I can't be angry with you at the same table

Chapter 317 Uncle, I Like Your Daughter

The phone's voice was quite loud, and everyone in the live broadcast room could hear it, and the barrage was full of question marks.

Mo Ran was also taken aback, how the microphone was turned off, I still don't understand, the voice has been heard.

It was too late to watch the time, Mo Ran didn't continue to harm the female anchor, and the broadcast was down.

However, the live broadcast room was not calm. Mo Huang actually downloaded the broadcast without saying anything. Could it be because his secret was heard and he forgot to turn off the microphone.

Mo Huang recharges money, is it all billions and billions? It's so awesome.

Some people also said that the effect of the show is full, and they look forward to Mo Huang's next live broadcast, and continue to use the money ability to let those female anchors show their true colors.

After downloading the broadcast, Mo Ran took a shower and lay down on the bed, unaware that this wave of banknotes tonight caused quite a stir in the live broadcasting world.

But Mo Ran who was lying on the bed tossed and turned, hungry and thirsty, when can I get Liangqian, it's too difficult.

Early in the morning, Mo Ran rode his bicycle to Duliangqian again, and now he felt uncomfortable all day long. In order to show his sincerity, he bought soy milk and fried dough sticks on the way.

The guard saw Mo Ran go in with the morning token again, he was a little puzzled, didn't he see him go out in the morning?
Standing outside the elevator hall, Mo Ran just looked at the elevator, just wanting to take a look and be satisfied.

I felt like I was going to see a psychiatrist, but I was fascinated by her.

Ten minutes later, Mo Ran heard a ding, and Liangqian came down with the children.

"Father." When the two children saw Mo Ran, they cheered without thinking, and ran over directly.

Mo Ran also squatted down and opened his arms: "You two little guys, did you listen to your mother?"

"Yes." Shi Yao and Xiao Bai shouted.

Liangqian is speechless, blocking her door every day, can she be more shameless, I really don't have the shame of you.

"Let's go, I'm going to be late for school." Liang Qian reminded.

Mo Ran felt that Liangqian's attitude was much better today, so he hurriedly said, "I bought you some breakfast."

"We've already eaten." Liangqian said lightly, although she didn't speak harshly, her tone was very cold.

"Mom, I'm not full yet."

"Xiaobai isn't full either."

Liangqian frowned: "You all ate so much just now, you can't eat any more, it will ruin your stomach."

"But Dad bought it." Xiao Bai said aggrievedly.

Mo Shiyao also lowered her head slightly, very pitifully.

Seeing the children's unbearable look, Liangqian stretched out her hand.

Mo Ran gave Liangqian a smile, and then watched the children get into the car.

"Then, drive carefully, and I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow morning."

"No, you can go back." Liangqian whispered, and drove away, not forgetting to glance at the mirror, seeing that Mo Ran didn't chase after her, she was relieved.

But Mo Ran feels good today. Liangqian is different from other women. This kind of woman is emotional, so she has to grind her slowly and let herself be imprinted in her heart. At that time, she will only have herself in her heart. Go drink Mistral.

It's a good death, a wonderful death, how can there be Liangqian if you don't die yourself?

Mo Ran, who was in a good mood, rode out of the community whistling.

"Mr. Mo?" The guard suddenly called out.

Mo Ran turned back in doubt: "What?"

"Do you still live here?"

Mo Ran was taken aback, and said solemnly: "I recently had an argument with my wife and kicked me out. Isn't this here to coax her?"

"So that's the case, then it's all right." The guard smiled.

Mo Ran breathed a sigh of relief, the guard's eyes are really nice, everyone regards him as Liangqian's deceased husband.

At this time, a Maybach drove up and stopped at the door, and the rear windows were lowered.

"Moran?" An exclamation sounded.

Mo Ran, who was about to ride away by bicycle, was taken aback for a moment, then turned around to see a man in his 50s, wearing a pair of glasses, looking at the mirror in surprise.

Who is this?
"You are?" Mo Ran frowned and asked in a low voice.

Liang Liang was taken aback, Xue Qing was right, it was really similar, almost exactly the same.

"It's okay, I just think you are a bit like my son-in-law." Liang Liang smiled and prepared to go up the window and leave.

Mo Ran was taken aback, son-in-law? ? ?

Liangqian's father?No wonder it looks familiar, I saw it in Liangqian's file.

"Uncle, wait a minute." Mo Ran hurriedly called Liang Liang to stop, and suddenly had a complete plan in mind.

Liangliang looked suspiciously at Mo Ran who was coming, and sighed in his heart that it was too similar, but he also knew that it was a fake, Ye Xueqing had already said it.

Mo Ran walked to the side of the car and said straight to the point: "Uncle, I like your daughter."

If this sentence is a bit vulgar, it can be understood as, uncle, I want to sleep with your daughter, do you agree or not, you have to agree if you don't agree.

Liang Liang never expected that this fake Mo Ran would come and say such a thing, which is quite shocking, after all, he is not thick-skinned, so he must not be able to say it.

But Liang Liang was not too angry after hearing this, since Mo Ran's death, her daughter didn't talk to anyone, now there is a man who looks like Mo Ran, maybe her daughter will agree.

It's just that this man doesn't know the basics yet, so he has to ask. If there is a problem with his character, he will definitely not agree.

"Get in the car." Liang Liang said softly.

Mo Ran put the bicycle in the guard room, got on the car and entered the garage, and then came home with Liang Liang.

"Husband, you can see your two treasures when you come back earlier." Ye Xueqing opened the door and smiled.

However, he never expected that Liang Liang would come back with a fake Mo Ran.

"Hello, Auntie." Seeing Ye Xueqing, Mo Ran also knew that this was Liangqian's mother, so she had a better attitude and couldn't be as cruel as she was abroad, otherwise how could they have given Liangqian to herself.

"Oh, hello." Ye Xueqing was a little dazed, this was the first time he had seen a fake Moran, it was very similar to the real thing.

Liangliang made a look, but Ye Xueqing didn't understand, let alone what you meant by bringing Mo Ran back, could it be that he wanted to? ? ?Go crazy.

"Mo Ran, just sit down." Liang Liang said softly.

"Ok."

Mo Ran sat on the sofa, Ye Xueqing poured hot tea, and then the husband and wife sat opposite each other, as if examining the prisoner.

Mo Ran seemed to understand what they meant, and began to talk about his own experience. He had no father or mother, grew up abroad, was gentle and generous to others, had no criminal history, never had a girlfriend, and had a first love. He recently returned to China and recently worked in the anchor industry.

"Are you an anchor?" Ye Xueqing asked in confusion.

Mo Ran felt that the profession of an anchor is still very high, and he seemed a little surprised to hear what Auntie said.

"Well, I made more than 1 yuan last night." Mo Ran looked at the backstage before, and there were indeed more than 1 yuan in dividends, but he made more than one million yuan last night.

(End of this chapter)