After rebirth, the group's beloved daughter exploded the audience

Returning to a familiar place again, ripples appeared in Su Qianrou's heart.

She still doesn't know what kind of relationship she has with Mo Beichen.

Either continue to pretend to be a married couple, or completely break up with this deep-seated man.

"Just do it as before, I'll sleep..." Su Qianrou's eyes were as light as a pool of water.

"Since we are Mrs. Mo, of course we have to sleep together." As the sky dimmed, the corners of his lips curled up in an evil way.

As if swearing sovereignty.

"Bring Madam's things up." He frowned coldly, and the servant did not dare to slack off.

Su Qianrou was dragged back to the room by him like a puppet. In an instant, the temperature in the room suddenly rose. Su Qianrou's face turned red, and her eyes evaded in panic.

Mo Beichen seemed to be admiring the exquisite things, his face was full of doting, and his warm smile wandered freely on her body.

Before she knew it, his warm lips had touched her chin, and a lazy voice came from deep in his throat.

"Rourou, don't leave me again!" His eyes were a little moist.

Does he... care about himself?

Su Qianrou's whole body twitched faintly, "Is it too late now?"

"It's not too late." The two words came out quickly, and he blocked her lips affectionately, leaving no chance to breathe.

Su Qianrou was defeated again at the hands of this powerful man. Thinking about it, she felt that she had suffered a huge loss.

The next day, Mr. Mo dined with them on the same table. Seeing the two of them fit together again, Mr. Mo's heart filled with joy.

His old face made him look a few years older.

"If Rourou can come back, our Mo family will be reunited neatly."

Mr. Mo let out a hoarse laugh, and sighed back and forth with his calloused hands on Mo Beichen and Su Qianrou.

Su Qianrou responded with a soft smile, but her eyes on Mo Beichen had a disharmonious aura.

"By the way, that's what I thought. Your boy only gave the Su family a betrothal gift, and he didn't even give Rourou a wedding."

Mr. Mo glanced at Mo Beichen angrily and let out an old-fashioned look.

"So, I plan to hold a grand wedding for you to make up for our debt to the Su family."

As he said that, Mr. Mo's eyes moved to Su Qianrou: "Rourou, what do you think?"

Mr. Mo looked expectant.

Su Qianrou frowned, her brows filled with hesitation. She felt in a dilemma.

One second she was thinking about ending her relationship with the Mo family, and the next second she was holding a wedding. It was a bit ridiculous.

Besides, the past cannot be erased as chalk writing.

When she was about to refuse, Mo Beichen seemed to have read her mind and struck preemptively.

"Grandpa, just do as you say."

"That's great! Hahaha..."

Mr. Mo nodded with satisfaction, "Leave this matter to me, this old man, and I will definitely let Rourou be my granddaughter-in-law openly and openly."

Mo Beichen showed a relaxed expression at this moment.

I'm afraid this is exactly what he wanted.

After the meal, Su Qianrou followed Mo Beichen into the out-of-print Maybach.

She was staring at him angrily, and her whole body exuded the smell of subjugation.

"Want to follow me to the company?" Mo Beichen raised his nose and eyebrows, looking at her with interest.

Knowingly ask!

Su Qianrou became even more angry, and asked with a tense face: "Why did you agree to grandpa? You know, we are just pretending to get married!" Her tone was a bit serious, as if she wanted to quarrel.

"It's all just to make the two families happy. Do you have the heart to let grandpa know the truth? Huh?" Mo Beichen let out a question from his throat.

That was indeed the case, but after so many things happened, she hated this man more than trying to please the relationship between the two families.

"But...!" She stopped talking and swallowed the words back into her stomach again.

Mr. Mo treated her as his own granddaughter, and when she thought about it carefully, she really couldn't do it.

"Rourou." Mo Beichen suddenly stroked her head and tidied up the messy hair in front of her, his eyes full of tenderness.

"In addition to making the two families happy, I also want to protect you in an important capacity."

Mo Beichen rubbed her into his chest, his drooping eyes were hot and honest, and his black pupils suddenly became a little fragile at this moment.

Su Qianrou was flattered, angry and loving at the same time, "I didn't agree, don't be so self-righteous!"

Su Qianrou left an obvious mark on his solid chest.

"Tsk!" Mo Beichen struggled for half a second.

Besides her, who would be so bold as to bite him with bared teeth? Mo Beichen couldn't help but chuckle.

Li Mu looked through the rearview mirror and felt goosebumps spread all over his body.

Looking at this situation, the president has brought his wife back again. This is good news and worth celebrating.

"Mr. Mo, shall we go?"

"Walk."

When he was young, Mr. Mo was also a resolute and resolute person who kept his word.

In order to make up for the Mo family's debt to Su Qianrou, he ordered people to make the wedding known to everyone in Jiangcheng and the imperial capital.

Very lively.

Everyone can't help but sigh with envy: "Su Qianrou is so lucky, she will become Mrs. Mo!"

"Same people but different lives. Su Qianrou must have saved the galaxy in her previous life!"

"Now that Mo and Su are united, Jiangcheng and the Imperial Capital will be theirs from now on!"

……

Mu Xingrui learned about this news from the newspaper. At this moment, her head exploded and her whole body was on the verge of collapse.

The nurse who came in to deliver the medicine saw her breathing rapidly, her face red and livid, and bloodshot eyes clearly oozing from the corners of her mouth. She looked dangerous.

"Miss Mu! Are you okay?!" The nurse anxiously helped her onto the bed, noticing the tissue next to her that was stained with bright red liquid.

It looked like she was sick again.

"Come, take the medicine, I'm going to call the doctor now!" the nurse hurriedly walked.

"No, no need..." Mu Xingrui waved her hand, feebly stopping the nurse's behavior.

She was already weak and cold, and due to the events that happened that year, she would vomit blood more quickly when she was stimulated. She had long been accustomed to it.

If it could be cured, it would have been cured long ago, and there would be no need to live in a private hospital all year round.

"I'm fine, you can go and do your work." Mu Xingrui had calmed down now, and his face turned pale again.

The nurse was worried and afraid of disturbing her, so she could only retreat temporarily.

After Mu Xingrui took the medicine, she clenched her fists, roughly kneaded the newspaper in her hand into a ball, and threw it to the ground.

"Mo Beichen, Mo Beichen, you don't miss the old relationship at all. What you promised me back then turned around and you did it with that bitch!"

"If you don't make it easy for me, I won't make it easy for you either!"