Rebirth of the rich and powerful daughter of revenge

Chapter 622

Mo Yunting held Xiao Fuzi with one hand, and grabbed Leng Wuxin by the back collar with his free hand, pulling him away from Lanshan.

"Hold!" Without giving Xiaofuzi and Lanshan a chance to express, Mo Yunting stuffed Xiaofuzi into Lanshan's hand, turned around and punched Leng Wuxin.

This time, the little Fuzi also seemed to feel something, and stayed in Dai Lanshan's arms without crying or fussing, but her expression was not in Mo Yunting's arms, and she looked at Dai Lanshan with a stern face and squinted eyes.

Dai Lanshan wasn't in the mood to observe Xiao Fuzi's expression, staring at Leng Wuxin who had been punched left and right by Mo Yunting in front of him. After a few moments of effort, Leng Wuxin lay on the ground, the corner of his right mouth was broken, and his body The trench coat left Mo Yunting's footprints.

He was lying on the ground quietly, with many tears on his face, and his eyes were staring at the night sky. No one knew what he was thinking, maybe he was still drunk and hadn't been beaten soberly.

Mo Yunting stood beside him, looking down at Leng Wuxin who could only be described as empty, his hands clenched fists hanging by his sides, his eyes covered with ice and fire.

"Leng Wuxin, if it wasn't for your face that you have saved Lanshan many times, I really want to kill you!"

Dai Lanshan lowered her head, and there were still tears on Leng Wuxin's neck. It felt terrible, how much she wished that she had never been loved by Leng Wuxin.

His love is so deep and forbearing, it's not that he's suppressed to a certain extent so he won't show such a scene.

"Yunting, let's go home!"

Mo Yunting was silent for a few seconds, then looked back at Dai Lanshan, his tone was cold, and what he said moved her.

"He drank too much. I'll call Beicheng to pick him up. You and Xiao Fuzi get in the car and wait for me."

Dai Lanshan glanced at Leng Wuxin who was lying on the ground, pulled the car door with Xiao Fuzi in his arms and sat in, quickly pulled the toilet paper and wiped it on the neck, making the side of the neck burn.

Sitting in the carriage, she looked at Mo Yunting who was standing very straight in front of the car, feeling a little worried.If she saw him being pinned down by a certain woman, she would definitely be angry.

Seeing Mo Yunting put the phone to her ear and said a few words, the car window was closed, the sound insulation was good, she couldn't hear what he was saying into the phone, but she was sure that he must have asked Beicheng to pick up Leng Wuxin .

One minute later, Mo Yunting pulled the driver's seat and sat in, looked at Dai Lanshan, the co-pilot, and the little Fuzi in her arms, frowning slightly.

"I originally planned to let you drive, but now Xiao Fuzi is quite obedient in your arms, so let me drive!"

"Ah."

Dai Lanshan looked forward, saw Leng Wuxin lying motionless on the ground, and carefully shifted his gaze back to look at Mo Yunting.

"Beicheng is nearby, and he will be here soon. He will be fine."

"Oh, let's go home then!"

Mo Yunting looked at the right side of Dai Lanshan's neck, his eyes deepened, "Lanshan, Leng Wuxin really made me very angry this time, I won't let it go if it's someone else."

"I know, in fact, he didn't do anything to me, he just drank too much, and then thought he was dreaming..."

"Can you do whatever you want in your dreams?"

"..."

"Forget it, let's go home!"

Mo Yunting reversed the car and passed by Leng Wuxin, Dai Lanshan turned his head and glanced at Leng Wuxin who was lying outside the car window, sighing silently.

Within 3 minutes, Beicheng parked the car on the side of the road with a group of bodyguards, and led the bodyguards to run towards Leng Wuxin who was lying on the ground.

When Beicheng saw Leng Wuxin with empty eyes and dead silence, he was very worried. He wanted to squat down to help Leng Wuxin up, but his waist hurt so badly that he couldn't squat down.

The two bodyguards each held Leng Wuxin with one arm and helped him up, stuffed him into the car, and turned their heads to look at Beicheng who was stunned.

"Master Bei, the young master seems to have been attacked, should we send someone to investigate who did it, so as to avenge the young master!"

Beicheng shook his head, thinking of Mo Yunting's harsh tone, glanced at Leng Wuxin who was leaning in the car, and guessed what happened in his heart.

"No need, take the young master back to the hotel first, let's talk about it after he sobers up!"

As soon as he got home, Dai Lanshan hadn't hugged the little Fuzi to the point of being tired, when the little Fuzi in his arms began to cry loudly.

"My God, what does this girl mean!"

Mo Yunting had just parked the car in the backyard, and before he entered the house, he heard the cry of the little Fuzi, hurried home, threw off his shoes and ran to the living room in socks, and took the little Fuzi away from Dai Lanshan's hands.

Dai Lanshan looked down at her free hand, then looked back at the sofa, and sat down with a frustrated expression.

Mo Yunting gently shook the little Fuzi, coaxed the little Fuzi tenderly, and calmed down the little Fuzi in less than ten seconds. His eyes were wide open and he looked at him with a watery spirit.

Dai Lanshan took the orange and peeled it, then glanced at Mo Yunting who was sitting across from her holding Xiao Fuzi.

"Yunting, this daughter doesn't want to see me so much, I will definitely have a hard time in the future."

"maybe!"

"Yunting, why don't we hurry up and conceive another one! Conceive a son!"

Mo Yunting stared at the little Fuzi in thought for a few seconds, then raised his head to look at Dai Lanshan who was eating oranges, "You are only a week old, can you get pregnant?"

"Of course! I gave birth to myself, not a Caesarean section."

"Oh."

"Why don't you bring the little Fuzi to my parents for a few days, let's work hard to make a son!"

"Little Fuzi doesn't even want you, and no one else can parry her."

Dai Lanshan snorted, biting hard on the juicy orange in her mouth, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, picked out a few channels and picked out why Sheng Xiaomo looked on.

After watching it for a while, she asked Mo Yunting, "They say it's a seven-year itch, but why did Sheng Xiao Murray's male lead wait for the female lead for seven years? Does such a relationship really exist?"

Mo Yunting teased Xiao Fuzi with his head down, and replied lightly, "How could it not exist? There are many such feelings in life. For example, you and me, and..."

"Who else?"

Mo Yunting raised his head and stared at Dai Lanshan, his eyes were bottomless, "Leng Wuxin."

"..."

"I have never denied his feelings for you."

"Yunting, you have to trust us, we really didn't do anything just now."

Mo Yunting looked at her neck again, and saw that her neck was a little red.

Dai Lanshan clutched her neck, "It's really nothing! My neck is red because I wiped it with a tissue."

"His tears scalded your neck, so you wiped it hard?"

"Yeah! Yun Ting, it's good that you know, I swear to you nothing happened to us, I was just pressed by him, he was not awake, and he didn't even know what he did."

"He drank too much, but he is not sober at all."

"Yunting, don't be angry, I would have sent you to the parking lot to pick up the car if I knew about it."

"No, I would have accompanied you to pick up the car if I had known."

(End of this chapter)