brothers do not attack

Mo Mingli looked at his youngest son who didn't look like him at all, and looked down at the book in his hand.

"You are also 23 years old, pay attention to your image in front of everyone."

Mo Yan looked at the clothes on his body, looked at the other party with innocent eyes and asked, "What aspect are you talking about?"

Mo Mingli put the book on the table, and looked at Mo Yan's shirt with a big peony pattern on his top, and checked jeans on his lower body.There is nothing wrong with just looking at either of the two outfits.But when the two pieces are matched together, it gives people a weird feeling.

"It's time to change your clothes." Mo Mingli commented.

"Oh, that's it?" Seeing that Mo Mingli had no intention of talking to him, Mo Yan turned and left, and said, "Then I'll go eat first."

The housekeeper waited until Mo Yan was out of sight, and then said to Mo Mingli: "Master, why don't you deal with the young master?"

Mo Mingli picked up a cigarette, lit it and put it in his mouth.It took a long time before he replied: "No matter what, I have raised him for so many years. As long as nothing bad happens to him, it doesn't matter if I continue to raise him."

"But what the young master did is insulting to the family." The butler said looking at a box on the table.

"Just let him play. If it's not too outrageous, don't tell me." Mo Mingli threw the box on the table into the trash can, looked at the time on the watch, and asked, "Is Ah Zhou coming back for lunch today?" ?”

"The young master just called back and said he would be back today." The butler replied with a calm expression.

"Okay, let Aunt He prepare lunch. I'll eat with them later." Mo Mingli smiled.

"Yes."

First floor, restaurant.

"Aunt He, are you okay? I'm almost starving to death!" Mo Yan held his stomach and looked at the kitchen door pitifully.

As soon as Mo Zhou entered, he saw Mo Yan at the dining table looking pitiful.Mo Zhou's eyes flashed, and he suddenly had the desire to make Mo Yan continue to suffer.

"Master, you're back!" The butler stood at the door at some point and took Mo Zhou's briefcase. "Master will have dinner with you today."

"Well, I see." Mo Zhou walked to the dining table and sat down, facing Mo Yan.

Mo Yan glanced at Mo Zhou in displeasure, "Your secretary has been giving you small reports all day long, isn't it tiring?"

Mo Zhou took off his coat, and the servant stepped forward to take it.

"If you behaved better, I wouldn't be so tired." Mo Zhou took a sip of the water that the servant handed him.He said to Aunt He in the kitchen, "Aunt He, my father hasn't come down yet, so you can slow down."

Aunt He agreed in the kitchen, and she had to put the food away for Mo Yan after hearing that the master also ate it together.

Mo Yan knew that Aunt He would not bring the food so quickly after hearing Mo Zhou's words, so he glared at Mo Zhou viciously.Mo Zhou held the newspaper and looked at it indifferently.

"Read the newspaper like an old man." Mo Yan was so hungry that his stomach ached, he grabbed the grapes from the fruit plate on the table and threw them into his mouth one by one.Even if you are starving to death, you can't act like you are very hungry.But as soon as the grapes were in his mouth, he chewed them quickly, and a bunch of grapes quickly disappeared from Mo Yan's hand.

Mo Zhou glanced over, and Mo Yan immediately put on a reluctant look, despising the unpalatable grapes.

Mo Zhou looked at Mo Yan's expression that he was not hungry at all, but he ate up all the grapes, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.Before Mo Yan found out, he restrained himself again.

Half an hour has passed, and the grapes I just ate have been digested for a long time.Mo Yan, who was still hungry, began to throb in his stomach.He rubbed his stomach with his hands under the table, trying to relieve the pain in his stomach.Damn it, did the old man fall asleep on it? !

Mo Yan looked at the apples on the fruit plate and swallowed.

"Take down the fruit plate, the food will be served soon." Without raising his head, Mo Zhou asked his servants to remove the fruit plate.

"Yes." The servant replied.

So Mo Yan watched helplessly as the servants removed the fruit plate, and followed the fruit plate reluctantly.

"Are you very hungry?" Mo Zhou asked suddenly.

"Of course I'm not hungry at all." Mo Yan replied reflexively.Don't think you can beat me like this!

"Well, it's good if you're not hungry." Mo Zhou picked up the phone and moved his fingers.Then put the phone on the table and continue reading the newspaper.

Mo Yan suddenly had a bad premonition, and asked Mo Zhou, "Why isn't Dad coming down?"

"Oh, I just sent a text message to Dad, saying that we are not hungry yet, let Dad finish his business before coming down." Mo Zhou said calmly.

"What?!" Mo Yan burst out.

Mo Zhou looked at Mo Yan who was suddenly excited, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Seeing Mo Zhou's hypocritical and ignorant look, Mo Yan took a deep breath and forced a grin.Sitting down again, he said, "I'm just surprised Dad has so many things to do, shouldn't you help Dad?"

Mo Zhou took a sip of water and put the newspaper aside. "I've already finished the one my father gave me." After speaking, he looked at Mo Yan with a half-smile.

Mo Yan clenched his fists and looked at Mo Zhou, resisting the urge to punch him.Knowing that the old man won't give him the housekeeping business!Also showing off.snort!

"I'm going to call you Chairman Mo soon, right?" Mo Yan challenged.

"Dad." Mo Zhou shouted to Mo Yan.

"What?" Mo Yan plucked his ears, "You call me dad?"

Just when Mo Yan thought that Mo Zhou was coming up with some kind of crazy idea, he was suddenly slapped on the head, "What have you been thinking about all day?!" Mo Mingli's voice came from behind Mo Yan, and he couldn't hear any emotion. .

Mo Yan was taken aback, and looked at Mo Zhou.I saw Mo Zhou standing next to the main seat where Mo Mingli usually sat, pulling out the chair and waiting for Mo Mingli to take his seat.Seeing Mo Yan looking over, the corners of his mouth turned up.

Mo Yan was so angry that he wanted to vomit three liters of blood, this despicable villain! !

Mo Mingli sat on the main seat, looked at Mo Zhou and said, "Your brother is already this old, you should teach him more."

Mo Zhou nodded, and said solemnly: "Don't worry, Dad, I will educate my younger brother well."

"Then let's have dinner." Mo Mingli wiped his hands with a paper towel and instructed the housekeeper.

"Yes." The butler walked into the kitchen.Urge Aunt He to serve.

Mo Yan just wanted to complain, but he was attracted by the food in the servant's hand, so he decided to compete with Mo Zhou after he was full.

The servants brought the food one after another. Mo Yan was rubbing his stomach while staring at the delicacies in front of him with green eyes. From the corner of his eyes, he noticed that after Mo's father moved his chopsticks, he couldn't wait to pick up a piece of braised pork and put it in his mouth.The greasy taste is what Mo Yan dislikes the most, but Mo Yan doesn't care about it now, as long as he swallows it in his stomach to relieve stomach pain.After eating a piece of braised pork, before Mo Yan had time to pick up another piece, his stomach felt a severe pain.