Girl, don't run! Your wealthy husband wants to seduce you!

As soon as Jin Wan'er landed, she received a call from Alexia.

Just as he answered the phone, a harsh roar came from the other side, which stung Jin Wan'er's ears. She held the phone far away from her ears.

"You bitch, just leave without saying goodbye. Why don't you answer the phone these days? Do you know that I'm worried about you? I'm going crazy with anxiety."

After yelling in one breath, Alexia calmed down and gasped for air.

At this time, Alexia's room was in a mess. She only became quiet when Jin Wan'er answered the phone.

But as she spoke, she became angry again and kicked away a cartoon pillow.

Fly out of the window.

Seeing Alexia calm down, Jin Wan'er moved the phone to her ear and said calmly: "I know now!"

Alexia: "You bitch, you're trying to make me angry, right? Be careful, I'll fly to you and blow you up."

Jin Wan'er: "I'm looking forward to it."

Alexia: "Tell me, where are you now?"

Jin Wan'er: "The Imperial Capital."

Alexia: "Wait for me! You bitch, you're dead."

After saying that, he hung up the phone harshly, not giving Jin Wan'er a chance to speak.

Jin Wan'er didn't want to talk anymore.

Naturally, she didn't take what Alexia said seriously, she just thought she was having a tantrum with her.

Jin Wan'er wanted to send Lu Guangji back to Lu Zhai, where Lu Zhenyuan and Lu Mingxuan were waiting for them.

When Jin Wan'er told Lu Zhenyuan the news of finding Lu Guangji, he immediately put down the medicinal materials in his hands and took the fastest flight to the imperial capital.

When Mo Qingcheng originally wanted to go to the Lu residence, he would accompany Jin Wan'er back to the Mo family's old residence for a while.

After all, it had been more than a month since I left the imperial capital, and it was time to go back and tell my parents that I was safe.

But on the way back to Luzhai, he suddenly received a call from his father, Mo Yuan.

Mo Yuan's tone on the other end of the phone was low, and a coldness flashed in Mo Qingcheng's eyes after hanging up the phone.

Feeling the change in the man, Jin Wan'er held his hand: "What's wrong?"

Mo Qingcheng put away the coldness in his eyes and said softly: "Girl, I have to go back to my old house first because I have something to do, and I can't accompany you anymore."

Jin Wan'er smiled: "It doesn't matter, you can go ahead."

She has recovered from the meeting with her father and is fine. Today it is her grandfather and brother who are facing the scene of reunion.

Therefore, Mo Qingcheng sent Jin Wan'er to Lu Zhai and left.

Jin Wan'er helped Lu Guangji walk towards the inner house.

At this time, Lu Zhenyuan and the others didn't know that they had arrived, and were waiting anxiously in the living room.

Because they were nervous, the two kept drinking tea to relieve their tension.

At this time, Lu Zhenyuan held the teacup to his mouth, took a sip, and was about to put down the teacup.

As if sensing something, he looked towards the door and saw two figures walking in.

The hand holding the tea cup visibly shook, and the tea spilled out.

He stood up slowly and stared at Lu Guangji. He was so excited that he didn't know what to say.

Sensing something was wrong with his grandfather, Lu Mingxuan also looked at the door.

That familiar face came into view, and he stood up awkwardly.

Because Jin Wan'er had already told Lu Guangji about the situation at home in advance, she looked at the two people in front of her who looked somewhat similar to her.

He knows that one is his father and the other is his son.

Three men, three generations, gradually came closer, and then embraced each other in a tacit understanding.

There are no words.

But in Jin Wan'er's view, it was so moving.

The three people in front of her are all her lost and recovered blood relatives.

At this time, Lu Zhenyuan looked up at Jin Wan'er and said, "Wan'er, come here."

Jin Wan'er walked over and was pulled into the middle of them by the three of them.

The three of them surrounded her.

Their eyes were filled with fondness.

Jin Wan'er's eyes burned, and she was extremely moved. It turned out that she could also become a favored princess.

......

Mo's old house.

Mo Qingcheng hurried back and strode into the main house with such speed that Luo Chen behind him had to jog to keep up.

When he was about to enter the main hall, he slowed down and spoke in a low voice: "Everyone has entered the first level alert state and is waiting for my news."

Luo Chen nodded and hid in the dark.

Mo Qingcheng looked inside the room, the aura around him suddenly turned cold, his eyes were sharp, he raised his legs and continued walking inside.

In the hall, there was an undercurrent in the air.

Mo Yuan was sitting on the main seat, and his eyes were filled with anger, and he looked at the two people opposite him coldly.

Next to him was Mo Qingcheng's mother, Shen Qing, and Mo Yuan was always holding Shen Qing's hand.

Shen Qing at this time was different from before. He had a gentle and elegant temperament. The anger in his eyes was clearly visible at this moment, and his gaze became sharp.

The two people opposite seemed much calmer.

An old lady with gray hair stood in front of her with her hands folded and leaning on a cane. Her wrinkled palms were white, and a natural emerald ring was worn on the index finger of her right hand.

The old lady's eyes were like those of an eagle, revealing a sinister look as she looked directly at the Mo couple opposite.

The middle-aged man beside her, wearing a dark customized suit, lowered his head slightly and played with a string of Buddhist beads in his hand.

The whole person exuded an aura of danger, making people's hair stand on end.

Several people felt someone coming in and knew who it was without looking.

The expressions of Mr. and Mrs. Mo were obviously relaxed.

The old lady opposite her clenched her hands holding the cane imperceptibly.

The one who reacted the most was the middle-aged man next to the old lady. He stopped playing with the beads and raised his eyes to look at the door. His eyes were full of hatred, as if he wanted to devour the next person.

Looking closely at the eyes, one eyeball was cloudy and lifeless, turning out to be a false eye.

But it is strangely able to make people feel the evil power it hides.

Mo Qingcheng received the gaze without any fear and looked directly at the man. The corners of his eyes were slightly raised, sharp and cold, like a cold cheetah hunting in the dark night.

The man was shocked. He clearly felt that his aura was completely suppressed.

Whether it was a secret competition or a face-to-face confrontation, he was clearly no match.

This realization made the unwillingness in his heart even stronger, and he was filled with hatred but had nowhere to vent it.

Mo Yi is an extreme perfectionist, and Mo Qingcheng, who was once a teenager, actually destroyed one of his eyes.

The damage to his body caused him to collapse. For him, this was simply more painful than death.

And the top of power he wanted most was also taken away by their father and son.

Then they threw their mother and son abroad and suffered all kinds of torture.

Thinking of this, Mo Yi's lips curved into a sinister smile, and he narrowed his eyes slightly, with the light of a predatory beast: "Brother, this is my good nephew? He has grown so tall after not seeing each other for more than ten years?"

Mo Yuan obviously didn't want to deal with this half-brother who was crazy about criticism.

Mo Qingcheng's mouth was filled with a smile, and his voice was as cold as a devil, which stirred people's hearts: "My good second uncle, I haven't seen you for more than ten years. I thought you died in a foreign country, so I still pay homage to you and sweep your grave every year."

Mo Yi: "!!!"