Alien Arms Dealer

After Mo Ziqing escaped from Mingshui Garden in embarrassment, Yufeng returned to Song's house, just in time when Song Qiwen bumped into him in embarrassment.

"Ziqing, what's the matter with you?" Song Qiwen hurriedly supported him, saw his clothes were torn a few times, and faint blood was coming out, so he hurriedly helped him into the room, and asked, "What's the matter with you? Why did you come back with an injury after going out?"

But Mo Ziqing said with a smile: "It's all right! Cousin, don't worry! It's just a skin injury!"

Song Qiwen looked at him with a puzzled expression, "What the hell did you do? You were injured and still looked happy after eating honey. You must have been kicked in the head by a donkey! Didn't you say you were using my name today to negotiate with Feihong Pavilion?" Is the pavilion master talking about business? How was the result?"

Mo Ziqing put his face on his face, showing a look of disappointment, "Hey, cousin, don't mention it..."

Song Qiwen felt something was wrong, "What happened to you today? Did you take the wrong medicine or did you break up in love?"

"It's more terrifying than a broken relationship!" Mo Ziqing threw his head on the table, patted the table and cried, "My wife doesn't want me anymore!"

Song Qiwen saw that he was slapping the table and crying, he had no image at all, he looked like a child, it seemed that since he took over the position of Mo family suzerain, he had never seen him showing his emotions, could it be... …sick?

Song Qiwen called the housekeeper, "Go find a doctor..."

Mo Ziqing slapped the table hard, "What doctor is he? I'm not sick!"

"What's the matter that you're not sick? The majestic Mo family patriarch was crying and making a fuss in my house. It's so decent. Fortunately, no outsiders saw it. Otherwise, your family's face will be completely humiliated!"

Mo Ziqing seemed to realize that he was a little excited, wiped his face, and straightened his appearance, "Cousin, I'm really not sick! Don't call the doctor!"

"Then you have to take care of your injuries!"

"No need! I said it's a skin injury and it's fine!"

"Ziqing, what happened to you today? How did you become crazy?"

"Cousin! You came back so late!" Song Qiheng saw that the main room was lit, so he came to take a look, but unexpectedly saw Mo Ziqing who was slightly injured, "Wow, cousin, what's wrong with you? Chased and killed?"

"I think he's been punched in the head! He's been weird and crazy since he came back!"

"Wow! Cousin, you are not possessed by a ghost, are you?"

The brothers of the Song family sang and talked, and did not give Mo Ziqing a chance to speak at all, as if he had really become abnormal. Song Qiheng was still bluffing to ask for a miracle doctor, but Mo Ziqing couldn't bear it anymore and yelled, " That's enough! If you don't help me, it's fine, and you still add trouble to me, what kind of brothers are you!"

Song Qiwen covered his forehead, "We are helping you..."

A look of expectation flashed in Mo Ziqing's eyes, "Can you help me get my wife back?"

Song Qiwen: "..."

Song Qiheng: "..."

"Hey! What kind of eyes do you have! I'm not joking!" Mo Ziqing said with a blushing face.

Song Qiwen coughed lightly, "Let me ask, where did you get your daughter-in-law? When did you get married, why don't I know?"

"Of course you don't know! At that time, I was murdered and locked up in a dark place for three years. Then I managed to find a chance to escape. My body was really at the end of its strength. Fortunately, someone rescued me at that time, but I lost that year

Lost memory..."

"I know this, you have said it before, and you also said that you don't remember what happened in that year..."

"I remember now!" Mo Ziqing said impatiently, "I remembered everything! No wonder I saw Pavilion Master Xiao so familiar for the first time, because he was the one who saved me back then!"

Song Qiwen was slightly startled, "So that's how it is. In this way, he can be regarded as your savior. You should thank him well in the future!"

"Ahhh—" Mo Ziqing rubbed his hair irritably, "It's not a matter of thanking you or not! I... I gave birth to a son with him..."

Song Qiwen was dumbfounded, and Song Qiheng's jaw almost fell to the ground.