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

"No hurry." Mo Yanchen took a sip of tea and said confidently: "Since the black clique has been wiped out by us, this person will definitely jump over the wall in a hurry, fearing that we will find him, so he will not move and wait for him to send it to the door. ."

   "Yes." Wu Hao heard this, and he also had this meaning.

  Every time Mo Yanchen decides, he has never made a mistake. His reasoning on the human heart and his confidence in himself are unmatched.

  When the two of them were communicating, the alarm bell in Moyuan rang. Once a stranger approaches, it will automatically alarm.

  Through the monitoring, I saw Mo Chenghuan standing outside.

   "It's Mr. Mo." Wu Hao said, looking at Mo Yanchen's expression, after he understood, he opened the door and left.

  Mo Chenghuan crossed the hall and entered the study room smoothly.

   "You are here, what's the matter?" Mo Yanchen looked up carelessly, stood up at Shang Mo Chenghuan's cold eyes, and poured a glass of boiling water for him.

  Mo Chenghuan walked to the black leather sofa and sat down, looking at him with biting eyes mixed with mixed emotions: "How did you think about that matter?"

"what's up?"

   "The marriage between you and the commander's daughter." Mo Chenghuan was obviously very angry, and his whole body exuded anger.

  This son is good at everything, but he doesn’t listen to him! Now that he is more accomplished, he is no longer under his supervision.

   "I only marry a wife once in my life." He put the water on the table, turned back to the main seat and sat down, casually took a lighter to light a cigar, and took a hard sip.

  "If you are here to force me, please leave."

"What's so good about her? It's just a poor daughter, how can it be compared with the leader's daughter?" Mo Chenghuan stood up at the table, regardless of what Mo Yanchen thought, he had decided: "Go divorce her right away. Otherwise, how should your grandfather explain to others? Our Mo family has always been a golden mouth, so how can we lose faith in others?"

   "Marrying a wife and having children is my personal life and has nothing to do with the Mo family! Back then, didn't you also marry her despite the opposition of your family?" Mo Yanchen's eyes tightened, and his thoughts were complicated.

   "Mo Yanchen, I am your father. If you insist on doing this, there are some things, don't blame me for not being affectionate." Mo Chenghuan pointed out directly.

   "Let's do it with you, finished? Then you can go." Mo Yanchen lowered his head, picked up some documents at random to examine, and stopped looking at him.

  "You! Your character is the same as your mother!"

   "You don't deserve to mention her." Mo Yanchen said sharply, his voice a little high.

   "Why don't you deserve it, it's not your turn to say something. If you don't agree to that marriage, I will have to agree to it, otherwise..." Mo Cheng summoned a reproach.

  "If you dare to move her, don't blame me for not reciting the love between father and son." Mo Yanchen's face was gray, his hands clenched into fists, and his heart seemed to be brutally pierced by a sharp sword.

  His relationship with Mo Chenghuan has been bad these years, and this time he trembled and collapsed.

  Shen Chengjing returned to Moyuan. It was already 4:30 in the afternoon. While thinking about what she was going to do, she walked into the hall with things.

   "Dad?" She looked at Mo Chenghuan, a little surprised how he came here?

  At Mozhai that day, when she saw them arguing, she knew that their relationship seemed to be at odds, and she didn't expect him to appear here.

  He became angry when Shen Chengjing called her father.

   "I haven't admitted you yet, you are not qualified to call me Dad!" Mo Chenghuan said cruelly. He knew that this kind of words would definitely cause some harm to her.

  She is also innocent, but Mo Yanchen deserves to marry better.