This heartfelt sound made Mingnuan's whole body numb with fear.

Was he awake the whole time?

Ming Nuan's mind flashed back to the time she held him, leaned against him, used him as a pillow, and called him her sweetheart.

Ming Nuan almost couldn't breathe, and her fingers curled up in embarrassment.

"Why don't you move?" Mo Shiyan put his hand aside, "Are you scared?"

The corners of Mo Shiyan's lips that were still smiling suddenly dropped coldly, "My wife is unhappy. That means the person who made my wife unhappy made a mistake."

His eyes fell on the group of Mo family members behind him who had already slumped on the stools with frightened expressions.

The subordinates behind Mo Shiyan have written down the names of the people who stood up for Fu Chuan today.

Disdain in my heart.

How dare these clowns dare to cause trouble under Mr. Mo's nose?

Why did Mr. Mo pretend to be in a vegetative state? It was to get rid of the guys in the group who were obviously submissive to him but actually had other intentions.

Is this not?

A fraud comes out.

Now that people are out, Mo Shiyan naturally stops acting.

"How is that possible?" Their faces turned pale, "Why, you're not."

People who were talking shamelessly in front of Ming Nuan just now are now so scared that they can't even complete their sentences?

Although Ming Nuan was also shocked, she saw these people were actually trembling.

I also have doubts in my heart.

As for being afraid of this?

Is it possible that Mo Shiyan can still kill them?

Ming Nuan looked around and found that not only these people who jumped out, but also the other guests looked fearful.

I can't even hold the wine glass.

Those reporters didn't even dare to raise their cameras.

There was dead silence.

Da da da, da da, was the sound of Mo Shiyan's fingers tapping lightly on the chair.

The tapping fingers stopped.

"Since you have made a mistake, you must be punished." His tone was calm but cold, "Since you are clamoring to open a ancestral temple, then open it."

But after hearing this, a group of people screamed.

"You can't do this to us!"

"We are your elders!"

"You, you, you have no right to do this." Their voices were trembling.

It was real that Mo Shiyan was sick. His skin was white and unlike a normal person, and his facial features were sharp and angular.

Hearing this, he nodded, "Yes, you are elders and you are older."

"So, I have to work hard for your grandchildren."

The words just finished.

Ming Nuan heard a sound of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

It turned out that the juniors brought by these people to attend the banquet were all arrested.

"Grandpa, grandpa, save me."

"Grandma, oooo grandma!"

"You are not allowed to touch me, my grandpa will not let you go."

A group of clan members almost fainted from anger, this was their darling!

But Mo Shiyan didn't care about this.

The people from the Mo family dragged this group of people directly towards the ancestral hall.

The Moh family was a wealthy family, and the ancestral hall was very magnificent.

Large families like this that have been prosperous since the early days have retained some early rules, which naturally includes places like family ancestral halls.

Ming Nuan also saw the ancestral temple for the first time.

But she never expected that force would be used here when opening a family temple for the first time?

"How dare you use force in the ancestral hall! Are you worthy of your ancestors?" The group of people shouted hoarsely.

But Mo Shiyan didn't even move his brows.

Say it directly: "Family method."

Ming Nuan was startled, wasn't he going to be put on a ruler?

But the next moment, she saw a group of people bringing up golden whips one after another!

Mo Shiyan looked down at his fingertips and said lightly: "Hit."

The golden whip whipped out in the air with a cracking sound.

With a crack of the whip, Ming Nuan was very close, and the strong wind from the whip blew her hair up.

"Ahhh!"

The men let out shrill screams.

The whip broke their thin gowns directly.

Blood stains immediately oozed out.

Ming Nuan took a step back in shock. He was not going to use force in the ancestral hall.

He wanted to see blood directly in the ancestral hall.

The clan elders wanted to rush forward, but they were held down by people from the Mo family next to them.

Fu Caiwei was really frightened and fainted this time.

At this moment, Ming Nuan finally understood why these people looked as if they had seen a ghost when they saw Mo Shiyan wake up.

Everyone seems to know his methods.

Only she doesn't know.

"Keep beating." Mo Shiyan glanced at Ming Nuan, whose face turned slightly pale, "Just beat until the madam calms down."

He smiled in front of everyone and looked at Ming Nuan, "Has Madam calmed down?"

With one sentence, everyone's attention was focused on her.

Those clan members could only suppress their resentment and look at her with pleading expressions.

Ming Nuan's hand hanging to the side clenched suddenly.

Even Fu Chuan was looking at her.

Jealousy burst out in his heart, and he looked at Mo Shiyan, why could this man still wake up?

He just longed to be someone like Mo Shiyan.

Obviously as long as Mo Shiyan dies, the position in the Mo family will be his.

Ming Nuan will also be his.

Ming Nuan slowly exhaled and whispered softly, "I haven't let go of my anger yet. I've been holding back my popularity for a long time."

The eyes of the clan members dimmed instantly.

"This is too scary to look at. We girls can't stand this."

Their bodies trembled and they immediately smiled. Look, women tend to be soft-hearted and are afraid of this and that.

He was about to speak and follow the advice.

Who knew that Ming Nuan slowly turned around and said softly, "So it's okay if I don't look at it."

The clan members almost spit out a mouthful of blood.

Mo Shiyan raised the corners of his lips, she was not too stupid.

"Didn't you hear what my wife said?" Mo Shiyan said coldly, "Keep on beating."

The ancestral hall was suddenly filled with the sounds of ghosts crying and wolves howling.

Apart from these sounds, others even breathed softly.

And those shareholders and family members who have never expressed their opinions look happy to have survived the disaster.

Fortunately!

They did not follow suit!

Fu Chuan stood awkwardly in the corner like an outsider.

Originally, today was the day to announce to the outside world that he was going to enter the Mo family tree, change his name to Mo Chuan, and live in the old house in good faith.

But now, who dares to mention this matter?

Even he is no longer in everyone's eyes.

He was like an inconspicuous mouse under Mo Shiyan's light.

The screams in the ancestral hall gradually disappeared. Those people had not suffered much, and they fainted from the pain after being whipped a few times.

And just then.

A scolding sound came over.

"Mo Shiyan! What are you doing!"

"Are you crazy to do such a thing in a ancestral home?"

I saw a middle-aged man striding over.

His hair was sparse, his eyes were blue and black, and his brain was full of fat. It looked like he had been emptied of alcohol and sex.

It was Fu Chuan's biological father and Mo Shiyan's cousin, Mo Hai.

Mo Hai is almost fifty this year.

Mo Shiyan was twenty-nine.

The two stood together, and everyone suddenly felt that Mo Hai looked even more eye-catching. They were obviously from the same family.

"Dad!" Fu Chuan suddenly shouted excitedly.

His backer is here!

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