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

  The principal's office person, Mo Yanchen sat on the sofa. The principal stood there conscientiously. He didn't dare to stand upright. The whole person was like a slave, waiting for his master's instructions.

   "Principal."

   "Yes, Mr. Mo, what's your order?" The principal hunched his waist, dare not wipe the sweat, and the thick sweater was wet with sweat.

   "What's going on today?"

  He lit a cigar, took a hard sip, puffed out the smoke ring, and asked casually, but the coldness on his body became more and more violent.

  The entire office, as if surrounded by an ice storehouse, the temperature dropped several degrees in an instant.

"Mr. Mo, it's like this! This year, there are students in the school who are not very good at style. They have become a junior and even take away other people's boyfriends. As you know, the Shen family is a big family and we can't afford to offend him. Students, for the sake of the school, students with bad styles, we are expelling punishment." The principal's voice trembled, and every word he said, he felt that his heart was pierced by a thousand swords, and it was miserable.

   "You mean Shen Chengjing, right?" Wu Hao interjected at this moment.

  The principal didn't know what Mo Yanchen meant. He was beaten inexplicably, but for the time being, he couldn't figure out what they came from. He said he was not, and he couldn't say he was not.

   "Yes." He thought left and right, and said in a deep voice.

Mo Yanchen slowly stood up, strode forward, and said condescendingly: "Art school, it is said that our Mo family invests tens of millions every year, but..." He continued in a low voice: "If this is the case, it doesn't matter if you don't invest. "

  One sentence determines the life and death of the school.

  Mo family divestment, that means that in the entire city A, no one dares to fund it.

   "Mr. Mo, never do it." The headmaster knelt down in fright. As the headmaster, if the school closes in his hands, he won't be able to get along in City A and will become a sinner.

  Mo Yanchen remained silent and strode away. The principal wanted to pull him, but was stopped by Wu Hao.

   "Mr. Mo, please, please help me." The headmaster's miserable voice sounded from the office. Wu Hao bowed his head, stretched out his hand to hold his collar, and said in a deep voice, before stepping away with Mo Yanchen.

  Along the way, they walked into Land Rover and walked away. They came fast and walked fast. No one knew what their origins were. When the principal said: "Mr. Mo", everyone guessed.

  Mo surname is a rare surname in City A. Mo is a big family and a famous family.

  The principal was trembling all over, regretting his broken heart. For the sake of Shen Ziqian, he offended someone who shouldn’t be offended. Thinking of this, he dragged a heavy step out, and the whole person was embarrassed.

  Shen Chengjing took Liu Sijie to a corner before letting go.

   "He, is your man?" Liu Sijie was a little unsure, after all, there is a little difference between himself and the photo, his aura is too strong.

   "Hmm." She nodded slightly, not expecting him to come.

  Liu Sijie lowered his head, reached out and grabbed her coat: "Handmade military coat, so rich."

   "Your man is too long for you. You look at him without even looking at Shen Ziqian. It makes people happy." Liu Sijie kept talking.

  Shen Chengjing didn't think so. Fortunately, Mo Yanchen didn't point it out, otherwise, she would be the focus again.

   "Honestly, who is he?"

  "Soldiers, soldiers." Shen Chengjing confessed honestly.

   "Soldier? Impossible, official? Haven't seen him, where does he live?"

   "Mo Garden." Shen Chengjing said. Liu Sijie's eyes turned white, and he fell directly to the ground, still muttering: "Mo Garden, the Mo Garden where I actually live."

  Moyuan is the residence of local tyrants in City A. No one dared to approach it for a few hundred meters. She even looked far away several times...