Famous family warm marriage: black-bellied husband can't afford to offend

Chapter 371 Are You Still Angry? (3)

Seeing her angry face, Zhang Hong's wife waved her hands repeatedly, "He didn't do anything. Don't be nervous. He just hopes that your teacher can persuade you to go back. I heard that Mr. Mo's health is getting worse, and last night he also I was sent back to Mo's house, I'm afraid it was..."

She didn't continue what she said later, but both of them understood what it meant.

Mr. Mo's health was not good a long time ago, and Mu Genge knew it.Coupled with getting older and suffering from various diseases, it is inevitable that the end will come.

He has no relationship with Mr. Mo, Mu Geunge.

When he was young, he didn't like himself, and he never allowed her to call him grandpa, and even later threatened his mother with himself, absolutely not allowing her to step into Mo's house.

The Mo family, their mother and daughter are not rare, but she will never forget the scene of Mr. Mo insulting his mother with his words at that time.

To a large extent, Mo Youtian is actually very similar to his father.

She can ignore Mo Nianci's death, but Mr. Mo is seriously ill, and he is afraid that he will die soon. She is a descendant. When I went out and said that my grandfather never went back to visit when he was in danger, I was afraid that he would say some nasty things again.

"Your father has no other intentions, as long as you show up at Mo's house for everyone to see, then you can leave immediately." Zhang Hong's wife continued.There are many things that no one can help you with.

Mu Zhenge clasped her hands tightly on the sink, with fresh fruit in front of her eyes, looking at the bright color, Mu Zhenge bit her lips tightly and did not speak.

Saying this is not to expect her to do anything.What I said was just to help her analyze the current situation together. As for the decision to make, she would not forcibly block it.

"Master... three years ago, my mother and I had nothing to do with the Mo family." Her voice was a little astringent, which was the result of trying to suppress her emotions, "Master, I don't know what is the most important thing about the dead. Is it possible to write off what has been done before? Can the damage caused be treated as if it never happened?"

"I don't know what other people will think and how to do it? But I..." She looked up at the master's mother's loving gaze, then shook her head vigorously, "But I can't do it!"

She would not let go of everything she had done to herself just because Mo Nianci committed suicide, and she would not ignore her previous suspicions and fulfill her filial piety just because Mr. Mo was dying.

How did the mother go crazy?At the beginning, she was sent to a stranger's bed when she was full. This was a lifetime of hatred and a wound that could never heal.

Looking at Mu Ge's reddened eye sockets, it was the hatred and resentment that had accumulated in his heart for many years and had nowhere to vent.

She hugged Mu Geunge in her arms distressedly, "Silly boy!"

Caressing her waterfall-like hair, whispered softly into her ears, "Master told you this, not to ask you to do anything. Although people's words are scary, but Master believes that time will tell people's hearts. "

"Master told you not to let you go back, but just hoped that you could understand your situation better. As for you to make any decisions." Pulling her away slightly, with gentle eyes, raised her hand to caress her cheek, eyes full of love, " My teacher and I support you."

"My child, remember that no matter what happens, the teacher's wife and teacher will stand by your side."

"Senior brother and me." An Chen, who had been standing in the corner, came out suddenly, Qingjuan's brows were gentle and quiet, he stepped forward and put his hand on her head and rubbed it, jokingly said: "Tsk tsk, it's rare to see junior sister I dropped the bead, I have to take a picture of it as a souvenir." As he spoke, he was about to take out his mobile phone, but the old lady gave him an angry look, raised her hand and patted him on the arm, "No wonder your teacher wants to grab you Playing chess, there is no regular shape all day long."

An Chen listened, and came to the old lady, holding her arm, like a child who could not grow up, "Teacher, in the future, you should take care of the teacher and abuse the students every now and then. This will affect the image of the teacher as a kind teacher. Even if The teacher really can't bear to be cruel, so it has to be..." Mu Ge, who glanced at the old lady's brows and eyes gradually stained with a smile, raised his hand and hooked her shoulders, and said with a matter-of-fact expression: " Anyway, brothers and sisters should be together."

"You bad boy, get out, don't get in my way here." The old lady drove away with a smile, and when the water boiled, An Chen immediately stepped forward to please him, took the kettle first, and poured hot water into the cup Water, "I'm coming, I'm coming."

The old lady didn't rush, and smiled at the two of them.

When An Chen made tea, Mu Geunge calmed down in time, then continued to wash the fruit and put it on a plate, and when there was no abnormality, he and An Chen brought the things out together.

Zhang Hong and Huo Yichen played with great interest. During the period, the old lady added water to him, but she kept staring at the chessboard, concentrating on the chessboard. She might have ignored the existence of other people, and she just muttered occasionally, "I shouldn't play." Here, should be there" and the like.

The three of them didn't bother, put down their things and went to the living room.

The old lady hadn't seen them for a long time, so she naturally had a lot to say.

The three of them were chatting in the living room, and with An Chen present, there were endless topics and even more laughter.

After all, the old lady was getting old, and she was a little tired after talking for a while, so she asked them to continue, and went back to the room to rest by herself.

Seeing that the old lady was gone, An Chen moved to Mu Ge's side, bumped her with his arm, with an ambiguous expression on his face, "Junior Sister, you haven't told me yet, was your Mr. Huo very moved when he saw the gift?"

When mentioning the gift, Mu Zhenge's expression changed for a moment, and it was fleeting. Soon she hooked her lips meaningfully, and her voice was deliberately lowered, "Brother, do you know what you look like now?"

If An Chen didn't answer, if the junior sister spoke harshly, people would want to strangle her to death.

He didn't abuse himself, but continued the topic just now, "Don't be shy. Senior brother won't laugh at you."

"Do you need senior brother to add fuel to the flames?" After speaking, An Chen winked at her mysteriously.

From An Chen's point of view, the two have a deep relationship, and they firmly believe in each other after all these things happened recently. They are so close that no one can get in, but who would think that the relationship is stronger.

"Brother will help you tell Mr. Huo later that you sold the necklace your mother left you to buy that necklace. If you do this for him, he will definitely treat you better in the future."

Mu Zhenge's black and white eyes are as smooth and deep as those depicted in a meticulous painting, and the curly eyelashes are slightly drooping. In the blink of an eye, there is a surge of dark light. She suddenly met An Chen's playful gaze seriously, "Senior brother, Don't tell him anything about the necklace's origin." Especially how she managed to buy the necklace.

"Why?" An Chen frowned intuitively.

(End of this chapter)