wealthy daughter-in-law

Su Huanhuan was a little sluggish, when he looked at him, the blue in his eyes slowly receded into his pupils, and he murmured his name, "Mo Jia..."

"Huanhuan..." Mo Jia had never seen Huanhuan with such an expression before. He stepped forward a few steps and pulled her into his arms, looking around with his dark eyes, his voice seemed to be pulled out of the ice The same as in, "Don't be afraid, I'm coming."

"Mo Jia!" Huan Huan was in his arms, her body suddenly trembled violently, she didn't dare to look at the other people in the study, she just wanted to escape, the farther away from them the better, "Take me out of here, get out of here quickly Here, I want to go back."

Feeling her panic, Mo Jia responded without even thinking, "Okay, go back, let's go now!" He turned his head and told Zhong Kun, "Let Mu Chuan prepare the car."

"Well," Zhong Kun looked at his sister, and went down to prepare without saying anything.

Sister Zhong looked confused and looked at the elders in the room. They seemed to have been seriously frightened, their faces were livid and speechless.And those bodyguards are even more strange, how could they stab themselves with a knife?

Mo Jia naturally didn't ignore these, he vaguely knew the answer, but he didn't want to go deep into it, he just wanted to take Huanhuan out of here as soon as possible and return to their home in Mexico City.

Mo Jia walked out with Huan Huan in his arms, and when he came to the door, he heard a low voice from behind, "Mo Jia!"

Mo Jia paused and turned back slowly.

Mo Tieyi leaned on a cane and walked over step by step with difficulty, followed by the elders of the Mo family, staring at Huanhuan with fear and hatred.

"You can't take her away." Mo Tieyi said word by word, "If you are reincarnated, our Mo family will have no choice but to die! You must kill her, this woman is a disaster!"

Huan Huan's body trembled, the word "disaster", like two sharp steel needles, ruthlessly pierced into her heart.

Just now, when she was facing the bodyguards who wanted to kill her, she heard a sigh quietly appearing, it was very light, very faint, but it really shocked her heart.When she realized it again, the people in the room had already collapsed, and she vaguely remembered that at that time, she had murderous intent...

Mo Jia took a deep breath, and her cool voice seemed full of oppression, "With me here, no one can touch her hair!"

"Mo Jia——" Mo Tieyi looked at him, his eyes were slightly red, "You are the future patriarch, and you have the responsibility to protect your clansmen!"

Mo Jia looked at his grandfather, "But I am also the husband of this woman!"

"She's a witch!" shouted an elder behind her, "Just now, she wanted to kill us!!"

Immediately, the crowd became angry, "That's right, if we don't kill her, all of us will suffer!"

"Yes, kill her! Kill her!"

Huanhuan really wanted to cover her ears, she wanted to die with those words, and desperately reminded her that she is the reincarnation of a witch, she is the reincarnation of Ji, and there is an insurmountable gap between her and Mo Jia...

She shook her head, trying to deny that she wasn't, she wasn't.However, their anger burned her blood, causing her to lose control and become unlike herself.She was afraid, afraid of being so helpless, so she could only hold Mo Jia tightly, trying to borrow some strength from him, even if it was temporary.

Mu Chuan, who was watching from the side, was filled with righteous indignation, and wanted to step forward, but was stopped by Zhong Kun, "This is the young master's business, and none of us can interfere."

"Hey!" Mu Chuan turned his head and stopped looking at those annoying old guys.

Sister Zhong looked at the old man for a while, and at Huanhuan for a while, and she didn't want to part with either.If you want to blame, you can only blame fate for tricking people. Huanhuan took the risk to save the young master. The present happiness is bought by her life. She never thought that she is actually the reincarnation of Xie!It's unfair, it's so unfair!

Mo Jia seemed to be able to understand illusions, so he covered her ears with his hands, and said softly to her, "Don't look at anything, don't listen to anything, just leave it to me."

"Mo Jia..." Huan Huan's flustered eyes were miraculously soothed at that moment.Looking at him, she nodded hesitantly, closed her eyes, and stayed quietly in his arms.

That piece of pure land isolated from the world.

Seeing Mo Jia's care for Huanhuan in every possible way, Mo Tieyi shook his head in disappointment, sighed, and said in a low voice to both sides, "Bring it."

The bodyguards on both sides handed over the bottles in their hands, and the elders gritted their teeth and took each bottle. In the end, Mo Tieyi took it with a blank expression, then slowly unscrewed it, and took the contents out of the bottle. It poured water on the top of the head, and the other elders also poured water on themselves.

All of a sudden, there was a smell of gasoline

Mo Jia's expression changed, he subconsciously let go of his embrace, and frowned, "Grandpa!"

Huan Huan opened his eyes suddenly and looked at them in a daze.

Sister Zhong exclaimed, "Master!" She wanted to go over, but was stopped by Zhong Kun and Mu Chuan, "Sister, it's dangerous!"

Mo Tieyi threw away the bottle, his body was dripping wet, his gray hair was dripping with gasoline, he stood there calmly, and said in a deep voice, "If you take her away, our Mo family will be doomed, how about Come and have a good time now."

Mo Jia gritted his teeth, his cold eyes set off a hurricane, "Grandpa, you are forcing me!"

"Grandpa is not forcing you, but just wants you to see the facts clearly." Mo Tieyi led more than a dozen elders, and slowly sat down on the ground with their legs crossed, with a resolute expression and death, "Since you want to save a Mohist? Enemy, then we are doomed to lose our clansmen."

Mo Jia took a deep breath and tried his best to control his emotions, "Give me time, and I will prove that I have other methods besides killing Huanhuan!"

Mo Tieyi shook his head, "It's too late."

Behind him, an elder said in a desperate voice, "My youngest son just got into a car accident and he's gone. He's lost everything. What's the point of living? If he dies, it's all over."

Someone next to him gave a wry smile, "My little grandson was kidnapped by robbers. After paying the ransom, he was still torn up. My wife is crazy, and my son is almost dead."

Mo Jia clenched her fists tightly, her chest heaved violently, it was the first time Huanhuan heard these cruel realities, her face turned pale.Raising her head, she looked at Mo Jia's forbearance, in those frenzied eyes, she saw his struggle...

Mo Tieyi stopped talking and took out a match from his pocket.

Mo Jia's pupils dilated sharply, and rushed over immediately, "No!"

Mo Tieyi had already pulled out one, and was about to scratch it when he heard a low, self-deprecating voice, "Don't you just want me to die?"