Fuxing Mengfei

Chapter 431 You Are Too Young
The man's voice was sad, and those who heard it were hurt, and those who listened to tears. His sadness was like a boundless sea, and the whole mountain forest was dyed with deep sadness.

Even Mo Qianxie, who has always been cynical, hid among the thick branches and leaves beside the grave, his eyes were moist.

After paying homage to Feng Zimo, the man slowly raised his face.

The empty cup in his hand raised loudly, drawing a white arc in the air, hitting the peeping Mo Qianxie directly.

The attack came too suddenly, Mo Qianxie narrowly avoided it and held the cup in his hand.

Was it discovered earlier?

Mo Qianxie felt that he was still too tender in front of his uncle.

Peeping at his uncle's privacy, he was caught straight, and he couldn't hide anymore.

With a sway, he was already standing ten feet away from Xie Wuya with a smile on his face, and he called out in embarrassment, "Master Uncle!"

"Why are you here?"

The man's cold eyes locked on him, not angry but mighty, which made Mo Qianxie shudder.

"Today my sister is coming to pay respects to my aunt, so Qian Mo is naturally here to be the flower protector."

In front of Xie Wuya, Mo Qianxie was a mouse that saw a cat.

"Uncle, there are always some wild things in this mountain forest. With Mo'er around, no one can hurt my sister."

"Are you asking about it from Xu'er?"

Xie Wuya was thoughtful: "You have always been stubborn, and when you took over the Tianwu Chamber of Commerce and the Tianjian Pavilion, I thought you had changed your temper, but I didn't expect it to be because of Wan'er."

"Never mind!"

He sighed: "Your father has not yet left the customs, and all the affairs in Xueshanwu are waiting for the deity to go back to deal with it. The bowl is handed over to you. If you lose a hair, you are the only one to ask the deity."

Locked by Xie Wuya's cold eyes, Mo Qianxie felt a chill on his neck.

"There has never been a princess in the three generations of Xueshanwu. My sister is the treasure of the Xie family and will pamper Wan'er. Uncle, don't worry."

"someone is coming!"

Xie Wuya pulled Mo Qianxie suddenly, his shadow flickered, and he had disappeared in front of the grave, hiding in the woods.

The ones who came to visit the grave were naturally Mo Xiaowan and Mo Qianlang.

By the way, Mo Xiaowan waited for quite a while before he saw the Mo family's carriage hastily turning out from the road at the end of the woods.

She jumped out of the carriage and hurried over.

"Xiao Lang, why did you wait so long?"

Mo Qianlang lifted the curtain, and Mo Xiaowan saw Ouyang Xue and Mo Jinluo poking their heads out from behind the curtain, his expression darkened.

She turned her head and glared at Mo Qianlang: "Today is my mother's death day, how can you go out with a cat and a dog?"

Who is a cat and a dog?

Ouyang Xue was about to lose her temper when Mo Jinluo tugged her.

They wanted Mo Xiaowan's life today, but they didn't come here to turn faces, there was no need for that.

Ouyang Xue knew what Mo Jinluo meant, suppressed the anger in her heart, and slammed down the curtain.

Mo Qianlang was also very helpless, if he was entangled by them in every possible way at the gate of the mansion, he didn't know how long it would be delayed, and this would miss the agreement with Mo Xiaowan.

"Let's talk!"

Mo Qianlang took Mo Xiaowan's hand and walked forward, explaining in a low voice: "Stupid girl, they will stay in the carriage and won't cause trouble."

"That's not OK!"

Mo Xiaowan felt that Ouyang Xue and Mo Jinluo just had bad intentions.

On the anniversary of his mother's death, Mo Qianlang could only belong to her as his own sister. Seeing these two women, he panicked and complained a little bit about Mo Qianlang. He shook off his hand and walked in front alone.

"Stupid girl, don't be angry!"

Knowing that Mo Xiaowan made a real fuss, it was not a joke, Mo Qianlang chased after her, held her hand with a stern face, and coaxed her.

"I said they are cats and dogs, what is there to be angry with? Don't be angry, angry is the ugliest!"

(End of this chapter)