Pregnant With the Villain Uncle’s Child

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"Cheng Zong, do you say that?"

In the Moh Group, in order to distinguish between Mo Yicheng, Mo Yihe and Mo Yifan, the company's employees are called Chengzong, Hezong and Mozong. As for why Mo Yifan can get the honorary title of President Mo, it is only because Mo Yifan was the first person in power before the car accident, and it deserves this title.

Perhaps Mo Yifan Yu Wei was still there, perhaps it was a habit, and no one in the staff thought of changing his mind.

Mo Yicheng still has a smile on his face, and there is no temperature in his smile: "Assistant Lin, do you need to accuse Sang Huai for a crime that you didn't have?"

Lin Wensen is still respectful: "Dare not. Because of the‘ benevolence 'I have received, I always want to repay some. "

"Ding Dong--"

The elevator door opened.

Mo Yicheng left a sentence "good for himself" and walked out of the elevator.

Lin Wensen, as he didn't hear, calmly pressed the elevator door closing button.

If there are other employees on the sidelines, it will be incredible that there will be such a needle-pointed side between the always approachable General Manager and the regular Lin Assistant.

Lin Wensen closed his eyelids, remembering that he had just entered Mo's third day, he was inadvertently involved in the struggle between the General Manager and the General Manager, and became the victim of their struggle. It was Mo Yifan who saved him. He is innocent. Since then, Lin Wensen has been with Mo Yifan.

Only under the occasion of General Manager and Lin Wensen, Lin Wensen would never give General Manager good breath, and Mo Yifan gave him this confidence.

Therefore, it is possible for anyone in Moh to betray Mo Yifan, except that Lin Wensen will always stand by Mo Yifan.

"Ding Dong--"

The elevator door opened again, Lin Wensen looked at the floor number, and quietly hoped that the day that accompanied Mo Yifan to the top floor would arrive as soon as possible.

...

In the restaurant, Tang Xinyu and Yun Xiuyao quickly exchanged glances. Both of them were shocked by Wen Pinting's frankness. Even Yun Xiuyao, who had always been careless, didn't know what to say.

Tang Xinyu's lips moved, but still silent.

Wen Pingting sneered and contemptuously said, "Isn't it pregnant? What are you doing like a big enemy? Not pregnant with your husband's children."

Yun Xiuyao: "..."

Tang Xinyu: "..."

Yun Xiuyao quickly pulled off his sunglasses and forcibly put it on Wen Pingting's face: "I said a big star, can you be a bit conscious of searching for characters, and don't think you have a lot of news now ... ... Well ... but your face is really small, and when you put on your sunglasses, you cover most of your face. "

Tang Xinyu glanced at where they were sitting, only a row of green plants served as a natural barrier, and the confidentiality and sound insulation were not enough. Tang Xinyu proposed: "Let's enter the box."

Wen Pingting: "My appetite is not very good, you eat it, I will go back first."

Wen Pingting just pulled Tang Xinyu in, just to get rid of Chu An ’s entanglement, and did not really mean to have dinner with Tang Xinyu.

Tang Xinyu grabbed Wen Pinting's forearm and persuaded him softly and forcefully: "Come together, what if Chu Shao plugs you outside the restaurant?"

Yun Xiuyao said aside: "Yes, you just laid down Chu Shao's face in public, maybe someone robbed you of being angry?"

Wen Pingting's eyes hidden in sunglasses flashed, silently responding to Tang Xinyu's invitation.

The three of them entered the box, Tang Xinyu called the waiter to change to hot milk, ordered a few dishes suitable for pregnant women, and removed the incense that was lit in the box. Wen Pingting saw a series of movements in Tang Xinyu's heart, and his heart was warm, but his face was still arrogant: "Looking at you as experienced, do you have it?"

Tang Xinyu glanced at Wen Pingting with a squint: "Yifan said he wanted to close the mountains and raise forests. Where can I stand him, but it is not as efficient as you are.

Tang Xinyu felt that Wen Pingting's mental state was still stable. She should know what she knew, so she wouldn't worry about it.

Wen Pingting took a sip of hot milk, and the silky milk slipped from his throat, smoothing the residual tremor in his heart, and regaining his usual arrogance: "Yes, yeah, I have fallen behind in the matter of marriage But I can still get ahead of you for other things. "

Tang Xinyu ignored Wen Pingting's kindergarten level provocation and looked at Wen Pingting's flat belly: "Go to the hospital in the morning, what did the doctor say?"

Wen Pingting took out a case mixed with several test sheets from the bag and pushed it to Tang Xinyu at will.

Yun Xiuyao couldn't wait any longer. He started to be strong. He grabbed Wen Pingting's case and opened it, holding a B-single and looking at the light. Tang Xinyu just wanted to help his head and win the B-single: "It's not filming."

Yun Xiuyao Nunu mouth: "It's just a black paint, who can see clearly what it is."

Tang Xinyu carefully read the B-mode ultrasound, which is a well-developed embryo. Tang Xinyu said in a complex mood: "What do you want, it has not been clear for three months, of course it is not clear. Congratulations!" The last sentence was said to Wen Pingting.

Wen Pingting glanced at Tang Xinyu's expression of silence, saying: "If you have anything, just say it. I will panic for you."

Tang Xinyu was not good and asked Wen Pingting ’s child ’s father directly, so he could only change the way tactfully: “What are you going to do next? I ’ve seen your agent ’s work schedule before, and you ’re about to join the group . You are like this now ... "

Wen Pingting involuntarily raised his palm to caress his own belly, as if he could really feel a little life beating under his palm. Her voice was lightened a lot: "I ... I haven't thought about it yet, but this child has formed a fate with me, I can't help it."

Yun Xiuyao, who was scratching his ears and anxiously anxiously, saw Tang Xinyu asking seven questions and eight questions, but he could n’t help but interject: “Actually what we want to ask is where did the child ’s father go. Are you by your side? What the **** is going on? Would you like us to catch your child's dad for a fight? "

Wen Pingting looked at Yun Xiuyao's screaming look, and suddenly "fluttered" with a laugh, and shook his head decisively: "I was an accident with him, this child is mine, it has nothing to do with him. Is it impossible for people to raise their children? "

Yun Xiuyao looked at Wen Pinting in surprise: "Sister, you are really a werewolf, a little more than a ruthless man!"

Indeed, it is not difficult to raise a child with Wen Pingting's current resources. The difficulty lies only in blocking others' mouths.

Tang Xinyu asked: "Does your agent know about this?"

Wen Pingting saw Tang Xinyu's thoughts and disagreed: "I know, but my agency agreement is about to expire. I am now starting my own studio. The company's restrictions affect me. Not big. I recorded a variety show before and filmed a TV series to be broadcast in the second half of the year. The exposure is not a problem. "

Yun Xiuyao couldn't help but say: "Sister, tell me honestly, have you planned it for a long time, you won't ... won't you just borrow a child?"

Wen Pingting rolled his eyes silently, and seriously proposed to Tang Xinyu: "Don't ask Miss Yun to come out next time we meet, it will lower our IQ level."

Yun Xiuyao jumped instantly: "Wen Pingting you ..."

Tang Xinyu smiled and held Yun Xiuyao, with the mud: "Okay, okay, you two don't get together and quarrel."

Yun Xiuyao replied Wen Pinting with a white eye, and then sat down again to drink milk: "My grown-up does not remember the villain, I will let the media pay attention to press your news, I can't do anything else.

Tang Xinyu knew that Yun Xiuyao was a man with a tofu in his mouth. Wen Pinting could naturally understand Yun Xiuyao's kindness, and his expression was gentle.

Tang Xinyu put the case and laboratory test sheet back in Wen Pingting's bag: "Okay, since you have already arranged it. If you have any other help, please shout. If you can treat me as a friend, I want to end up ask a question......"

Before Tang Xinyu asked the question, Wen Pinting froze coldly: "Yes, the child's father is Chuan's bastard."

Tang Xinyu: "..."

Yun Xiuyao: "..."

The previous guess was one thing, but now it is another matter verified by the parties.

Wen Pingting looked at Tang Xinyu's shocked look contemptuously, and ticked his finger: "Did you just say that you want to catch the child's father? Have you pointed out the direction now, you won't talk empty-mouthed Just say it. "

Tang Xinyu accused: "I didn't think it would be ..."

Wen Pingting shrugged indifferently: "I didn't expect that after you made a joke at that time, I really had a relationship with him. Despite him, anyway, now the child is me alone, other things I do n’t need his involvement. "

Tang Xinyu thought about it and sent a text message to Mo Yifan first.

...

Towards the evening, Mo Yifan came to pick Tang Xinyu, who just sent Wen Pinting to Yun Xiuyao's car. Tang Xinyu saw the familiar black Cayenne appear in the field of vision, and couldn't help but show a pleasant smile, and gently pulled the car door to the co-pilot's seat: "You are so early today? Is Mo's side okay?"

Mo Yifan didn't answer Tang Xinyu's words, crossed his mobile phone and handed it to Tang Xinyu: "Mrs. Mo, can you explain to me, why care about other men in front of me?"

Tang Xinyu glanced at the mobile phone screen, suddenly crying and laughing. What was displayed on the phone screen was the message she sent to Mo Yifan in the restaurant.

"Did Chuan have Yingying Yanyan beside him recently?"

Tang Xinyu puts his mobile phone on the center console for Mo Yifan: "Don't you eat vinegar indiscriminately, OK? I have to understand the situation of Chu An before I decide what to do next."

Mo Yifan reached out and pinched Tang Xinyu's chin tip, making her face toward herself: "No, I won't allow you to be interested in other men."

Tang Xinyu grabbed the tie on Mo Yifan's chest and pulled him to lean against him. He kissed it loudly on his lips. Before Mo Yifan reacted, he immediately patted Mo Yifan's hand and pushed him. Sit back in the seat and order: "Drive."

Mo Yifan's fingertips pressed lightly on the corners of lips, as if aftertaste the sweet kiss of the touch of the beautiful lady, sticking out the tip of the tongue and licking the corners of the mouth, the whole body was filled with a meaning of indistinct confusing.

Tang Xinyu couldn't help having a hot cheek: "Drive!"

The two returned to the capital of the Royal Dragon, and the hourly worker just made the dinner. Tang Xinyu chatted with Yun Xiuyao at lunch at the restaurant and they ate a lot. Now they are not too hungry. They carelessly scooped a bowl of soup and handed it to Mo Yifan. He asked, "Did Mr. Mo talk to you today?"

Mo Yifan, who was busy for a day, was really hungry. After taking the soup, he drank: "I haven't ..." He grinned and smiled, and then said: "I haven't figured out what to use. For the same reason, let me pass Mo Lanqing. "

Tang Xinyu looked at Mo Yifan's slightly raised eyebrows, and in his laughter he read a taste of self-deprecation, but the feeling was fleeting, as if it was just Tang Xinyu's illusion.

"What do you think?" Tang Xinyu also filled himself with a bowl of soup and laid it in front of him without drinking. "Mo Lanqing planted such a big head this time, how could he be willing to give up? Your eldest brother, neither the elder brother The fuel-efficient lamp may touch the fish in muddy water, which will make you happy, you ... "

Mo Yifan received Tang Xinyu's concerns and sandwiched an anchovy lobster ball she liked into her bowl: "Mrs. Mo, don't you still believe in Mr. Mo's ability? Don't worry, they won't be able to make a big storm. . They can't do it anymore, affect your appetite, be careful of your indigestion. "

Seeing Mo Yifan's good appetite, Tang Xinyu stopped talking about Mo's things and turned to the previous question: "You haven't answered me yet, can this person Chuan do?"

Mo Yifan stopped chopsticks suddenly, raised her eyebrows and looked at her: "Mrs. Mo, do you ask other men in front of your man?"

Tang Xinyu almost bit off the chopsticks in his mouth, and glared at Mo Yifan with some complaints: "Do you know if Pingting is pregnant with Chuan's child ?!"

Mo Yifan didn't respond much when he heard: "Both of them are adults, so they can naturally pay for their actions, not to mention that the feelings of the two people are only known to the two of them, and it's useless for you to help, Do n’t you just worry about it? "

However, Wen Pingting ... I once liked Mo Yifan so hard.

After Mo Yifan knew the news, he was simply too lazy to understand how Chu An and Wen Pingting were together, just like someone who had nothing to do with it.

Tang Xinyu: "Hey, somehow others ..."

"I told you before, people like me, it's not my business." Mo Yifan intercepted Tang Xinyu's words, "Mrs. Mo, I really don't like you to care too much about others, whether it's a man Still a woman. There is only one person you need to care about, that is your husband. "

Mo Yifan's slender fingers held the chopsticks, slightly raised his angular jaws, fixedly looking at Tang Xinyu, and made serious demands.

Tang Xinyu inexplicably felt that Mo Yifan's possessiveness was too strong, and even some childish ridiculous, like trying to hold his toys tightly, and refused to give others a look.

Tang Xinyu sighed in amusement: "I wasn't concerned about you just now, but you told me not to worry."

Mo Yifan's finger tapped on the marble dining table and looked at her meaningfully: "How can oral care?"

Tang Xinyu immediately refused to stare at Mo Yifan, and quickly settled the rice in the bowl and fled the table.

When Mo Yifan packed his dishes into the kitchen, Tang Xinyu was washing strawberries by the sink. The white and jade-like fingers squeezed bright red strawberries under the clear water, and splashed a string of crystal beads. Tang Xinyu's hair falling on her cheeks also fluttered with the movement of her hands.

Mo Yifan suddenly felt the picture in front of him, so warm that he never wanted to go back to the mall that was filled with smoke, and he had to watch out for it all the time.

Tang Xinyu felt the sight behind him and looked back.

Mo Yifan, who was slender, leaned against the glazed table, the tie was pulled out, and the dark blue shirt unbuttoned two buttons from the neckline, clearly showing the muscle lines under the shirt. Mo Yifan dropped a few strands of hair on his forehead, neutralizing the coldness between the eyebrows, adding a bit of home flavor to his deep eyes.

Tang Xinyu shook God for a while.

Mo Yifan saw that the always shrewd Tang Xinyu suddenly showed stupidity, and laughed lowly. As soon as his long legs reached Tang Xinyu's side, he stretched out his hands on the side of the sink and circled the **** Tang Xinyu on his chest. Before, leaning over slightly, staring at Tang Xinyu's eyes, slowly approaching her face.

As Mo Yifan's handsome facial features continued to magnify in front of his eyes, Tang Xinyu suddenly felt that he could not resist his real gaze. With strong fierceness in his eyes, his body was shrouded in such eyes, as if he had been stripped of his clothes.

The water flow of the faucet was still flowing in the "lily wow", and the water droplets jumped to Tang Xinyu's hand resting on the sink, bringing a little coldness to wake Tang Xinyu out of this ambiguous atmosphere, and turned around to turn off the faucet .

Tang Xinyu feels that Mo Yifan is always teasing himself, and he is happy to see himself like a little white rabbit who is ashamed to jump on his feet, and he is very happy as long as he shakes his big tail and teases himself slowly.

Why did she always become the prevailing one when she reached Mo Yifan?

Tang Xinyu decided that no matter how Mo Yifan would toss tonight, she would stand still, and she would be able to frustrate Mo Yifan's sharpness.

Mo Yifan's eyes fell on Tang Xinyu's head, the beautiful neckline, and the root of the tooth itching couldn't help but open his mouth to bite near the neck fossa.

"Well......"

Suddenly, Tang Xinyu raised his hand and picked up a large strawberry and stuffed it into Mo Yifan's mouth, blocking his lips and teeth that he wanted to do bad things. Seeing Mo Yifan suddenly deflated, Tang Xinyu felt that he had pulled back a whole city, his cunning smile wafted in his bright eyes, and was about to slip away from Mo Yifan's arm holding the sink.

Mo Yifan responded very quickly, his long arm quickly caught, grabbed Tang Xinyu's waist and pressed it against the sink, the other hand held Tang Xinyu's cheek, leaned over and kissed the peach blossom lip, and the flexible tongue curled The remaining half of his mouth wanted to cross into Tang Xinyu's mouth.

Where is Tang Xinyu willing to eat the leftover strawberries from Mo Yifan? Immediately clenched his teeth, not to let Mo Yifan's tongue come in. Mo Yifan narrowed his eyes and pinched the sensitive part of Tang Xinyu's sensitive part, so that Tang Xinyu almost cried out in amazement.

Mo Yifan took Tang Xinyu's hand and entered.

The light strawberry scent spread between the lips of the two people, and the aftertaste is endless.

Tang Xinyu, crying tearlessly, swallowed half a strawberry under Mo Yifan's strong siege strategy. Mo Yifan's eyes fell on the corners of Tang Xinyu's lips. The pale red strawberry juice stained his fair skin, making Mo Yifan's eyes deeper. He lifted his thumb and wiped away the strawberries on Tang Xinyu's mouth. Juice, squeezed to his thin lips.

"Very sweet ..."

Tang Xinyu subconsciously flaunted: "Of course it is very sweet, but strawberries ... I picked them one by one ..."

Under Mo Yifan's increasingly hot palms, only half of Tang Xinyu's words suddenly reflected the deep meaning in Mo Yifan's words, and his cheeks were hot, and he could only finish the conversation with a scalp.

Mo Yifan's thin lips pressed against Tang Xinyu's forehead, and he gently smiled and said: "Mrs. Mo, this is not the first time, why are you so shy ... strange and delicious ..."

"what!"

Those who say "weird cute" can still understand, what do they mean by "weird delicious"? !

Tang Xinyu raised his eyes slightly angrily, and gave the big tail wolf a glance across his eyes. As everyone knows, the intense kiss just now stained Tang Xinyu's eyes with a touch of pink and water.

That raised his eyes, overflowing with charming and amorous feelings, Mo Yifan, who wanted to simply punish Tang Xinyu, simply stumbled.

Tang Xinyu, who had just glared at Mo Yifan, suddenly felt a cold at the back of his neck, like a little white rabbit stared at by a fierce beast. His instinctive reaction shrank back, but there was a sink behind him, and there was no retreat.

Mo Yifan slightly raised the corner of his mouth, and the newly released big palm re-hooked Tang Xinyu's waist, lifted her to the body, hugged and turned and placed it on the Liuli platform.

Suddenly screamed by the empty Tang Xinyu, he wanted to jump off the cold Liuli platform and was blocked by Mo Yifan's two arms on the Liuli platform.

Mo Yifan looked at Tang Xinyu's eyes flatly and moved his neck a few times, saying with a sigh: "This is much more comfortable. I just kept bowing my head and my neck was sore."

Tang Xinyu, who failed to escape, was struggling to pinch Mo Yifan's neck and gritted his teeth: "Okay, you dare to dismiss me short!"

Mo Yifan grabbed Tang Xinyu's fingertips and pecked at the kiss: "Sorry, I'm too tall."

Tang Xinyu hadn't had time to refute, only to feel a cool chest, Mo Yifan had already unfastened the buttons on her front, and the warm shallow kiss had fallen.

Tang Xinyu put his arms around Mo Yifan's head buried in his chest, his cells jumped violently, he couldn't help leaning back, and he groaned on the glazed platform with one hand groping, subconsciously trying to catch something to suppress Mo Yifan The trembling brought, but nothing was caught on the smooth Liuli platform.

Mo Yifan, immersed in the fragrance of incense, noticed Tang Xinyu ’s inattentiveness, biting a little bit softly, and holding Tang Xinyu ’s waist in one hand to control her soft body. Do n’t slide down, and pull out the other hand. Holding her restless little hand, her fingers interlocked one by one.

"hiss......"

Tang Xinyu had a chest pain, and subconsciously tightened the hair on the back of Mo Yifan's head, wanting his lips and teeth to let go of him, and pressed his body against him uncontrollably.

Mo Yifan took Tang Xinyu's hand on the belt buckle around his waist and took her finger to untie it ...

Since staying in the Royal Dragon Capital for so long, Tang Xinyu never felt that the magnolia chandelier in the kitchen dazzled his eyes.

But on this night, Tang Xinyu's eyes were filled with dazzling light, and he deeply experienced the brightness and color of the magnolia chandelier. The crystal lights were swaying and churning in Tang Xinyu's field of vision, dragging out a long series of overlapping light spots, breaking into a large piece of shimmering starlight, and falling into Tang Xinyu's sleep.

...

Tang Xinyu did not sleep long in the galaxy, but was awakened by the harsh landline telephone ringing.

Tang Xinyu suddenly sat up from the bed, listening to the telephone ringtone torn through the silent night. Mo Yifan woke up one step ahead of her, put Tang Xinyu on the bed and kissed her forehead: "I'll pick it up, you sleep first."

Mo Yifan rolled out of bed, wore silk pajamas, opened the bedroom door, and went downstairs. Tang Xinyu glanced at the phone and glanced at the time, four o'clock in the morning. While most people are still asleep in their dreams, who will call at this time?

The lights in the hallway came through the bedroom door that was not closed. The phone downstairs had been picked up by Mo Yifan, but no voice was heard. Tang Xinyu anxiously lifted the quilt out of bed, followed by downstairs in a robe.

Only a floor lamp was lit in the living room, and the lamp shone on the telephone base on the small table, and then Mo Yifan of the microphone was hidden in the shadow outside the light.

Mo Yifan heard Tang Xinyu's footsteps, looked up at Tang Xinyu, and responded briefly to the other end of the microphone: "I know."

The voice was calm and unchanged, and no emotions could be heard.

Mo Yifan hung up the phone and raised his eyebrows in contemplation.

Tang Xinyu felt more and more uneasy in his heart. He sat on Mo Yifan's lap and hugged his neck and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Facing the light of the floor lamp, Tang Xinyu could see the light cast a shadow on Mo Yifan's side face, and it was not clear whether Mo Yifan was happy or angry.

Tang Xinyu couldn't help rubbing Mo Yifan's neck again: "What the **** is this?"

Mo Yifan sighed silently, wrapped his arms around Tang Xinyu's waist, and rubbed his chin in Tang Xinyu's neck for a few strokes: "The old man's house called just now, saying that Grandpa Mo is going to run out."

Tang Xinyu raised his head and looked at Mo Yifan's eyes: "How could it be? That day in Mo's, I also saw Mr. Mo training in full spirit."

Mo Yifan hummed low, but did not reveal much sadness: "I will go back to see the situation first."

Tang Xinyu held Mo Yifan's hand: "I will go with you!"

Mo Yifan squeezed the delicate face of Tang Xinyu, and said with relief: "What is the situation in the old house now, we don't know yet, it should be the servants who are afraid to take responsibility and deliberately exaggerate. ... "

"Go together!" Tang Xinyu interrupted him quickly and hurried upstairs. "Wait for me, I will change my clothes quickly."

Mo Yifan had no choice but to follow behind upstairs: "Don't worry, I have to change."

When Mo Yifan drove back to the old house of Mo's house, he didn't reach the door of the old house, he saw the lights in the old house far away, there were several cars parked in front of the door, obviously everyone was rushing from other places Over here.

Mo Yifan sank his eyebrows, not expecting things to be so alarming. Is it true that the old man of Mo is almost going to die?

Tang Xinyu also saw the situation of the Mo family, holding Mo Yifan's hand: "Don't worry, there will be nothing wrong."

After a long time, Mo Yifan sneered softly: "It's better if something happens ..."

This sentence is very light, if not Tang Xinyu always pay attention to Mo Yifan's state, she would not hear this whisper. With a throbbing heart, she tried to control her palms from holding Mo Yifan not to tremble.

Could it be that the Mo's old mansion tonight is a game?

When Tang Xinyu and Mo Yifan entered the Mo family, many women of the Mo family were crowded in the living room. Tang Xinyu glanced at Mrs. Mo, Mrs. Mo 2 and Mrs. Mo 3 all there, and there was a daughter-in-law of Mrs. Mo 2 Tian Wanwan didn't come, but she understood that she hadn't been in production for a long time, and it was definitely inconvenient to come in the middle of the night.

Mo Yifan took Tang Xinyu to a single sofa and sat down, patted her shoulders, and nodded casually towards the three sisters-in-law, and strode toward the bedroom of Grandpa Mo.

As soon as Mo Yifan walked away, the entire living room was restored to the scene of all women.

After saying hello to everyone, Tang Xinyu took the opportunity of helping the servants to distribute tea, and observed several of the ladies present. The wives who always pay attention to appearance and appearance are all facing up to the sky, their hair is scattered randomly, and the clothes are not well matched. Everyone seemed to have suddenly received the news of the death of Mr. Mo and was not prepared.

Mrs. Mo took the hot tea and thanked Tang Xinyu: "Xinyu, don't be too busy with these things, just let them do it. Don't know what is going on inside them?"

Mrs. Mo Er's neck stretched out the longest, and it was almost the same as the daughter-in-law to find out what was going on.

Tang Xinyu took a look at everyone's expressions, almost all concerned about the condition of Grandpa Mo, but how many of these concerns are really for Grandpa Mo's physical condition?

Tang Xinyu lowered her eyelids. She didn't know what happened to Mo Yi's canvas. If Mr. Mo died at this time, the power of Mo was temporarily uncontrolled, and the parties would unite to deal with Mo Yifan, which is currently the most popular. Can Mo Yifan withstand it?

Tang Xinyu remembered Mo Yifan's phrase "If something happens," then Mo Yifan's plan, under the premise of something serious, must have done a good job.

Grandpa Mo?

By the way, besides calling Mo Yifan "Papa" in public, Mo Yifan always called him "Mo Su" when he was with himself in private, and he didn't realize the friendship between father and son.

Is it Mo Yifan ...

As soon as this thought came to mind, he was quickly rejected by Tang Xinyu. Although Mo Yifan is a villain in the original novel, he never seems to have dealt with his father, and since marrying herself, she has not found anything that Mo Yifan did illegally.

When did Lord Mo die in the original novel, how did he die, and what happened?

Tang Xinyu couldn't remember for a long time.

"Squeak-da da da-"

Hearing the sound of the bedroom door opening from the upper floor, the anxiously waiting ladies in the living room stood up in unison and looked upstairs, hoping to hear from the open bedroom door.

As for what kind of news is considered satisfactory, only they know it.

Tang Xinyu forced himself to calm down immediately, objectively observe the people around him, and try not to miss any details. Today's Mo's was originally on the cusp of the storm, and if the news of the death of Grandpa Mo now spreads, it will definitely cause a lot of shock. Mo Yifan has faced enough crises, and she can't hold him back at this time.

Footsteps sounded in the hallway upstairs. Mo Yifan's eldest brother, second elder brother, third elder brother and Mo Lanqing walked down the stairs. Tang Xinyu didn't see Mo Yifan's figure when he looked left and right.

Mrs. Mo was most anxious, trotting in front of her younger sisters and wives in a few steps, and asked first: "How is Dad? What did the doctor say?"

Mo Yicheng supported Mrs. Mo's shoulders and said gently: "The family doctor has just seen it. Dad is fine. It's just an old problem. It just needs to be cultivated for a while."

Mo Yi and his younger brother Mo Yizhi, who haven't said a few words from the beginning to the end, have something in their hearts. Although the third son of the family has no intention of shopping in the market, he concentrates on growing flowers and fish at home, but he can't bear someone to have a good son. Just now in the room of Grandpa Mo, with so many grandchildren, Grandpa Mo only asked Mo Lanqing.

Mo Yihe got angry at the thought of his son, who was not content. I do n’t know which little lovers are still fooling around, no one answers the phone, and Ping Bai has lost a good chance to act in front of the old man!

Tang Xinyu opened his mouth to the most benevolent Mo Yicheng: "Song President, I'm sorry, what about others?"

Mo Yicheng smiled kindly: "Heart, you have been married to Yifan for such a long time, why can't you remember to change your mouth, and call me Cheng Cheng to see more, all are family."

Tang Xinyu smiled and said, "I'm sorry, but I just took it easy."

Mo Yicheng: "Dad, he has something to tell Yifan, let us get down first."

Tang Xinyu had a smile on his face, but his eyes narrowed.

Mo Yicheng said this very interesting. Everyone was in the bedroom before, and Mr. Mo spoke to everyone. Finally, he only left Mo Yifan to speak in private. Mo Yicheng replied in this way, and Mo Yifan was separated from them invisibly, becoming an imaginary enemy.

What other sons ca n’t know, only Mo Yifan knows?

In such a sensitive and critical period, it is really tempting.

Even with it, Tang Xinyu felt that other wives had a deeper eye on themselves.

Tang Xinyu cannot allow them to form an alliance. She has to find a way to dissolve their interests, at least to make their relationship fragile to the point of being vulnerable.

Mo Lanqing came out from behind Mo Yizhi, looked at Tang Xinyu, moved his lips, or opened his mouth: "Grandpa and Uncle have always been relatively close, and they should have asked Uncle to accompany him to speak. The meeting will not end, so late, otherwise I will send you back? "

Tang Xinyu smiled and refused: "It's no trouble, I will live in the room where your uncle lived." After that, he called the old house's servant to clean up Mo Yifan's room in the old house before getting married.

Mo Lanqing watched that the others had gone out in twos and threes, and only Mrs. Mo San walked back one step or three, constantly using his eyes to signal Mo Lanqing to keep up and go home. But Mo Lanqing took it as if he had not seen it, and took a step closer to the direction of Tang Xinyu. He whispered: "At the Mo family, do you think he can protect you?"

Tang Xinyu suddenly raised his head, staring closely at Mo Lanqing, and squeezed out of his teeth: "What do you mean?"

Mo Lanqing showed a strange smile: "Literally."

"Wow--"

"boom--"

The sound of two things falling down was particularly loud in the old house at four o'clock in the morning, and the people who were just about to step out the door of the old house turned back.

"Say one more word ?!"

This is the roar of the old man of Mo, and there are still unresolved weakness and aging in the angry sound.

Next came the sound of the bedroom door being opened.

Mo Yifan's cold voice sounded upstairs: "Again, I have the same answer. No word will change."

Mr. Mo smashed something else and shouted: "Call me Lawyer Wu!"

Everyone's face changed.

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