"Uncle Dongfang, you are really a good man, you sent me back after giving me so many gems." Bao Bao raised her handsome face and smiled innocently and cutely.

Dongfang Zhan was like a dumb man who ate Huang Lian. He couldn't tell what he was suffering, so he could only nod with a bitter smile.

Binghu looked at those bags of gems and smiled like a charming flower.

"Dongfang Zhan, you are so generous." Binghu took the gem bag and praised him without reservation.

The corners of Dongfang Zhan's mouth twitched. He didn't want to hear others praise him at all. He glanced at Binghu and Baobao, said hello, and immediately slipped away. He was afraid that he would stay any longer. They didn't know what they would do to him.

When Chu Wei just returned from Didu's place that day, she was blocked by a stranger on the road.

The man looked to be in his thirties, dressed in noble and luxurious clothes, with a faint smile on his face and a kind expression on his face.

"Miss Chu, I don't know if I can spare you a little time. My Patriarch wants to see you." Qian Zhong looked at Chu Wei and smiled lightly. In fact, he should have come to her a long time ago, but most of Mo Xian stayed by her side. He can't show up at all.

After finally catching this opportunity, he came right away.

Chu Wei narrowed her eyes slightly, and looked at Qian Zhong vigilantly, "Who are you?"

"I belong to the Holy See of Guangming. The head of my family is the grandfather of the Holy Emperor. He wants to see you." Qian Zhong was still smiling.

Chu Wei was not surprised to hear him say this, it was already in her expectation.

After all, Mo Xian has such a noble status, and she is nothing, which made her think of the modern version of Cinderella entering a wealthy family, and the elders of the wealthy family will try every means to prevent and refuse.

She couldn't help thinking how the old man of the Mo family would let her leave Mo Xian.

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On the beach, Chu Wei calmly and calmly looked at the majestic and imposing old man on the opposite side. The old man looked at her expressionlessly, with a look of visiting light in his sharp eyes.

"You are Chu Wei?" Mo Jinpeng asked in a flat tone. This was the first time he saw Chu Wei. She was indeed good looking, but she didn't have to be good looking to marry Mo Xian.

"Yes, I don't know why Mr. Mo is looking for me. If you are trying to persuade me to leave Mo Xian, your trip today may be in vain."

Chu Wei didn't want to waste too much time beating around the bush with him, so she simply opened up the conversation.

He really knows how to find time. Mo Xian left Tiansheng Academy last night.

Seeing the breezy smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, Mo Jinpeng's eyes turned cold. She was quite self-aware and knew why he came to her.

Now Mo Xian's thoughts are all on her. For her, he even said that he would rather not be the Holy Emperor of Light. He is the only descendant of the Mo family. How could he allow such a thing to happen.

"You don't want to leave him, and it's impossible for him to marry you. You are still so young and you can find someone better, so why bother him." Mo Jinpeng said with a cold gaze, with a compelling majesty in his tone .

But his majesty is nothing in front of Chu Wei.

"I just love him. Even if he doesn't marry me, I'm still willing to be by his side. As his grandfather, why force him to do something he doesn't want to do." Chu Wei said in a firm and sharp tone.

"What he doesn't want? This is his responsibility as a descendant of the Mohist family." Mo Jinpeng sneered. If he doesn't inherit the Guangming Holy See, it means that the inheritance accumulated by the Mohist family's ancestors for generations will fall into the hands of others.

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