uneducated.

"Thank you, Aunt Xiao." Mo Qichen's face was ugly, and he stiffly took the snack from Xiaoyang's hand, thinking about how to plan it back.

He, Mo Qichen, had no reason to be bullied all the time in his own family.

"Go and put on your shoes." Mo Yun once again disrupted Mo Qichen's plan: "Then go back to the room and do your own business. You don't need to be with me here."

After the guests left, she had to have a good talk with Mo Qichen.

Even if this son doesn't take over the power of the Mo family, he can't be seen as useless.

"Yes." Mo Qichen responded before turning around and leaving rather unwillingly. When he arrived at the door of the tea room, Mo Qichen met a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

Mo Qixun had already learned about Xiaoyang's mouth, and now he was quite happy to see that the person being bullied was Mo Qichen.

Mo Qichen almost couldn't hold back and wanted to hit Mo Qixun, but when he thought that Mo Yun was watching behind him, he only quickened his pace and walked further and further away with a sullen face.

Mo Yun's voice came from behind: "Xiao Chen, where did you go just now? Come to my aunt."

"Okay, aunt." Mo Qixun's voice was always gentle, and he walked over with a slight smile.

Mo Qichen's eyes became more sinister and fierce, full of hatred.

"Mo Qixun, what were you doing just now? You almost missed the important thing." Xiaoyang pointed out with a smile.

"Dr. Xiao, I just received an anonymous email and went to deal with it." Mo Qijun did not hide it.

"What anonymous email?" Mo Yun looked at Mo Qixun and asked, "School thing?"

"They are some photos." Mo Qixun replied: "It seems that someone has been following me recently and took some... not very good photos."

"What?!" Mo Yun immediately frowned and said, "What's going on?"

Mo Qixun is the future successor of the Mo family whom she has trained, and she must not allow any bad photos to be taken at this juncture.

"I've already asked someone to check it." Mo Qixun replied: "The sender's IP address will be found soon."

"You have to remember your identity, and you should be more careful on weekdays!" Mo Yun looked at Mo Qixun with a somewhat dissatisfied look in her eyes.

"Yes." Mo Qixun's eyes were deep and he did not refute.

"Now, waiting is just waiting anyway, why don't you take out the photo and take a look at it first?" Xiao Yang said, holding his chin: "What if there are any clues in the photo?"

"I've already printed them out." Mo Qixun placed a stack of photos on the table in the tea room.

"Eh... why are there all these ugly photos?" Xiaoyang looked at the photos. The photos were all taken of Mo Qixun's daily life at school.

It's just that the person who took the secret photo obviously didn't have that good of a skill.

Either Mo Qixun was yawning, or Mo Qixun didn't open his eyes, or he was resting tiredly against the wall or at the table, looking decadent and tired.

There are also a few photos of people who are obviously suffering from hypoglycemia, and their faces are pale and ugly. There are also photos of people getting infusions in the infirmary, with their eyes closed and their mouths open, and there seems to be glistening saliva at the corners of their mouths.

It looked like he was exhausted.

"It's true... it doesn't look good." After being taken such an ugly photo, Mo Qijun was a little speechless: "I don't know if it was a deliberate prank or something else."

"The young master of the Mo family allows people to take so many photos up close without realizing it. Where are the people who protect you? What do they do for food?" Mo Yun asked with a frown.

"When Xiaochen came back before, my uncle said that Xiaochen had a wild temper and needed more protection and supervision. I usually only stay near the school and don't need so many people to protect me, so he transferred the people around me and left only one person. Driver." Mo Qixun replied with lowered eyes.

"What?" Mo Yun obviously didn't know about this. Her voice was much louder: "Why didn't you tell me this earlier!"

"What should I tell my aunt?" Mo Qijun looked at Mo Yun.

Mo Yun choked, as if a ball of cotton was stuck in her throat.

She is now in charge of the Mo family, and Mo Qichen is her son. From Mo Qixun's point of view, is it not her acquiescence to these things?

Seeing that the matter was about to stray into the scope of family ethics, Bai Xinyu quickly brought the topic back. She took out a few photos, raised her finger and said: "Do you have such an old classmate in your student union? He is in your photos. The appearance rate is quite high.”

"Huh?" Mo Qijun and Mo Yun then looked in the direction pointed by Bai Xinyu, and sure enough they saw a man who was obviously not a college student frequently appearing near Mo Qihun.

The man's eyes also kept falling on Mo Qijun, as if he was... monitoring.

"I'll ask someone to find out who this person is." Mo Qixun frowned and said, "I didn't notice that such a person appeared around me."

"Is this the insight you should have as an heir?" Mo Yun said dissatisfied: "You don't even know someone is watching you!"

"Sister Mo Yun, he doesn't have the equipment that an heir should have. He is as tired as a grandson every day. It is difficult for him to have the insight that an heir should have." Xiao Yang pressed his fingertips against Mo Qi Chun and leaned against the wall. The tired photo was pushed in front of Mo Yun's eyes.

Mo Yun looked at this photo with a flash of distress in her eyes.

Mo Yun knew that she had very high demands on Mo Qixun, but she had no choice.

The sudden death of the eldest brother and sister-in-law made life difficult for everyone in the Mo family.

She just hoped that Mo Qixun could grow into a unique heir to the Mo family as soon as possible.

In this world, if you don't become strong, you will only be swallowed up by malice and calculations.

The Mo family has been silent for so many years, hiding for so many years, but they still can't escape.

If it doesn't become stronger quickly, if it doesn't fight hard, the Mohist family will eventually cease to exist.

"Little Yang, this is the Mo family's own business." Bai Xinyu reminded: "You have crossed the line."

"It's okay." Mo Yun knew that Bai Xinyu was taking care of her feelings. She raised her hand and waved it gently and said, "It's just that something suddenly happened in the Mo family today, so it's not convenient to entertain the three of us anymore."

"It's our rash visit that has caused trouble to you." Bai Xinyu stood up and prepared to leave.

Mo Yun and Mo Qixun sent the three people out of Mo's house together. When they walked to the main hall, they happened to see Mo Qichen coming downstairs to drink water. This time, Mo Qichen's shoes were on his feet.

But at this moment, Mo Qichen was still angry and had no intention of talking to Xiaoyang, so he turned around and left to go upstairs.

"Grand nephew." The little sheep jumped in front of Mo Qichen, stopped him from going upstairs, and asked in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Have you learned?"

"What?" Mo Qichen didn't understand Xiaoyang's words for a moment.

"Don't judge others by yourself." Xiao Yang said with raised lips: "When you decide that your family is my weakness and you can use it to retaliate against me at will, you have already handed your weakness into my hands. "