Master Mo, you are here to ask for money for milk powder.

Chapter 170 I need her to put out the fire quickly

Lin Anan finished speaking on her own, "I'm telling you this to let you know that even if you tell me that I have three children, it won't affect me."

"The person you're looking for to harm me told Mo Junyu that you were the woman you were with Mo Junyu five years ago. If you follow the words, maybe you can still get what you want."

Hearing what Lin Anan said, Yang Sumei was overjoyed and tugged at Lin Meiyue's arm.

Lin Guoqing was still in a trance and didn't come to his senses. He had been lied to for so many years, and just now, he heard from Lin Anan that Lin Anan was not lost, but was sold by her daughter and wife!
He now fully understands why An An refused to come back with him after he found An An with such an attitude towards him.

Today, he lied to An An so eagerly to save his daughter. An An was completely heartbroken, so he must sever the adoption relationship with him.

He felt very uncomfortable. He looked at Lin Anan and wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to speak.

Lin Meiyue came to her senses, "Impossible, impossible...impossible! This is absolutely impossible!"

"You are lying to me!"

"If your three bastards are the president's children, why don't you let the president know? Are you still so afraid that the president will know?"

Before, Lin Anan listened to her again and again in order not to let her reveal this secret.

He took her into the president's office to deliver meals to the president, and helped her get resources.

Thinking of this, Lin Meiyue became even more convinced, "If your three children belong to the CEO, then you don't need to be afraid of my threat at all. You should want to let the CEO know that you are a mother who is more expensive to marry into a wealthy family than your son."

"If, as you told me before, you hate the president, you should do your best to match me with the president."

"But you didn't!"

"You told me that you are not interested in the president, and you don't want the president to wash your feet, but what happened?! You turned around and fell in love with the president!"

"Lin An'an, you obviously lied to me on purpose, trying to treat me like a monkey!"

"I tell you, I won't be fooled by you, I want to tell the president you..."

Yang Sumei, who had been pulling Lin Meiyue by her side and persuading Lin Meiyue, never persuaded her. Hearing that Lin Meiyue's voice was getting louder, she quickly covered Lin Meiyue's mouth.

Yang Sumei couldn't hold back Lin Meiyue, so she called Lin Guoqing for help, "Old Lin, what are you doing in a daze? Come and get this damn girl, crazy girl into the car first, and take her home!"

"Oh, oh." Lin Guoqing started to help.

He has a soft ear and has always listened to Yang Sumei's words. Now he knows that Lin An'an has been wronged so much, and he feels very guilty towards Lin An'an, so he doesn't want his daughter to talk nonsense here.

Go hurt Lin Anan again.

"An An, don't worry, we will take care of Meiyue and not let her talk nonsense." Before Yang Sumei took Lin Meiyue away, she did not forget to tell Lin Anan.

Seeing Yang Sumei and Lin Guoqing pressing Lin Meiyue into the car, Lin Anan knew that Yang Sumei would do what she said, and also knew that Yang Sumei was still paying attention to her.

Lin Anan stopped thinking, turned around and wanted to go back.

When she turned around, she saw the black Maybach window lowered, and Mo Junyu was looking at her.

It was more than ten meters away, Lin Anan could feel the sharp and cold light in Mo Junyu's eyes from such a long distance.

Mo Junyu's gaze gave her the illusion that he could hear her talking with Lin Meiyue.

Lin Anan put away this illusion, hurried to the front of the car, opened the door and got in the car.

Then Lin Anan looked at him, and said to him in a gentle voice, "Sorry for keeping you waiting for so long. Let's go back."

However, after she finished speaking, Mo Junyu didn't respond to her, only the brown eyes were as cold as a knife blade, and the turbulent and turbulent anger in his eyes, the hostility emanating from his body was even more shocking.

This atmosphere, this demeanor, required her to put out the fire quickly.

Lin Anan quickly reached out to hug his waist, leaned into his arms, and asked softly, "President, what's wrong with you?"

"Who made you angry?"

(End of this chapter)