If you have a bad marriage intention, don't be too bad for an overbearing president!

"What else can I do, of course, change clothes."

"You don't want to find a hidden place to change your clothes. Even if you don't fear me, you should fear the ancestors of your Mo family. It's disrespectful for you to be naked in front of them like this."

"What are you covering up, it's not like you haven't seen it before."

"I, I'm afraid of the eye of a needle."

She had seen him before, and she had to cover her eyes just because she had seen him, because his figure was so good, the kind that could make people's nose bleed every minute.

Mo Huanting looked at the way she covered her eyes with her small hands, and the intoxicating warmth of glass-colored lightly surged from the depths of her eyes. Taking advantage of this gap, he quickly untied the clothes on his body and then fished them out with his long arms. The long gown is a navy blue gown. It looks well-made, with dense stitches, and you can tell it was made by a famous master at a glance.

After getting dressed, he went to look at her again, coughed lightly on purpose, and then said: "Take your hands away, it's already changed."

"Oh!"

Xiang Wan took away the hand that blocked her eyes according to her words.

After seeing him at this time, it seemed that the whole world began to turn upside down and sway.It's not that Xiang Wan has never seen a handsome man, and she is not a nymphomaniac, but this kind of him, this kind of Mo Huanting is indeed "fascinating", or "fascinating" seems thin, it should be admiration , will make a woman fall in love at first sight.

Mo Huanting in formal attire would always give people an inexplicable and unreasonable sense of sternness, as well as an arrogance and beauty that looked down on the world.But at this time, after he took off his formal clothes and put on a long-lasting robe, he looked elegant and handsome, with bright eyes and bright teeth.Yes, it is true that he has bright eyes and white teeth, because his complexion is more delicate and whiter than other men.

The natural bewilderment in the eyebrows and eyes also faded away at this time, and replaced with an extremely elegant posture.

When Xiang Wan realized that she was a bit obsessed, Mo Huanting had already lifted her robe and continued to kneel on the futon. Her eyes were so direct and clear, how could he not understand?

Before, I never felt that there was anything good about being good-looking, but just now because of her eyes, I suddenly felt fortunate that I was good-looking.

Fortunately, it was not bad, because it could at least catch her lingering eyes.

After Mo Huanting knelt down, Xiang Wan also quickly looked away, perhaps to cover up the embarrassment just now, she brushed her ear-length hair with her hand, and said softly: "The thing you said I agreed." Afraid that he would not know what she was talking about, she clarified again, "It is about the playground project, I agreed. However, I also have the condition that when the project is completed, I just need a wage."

Mo Huanting glanced sideways, his eyes flickering with doubt, "Working money?"

"Yes, after all, that project belongs to your Mo family. Since you insist on letting me operate it, then treat it as a part-time job for you. I only want the salary I deserve. But have you really thought about it? If I If something goes wrong in it, the risk bearer will be Mo's and you, have you really thought about it?" Xiang Wan is not a person who lacks confidence, but this project is very important for her as a novice. It was too difficult, and to be honest, she didn't know what to do.

Mo Huanting smiled, but that smile was confident and graceful, and he asked back, "Do you not believe in yourself, or do you not believe in me?"

Hearing this, Xiang Wan was slightly taken aback, she also looked sideways, and their eyes collided instantly, if they didn't talk about feelings, marriage, or interests, what would be left——

Xiang Wan suddenly asked herself this question in her mind, but there was no answer. If these three things were not discussed, it seemed that there was nothing involved between them.

Mo Huanting looked at her eyes, which were cute and strong, and he asked again in a deep voice: "Do you not believe in yourself, or do you not believe in me?"

At this moment, everything seemed to stand still.

From the beginning of acquaintance, whether it is her when she was ten years old, or him when she was 22 years old.Or she at this time, or him at this time.

In fact, they have always deviated from the word trust. She doesn't trust him, just like she doesn't trust herself.

However, at this time, in this eerie ancestral hall, in front of the entire Mo family, Li Zu Liezong, she began to ask herself, do you trust him?

The answer was that even she herself was surprised!

She suddenly realized that she didn't believe in herself, but she believed in the self in his mouth.

In an instant, she looked at the oppressive tablet with a pleasant smile, "No, I believe it!"

——Mo Huanting, I believe in you, and I also believe in myself!

Mo Huanting asked again: "Why did you suddenly figure it out and agree?"

The smile on Xiang Wan's face slowly dissipated, just like when the clear sky after the rain always disappears, she lowered her eyes without a trace: "Just take it for granted, just take it for the purpose of divorcing you sooner."

Such an answer should have met the man's wishes, but he also couldn't laugh, and his tone became more and more serious, "It's good to reach a consensus."

*

the next day.

When Mrs. Hong prepared the breakfast and sent it to the ancestral hall, a person visited the Mo family's old house.

Do not!

More precisely, it should be a person who came back.

There is a sense of tension flowing in the quiet side hall. Mrs. Mo seldom holds a cane, but at this time she is holding the cane tightly in her hands, her silvery hair is no longer kind, On the contrary, it is endless majesty and ruthlessness.

She stared at the no longer young man sitting on the sofa, and scolded: "I said that I don't want to see you in this life, I'm not dead yet, what are you doing here!"

The man smiled, and the depths of his eyes were filled with ruthlessness, "Come back and see if you are dead. After all, I am your own son. If you die, I will always die for you." At this point, the man once again Laughing recklessly, "Or are you willing to let a bastard mourn you?"

Mrs. Mo couldn't sit still, and threw the crutch in her hand on the man, "Mo Junhao, you can roll as far as you want, my old woman doesn't want to see you again, I don't have your son, I have long No! Get out!"

By the time her Jun Yan died, she had already lost any of her sons.

But Mo Junhao refused to leave, he stretched out his finger and waved twice, "Before when I called him a bastard, you would always refute me, but not this time, it means that you should also know that is the truth, or You also start to doubt, my lord mother, am I right?"

In an instant, Mrs. Mo felt a splitting headache and blood surging in her chest. She didn't speak, but just sat there with downcast eyes.

"You would rather hand over the Mo family to a bastard than Jun Yi and me. Could it be that only Mo Junyan is your son, and Jun Yi and I are not?" Mo Junhao ruthlessly criticized, "We How can it be compared to Mo Junyan, what can it be compared to?"

Mrs. Mo raised her eyes and twitched her lips, "If you insist on an answer, then I'll tell you, because Jun Yan is kinder than you, he has a benevolent heart, and the two of you only have wolfish ambitions."

"Kindness? Kindness?" Mo Junhao began to sneer, "When does managing the Mo family require kindness and kindness, my lord mother! Don't make excuses for your partiality."

Mrs. Mo replied, "Whether you believe it or not, this is the most fundamental reason!"

"But it's true. No one can compare to Mo Junyan in terms of kindness and kindness. After all, he can even recognize other men's children. It is conceivable how kind he is. He can do this kind of behavior like being a father." It's so easy to figure out, who can compare with any man." Mo Junhao sneered, "Do you want to see the evidence I found, do you want to?"

I have been dormant abroad for so long, how could I stop here when I come back this time!

Under Mrs. Mo's eyes full of fear, Mo Junhao took out a yellow kraft paper bag, threw it on the coffee table, and raised his hand casually, "Take a look, there are things you are interested in inside."

Mrs. Mo refused, "I won't read it. Mo Huanting is my own grandson. This is a fact that no one can change."

"Grandson?" These three words instantly ignited the evil factor deep in Mo Junhao's heart. The smile on his face became even more contemptuous. He got up from the sofa, took the bag, and poured the contents on the coffee table , "I'll let you see if it's your grandson!"

That's a photo!

At first glance, the man in the photo would be Mo Huanting!

But after a closer look, it becomes clear that that man is not!Because the man in the photo is obviously much older, his temples are full of white hair, he is well-dressed, with a cane, standing among various celebrities and gentlemen, seeming to be chatting and laughing happily with others.

Mo Junhao asked, "Do you think they look alike?"

"This man is in Jiangcheng. His surname is Gu, and his name is Gu Yuan. He is the biological father of your good grandson. That's not the point. The point is that Gu Yuan and Gu Yuehai, Mo Junyan's wife, are close. Brothers and sisters..." Mo Junhao said, as if he felt a sense of revenge that he had never had before, "Do you think your grandson is a bastard? How good can it be, dirty! Really dirty!"

Mrs. Mo stretched out her trembling hand and took one of the photos, staring at the man on it with disbelief in her eyes.

——Grandma, I am not a child of the Mo family.

-End of this chapter-