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

This is simply easy to get.

He effortlessly snatched the person Mo Beichen was thinking about, and soon, he would become his bed partner.

Mo Beichen wanted to know what kind of explosive mood he should feel?

He suddenly chuckled secretly, and a sly gleam flashed through his eyes.

"I'll just listen to you." He smiled gently at Su Qianrou.

At that moment, it was as if the winter in the north ushered in the vitality of spring.

Su Qianrou's heart couldn't help but feel warm.

Fu Shuyan deliberately took Mr. Mo back to the Mo family, and forced him to move to the Mo family on the grounds of fulfilling his filial piety.

He also informed Su Qianrou of this matter in advance and got approval.

It's better to have relatives by your side than to be in a deserted hospital. Besides, it's also good for Mr. Mo's condition.

why not?

"Rourou, since we are getting engaged, why not move to the Mo family so that you can take care of grandpa more conveniently."

He suddenly took Su Qianrou's hand and winked at her, with a look that seemed to be pleading on his face.

She knew exactly what kind of situation she encountered several times in the Mo family, and she still vividly remembers it.

Originally, she should have refused, but when she thought that Mr. Mo had suffered a stroke because of what she had done, her heart twitched and ached.

Painful.

After hesitating for a few times, she finally followed Fu Shuyan's wishes and agreed: "I understand."

Fu Shuyan was overjoyed, he had already raised the flag of victory in his heart, and all the cells in his body were cheering and rejoicing.

The expressionless face revealed a fox-like cunning mind.

He wanted to completely make Mo Beichen heartbroken!

This matter was refuted by Mo Beichen, but Fu Shuyan pushed Mr. Mo out as a shield.

He showed an innocent look on his face and said angrily in front of Mr. Mo's useless body.

"Cousin, I'm just doing it for my grandpa's own good. I don't think you're so cruel as to drive grandpa out, right?"

His words had an irritating effect on Mr. Mo. Mr. Mo looked aside, his pupils obviously glaring.

He seemed to agree with Fu Shuyan's meaning.

Mo Beichen had always admired Mr. Mo the most, and the anger in his eyes was suppressed by death at this moment.

He didn't speak, turned around and left.

Su Qianrou moved here the next day.

She helped prepare nutritious recipes for Mr. Mo in the kitchen that smelled of fireworks, with a cautious and serious expression.

A perfect example of a good wife and mother.

Mo Beichen had always stopped at this point in the past, dragging his hesitant pace, slowly and habitually glancing at the place that was only a little bit alive.

In this quick-sighted moment, Fu Shuyan came out of nowhere and immediately circled behind Su Qianrou, with a sharp posture, and hugged her.

"Rourou." He leaned close to her ear, his voice full of tenderness.

Seeing this, Mo Beichen stopped suddenly, his expression suddenly changed, becoming gloomy and ugly.

Fu Shuyan noticed the figure standing on the stairs out of the corner of his eye, his expression even more proud of himself.

"Thank you for your hard work. I can help you." Like a child, Fu Shuyan rubbed Su Qianrou's back and shoulders.

After a while, he carried Su Qianrou forward with his backhand, and affectionately helped her brush away her messy hair. The hook mark at the corner of her mouth lingered for a long time.

Su Qianrou frowned slightly, deliberately showing off her anger, and sometimes she would play happily with him.

The interaction between the two is as sweet as a young couple in love, beautiful and full of longing for the future.

Anyone who sees it will be amazed and filled with envy and jealousy. Only Mo Beichen, his dark face was as solemn as a landslide, and his expression was full of anger.

This is not enough.

Fu Shuyan became more and more bold. In this ambiguous atmosphere, his lips moved closer to Su Qianrou, as if asking for a kiss.

"Don't make trouble." Su Qianrou came to her senses and immediately covered his lips with her hand and pushed him.

Subconsciously, I kept some distance from him.

She hadn't thought about this kind of thing yet, nor had she made any mental preparations.

This scene is a bit embarrassing.

But Mo Beichen had already shifted his gaze from just now, his eyes were cold and without any warmth.

When he returned to Mu's family, he was absent-minded, turned a deaf ear, and completely lost his mind.

Those employees who usually greeted him became cautious at this moment, fearing that they would get angry if they were not careful.

"Mr. Mo, there are two meetings that you need to host today. I'm ready and can start at any time."

Li Mu came in to report his workload.

"Postponed, all work today is postponed." He waved his hand feebly, and then began to frown.

He looked somewhat haggard.

Li Mu didn't dare to say anything and could only follow his wishes.

He couldn't stay any longer in this solemn atmosphere, so he took his clothes, drove the Maybach, and drove around the city at high speed.

The wind blowing from the shore carries a bitter taste.

The head he stuck out was filled with the scent of relief. Looking at the tall buildings, only the ambiguous scenes of Su Qianrou and Fu Shuyan appeared in his mind.

Those images were like dog skin ointment, clinging to him tightly and lingering.

"Su Qianrou, this heartless woman!" He kicked the car door fiercely with pale eyes.

Finally, he came to a tavern, asked the bartender for a few glasses of strong drinks, and drank them.

The smell of the strong liquor had a burning sensation, burning his throat and intestines deeply.

All that was left was the deep red mark.

"Master Mo Wu."

A charming and distinct voice sounded from his side.

Looking away, it was the woman who handed him the paper that day, Mu Xingrui, who had undergone plastic surgery.

The woman is charming and bright, with a pair of extremely aggressive fox eyes. Her every frown and smile are charming.

The difference from Su Qianrou is that she is more feminine than Su Qianrou, but she doesn't have Su Qianrou's fiery temperament.

Mo Beichen stayed on her body for a moment and then quickly moved away.

It was obvious that he had no interest in her.

But the woman pressed closer and closer to him: "Master Mo Wu, it's just that you have been disappointed in love. If you want, I can help you get it back."

The woman clinked glasses with him and showed a meaningful smile.

How could she see through herself?

Mo Beichen was inevitably a little curious, and with a touch of surprise, he looked into her soul-stirring eyes again.

"Who are you? What does my matter have to do with you?"

"My name is Xu Ying, and I just want to help you." She spread her hands, her face clear and innocent.

"I know something about you, and I can help you with the people you want to deal with."

She opened her cold lips slightly and gave a concise and concise explanation.

Mo Beichen's eyes darkened.