wealthy daughter-in-law

Huanhuan nodded and asked, "Do you still remember what happened in Nuwa Valley?"

Mo Jia responded, how could he forget those days?

"Actually...the child was gone at that time."

Her words completely shocked Mo Jia, "How could it be..."

If there is no more, then the current Mo Xiaohen is...

Huanhuan slowly told Mo Jia everything that happened during that time, especially the dream that seemed real and fake.

After listening to her narration, Mo Jia's eyebrows were always furrowed, and he couldn't recover from the shock for a long time.

No wonder the son has no fetus, he is the child who was rescued by secretly changing the concept of time and space.Strictly speaking, it is still unknown whether he can be considered a "human being".Involuntarily, Mo Jia thought of himself, he had already carried enough burdens, and he only hoped that his son would be healthy and that would be enough, but this result caught him by surprise.

Huanhuan understood his thoughts, got up and hugged him gently, and said with self-reproach, "Mo Jia, I'm sorry, I failed to protect the child well."

Mo Jia slowly closed his eyes, suppressing the emotions there, and slowly, he shook his head, "No, it's because of me."

It was because he failed to fulfill his responsibilities as a husband that made Huanhuan bear so much alone.

Huan Huan took a deep breath, squeezed out two smiles on his cheeks, lowered his head, looked at him and said, "Actually, we should be happy now, no matter what, Mo Xiaohen is still by our side! Even if he has no heart, He is our son too!"

"Well," Mo Jia wrapped her long arms around her slender waist, tightening her in his arms, "I won't let this happen again."

Huan Huan's eyes fell gently, "I don't care about the afterlife, as long as our family of four can be together now, that's enough."

afterlife...

For them, it is a luxury.

*…*

m. o. On the 39th floor, Mo Sheng stood in front of the window, overlooking the whole city.

The cigarette between his fingers burned slowly, and the smoke lingered in front of his eyes, blurring his vision.

He turned around unhurriedly, put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray, and glanced up at the man on the computer screen, "I heard you have a son?"

On the opposite side, Mo Jia's beautiful and picturesque handsome face remained unchanged, cold, faint, and revealing a sense of ease.

"Well, his name is Mohen."

Mo Sheng leaned back on the leather chair, half-closed his deep and dark eyes, "That's good, I will hold this seat for him for 18 years. After 18 years, ask this kid to come and report obediently."

Mo Jia raised his eyebrows, "My son is going to inherit the K-word party. You should find a way to deal with your affairs. I want to find someone to take over your mess and give birth to one myself."

Mo Sheng pouted, "Do you have a conscience? I'm taking responsibility for you!"

Mo Jia gave him a meaningful look, "Now, you are the patriarch of the Mo family."

Mo Sheng sneered and shook his head, "The patriarch of the Mo family has always been you, and you are the one who developed m.o. Everything today is given to you!"

Mo Jia lowered his eyes and said lightly, "It's your duty to guard them."

The computer screen suddenly went black. Mo Sheng sat there, his eyes flickering slightly. He lit another cigarette, leaning his head on the back of the chair, with the cigarette in his mouth, he inhaled unconsciously, and then exhaled the smoke ring. , slowly spreading upwards.

I don't know how long he sat like this, until the cigarette butts in the ashtray were full, he got up lazily, grabbed his coat and went out.

It was past midnight when we returned to the Mo family mansion.

He parked the car, opened the door, and as soon as he walked out, he saw a black shadow out of the corner of his eye, like a ghost, flashed past, and disappeared directly into the back garden.

He stopped his steps, turned around, his pupils suddenly enlarged, and without any hesitation, he searched for the black shadow and chased after him.

When we came to the back garden, the formation that trapped the evil beast was still there, leaving a large burnt black mark on the ground, and the entrance to the underground altar of the Mo family was directly opposite and hidden on both sides of the flower cluster.I don't know why, but Mo Sheng's gaze has been locked there...

The underground altar of Mohism has a history of nearly 200 years.Ever since the Mohists laid their foundation in S City, in order to maintain the ancient sacrificial activities of the Mohists, such a secret underground altar was built in the back garden.

Holding the torch in his hand, Mo Sheng walked straight into the sacrificial hall through the long underground passage.

When he saw that there were some necessary daily necessities inside, he was slightly taken aback, and then his eyes became hot, and he exited impatiently, looking around.

When you come out of the sacrificial hall, you can see several entrances leading to different exits, which looks like a maze.At the beginning, in order to prevent accidents, the Mo family only left one exit, and the rest were set up with traps.Only the Mo family knows the exact location.

Of course Mo Sheng also knew this secret, but he didn't rush to enter the real entrance, but stood where he was, his dark eyes surveying the surroundings.He said suddenly, "I know you're here."

For four weeks, there was no response, only his "buzzing" echo.

"You saved me, does it mean that you have given up?" He looked around, and then said, "Since you have given up, why hide from me? What I said to you that day is true. Why did you Still don't believe it?"

Looking at the eerily quiet stone room, Mo Sheng kept his brows tightly together, "Okay, you don't come out, I'm the only one going in to find you."

As he said that, he took a step forward, not towards the correct one, but went straight to the front entrance.

He was just about to step in when he heard a slightly urgent voice, "Don't go in!"

Mo Sheng stopped, and the corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction.

He just knew that since she saved his life, she wouldn't just watch him die.Although he "used" her again, this time it was worth it.

Mo Sheng turned his head to look at one of the entrances that made the sound, and smiled lightly, "Xihua, I knew you were here." He was just about to walk over when her hoarse voice came from inside again.

"Mo Sheng, go out, I don't want to see you."

Mo Sheng frowned suspiciously, "Why?"

"There are not so many reasons, don't you want to live a peaceful life? Then stay away from me." She said lightly.

He shook his head and laughed, "Yes, I said it, but I also said that I want to go on with you."

In the dark passage, came her slightly low laughter, as hollow as if there was no soul, "Then tell me, do you love me?"