A Sweet Marriage Is Worth Billions: Mysterious Young Master Moh’s Cute and Sweet Wife

  Chen Cheng turned his head to the side, and saw a tall figure in the crowd, with a firm and stern face, and a precipitation of gentleness radiating from his body, especially his eyes as sharp as an eagle.

   "This..." She suddenly wanted to speak, but she turned her head to see that the figure had disappeared from the crowd.

At this time, when the crowd was spreading, someone walked in a hurry, and soon came to Mo Yanchen's side. When he saw Shen Chengjing, his sharp eyes looked at her several times, and Shen Chengjing was caught by his eyes. Seeing it, like a look in everything, it made her feel uncomfortable.

   "Three Young Masters." The visitor stood there respectfully and said hello to Mo Yanchen.

   "Yeah." Mo Yanchen was obviously very familiar with him, and he nodded slightly as a greeting.

   "Ya Room No. 1." He said to Mo Yanchen.

  For some reason, Shen Cheng quietly became a little uneasy, feeling that Mo Yanchen's eyes had returned to indifference, as if she was tolerating something.

  Mo Yanchen held the big palm of her small hand and tightened it slightly. Shen Chengjing stretched out his hand to cover his big palm, and saw the person nodding slightly, then strode inward.

  She looked in a daze, was dragged by him and walked inside, and went to the VIP room, only to see him open the door and walk in.

   "Pop." At this moment, there was a sound from inside, and then it was strangely quiet.

The light in the room was warm, but it made her clearly see the people inside. Mo Chenghuan was sitting on the main seat, and the one standing beside him was the one just now, and she didn't know the other people.

   "Since President Mo has something else to do, we'll leave first." They are considered interesting, and when they see Mo Yanchen, they automatically choose to disappear.

  He took Shen Chengjing and walked straight, and saw Mo Chenghuan sitting there in a vengeful manner, his sharp eyes gloomy, especially when he swept over her, as if the same gloom was blowing, the whole person was not very good.

   "Pop." Mo Chenghuan took a bowl and threw it toward this side, hitting Mo Yanchen on the shoulder, and fell to the ground for a few laps.

  The strength was amazing. Even when she was standing next to Mo Yanchen, she clearly felt his body shook. That one, how painful it was, the point was that where he was injured.

"Mo Yanchen, you're pretty good now? You can make such low-level mistakes? Where do you put the face of our Mo family, you say?" He said, patted the table, stood up, and walked toward this side with the Ipad. Come.

  Shen Chengjing held her hands tightly and looked at Mo Chenghuan's aggressive appearance. For some reason, she felt a little sad in her heart, sad for Mo Yanchen.

  On the Ipad, it turned out to be a high-definition video. It was Mo Yanchen who was outside that night, was assaulted and killed!

  She was taken aback and looked up at his shoulder. Could it be that this is how he got hurt?

  "Didn't you see all of them?" Mo Yanchen said in a deep voice, without much movement.

  Shen Chengjing frowned her eyebrows, faintly feeling that something was wrong with him, but under the light, looking sideways, she revealed some bleak feelings, and there was also a little tiredness between her eyebrows.

   "Mr. Mo..." She wanted to speak.

   "You shut up, it's not your turn to interrupt the Mo Family's affairs." Mo Chenghuan shouted sharply, with some kind of surrender power in him.

  Shen Chengjing was stunned for a moment, and she thought she had heard it wrong. As an elder, even if you don't accept her, it won't be the case.

   "For us, you are an outsider." Mo Yanchen turned his gaze and glanced at Mo Chenghuan, his eyes with unprecedented indifference.

   "You, I am so mad, you are an unfilial son."

   "Have you ever considered me your son?" Mo Yanchen glanced at him deeply, then smiled lightly, and the deep voice was shocking.