Immediately marriage: Mr.Li, I want your hug

Zhong Ma saw her eldest young master staring at Gu Qian's back for a moment. Her lonely look made her distressed. She said, "Miss Qian, the eldest young master is injured. You help me take down the medicine box and I'll treat the wound for the eldest young master."

Gu Qian took a step, then turned around, smiled and said, "you deserve it. You know sister Luo Xi is the baby pimple of brother seven. You still pinch her neck and haven't been killed by brother seven. It's his old love."

Mother Zhong frowned, "Miss Qian, that's not what you said."

"What do you say? Who can stop him? I think his skills have been used to bully women. " Gu Qian said, turned and walked upstairs.

Suddenly a gloomy female voice came from behind, "Gu Qian, the Mohist School treats you well. How can you say such words?"

Gu Qingxin looked back and saw Mo's father and mother come in from the door. Mo's mother looked at her angrily, "on weekdays, where your eldest brother goes, he always wants to buy you delicious and easy-to-use food. He was beaten like this. Are you still in the mood to gloat over there?"

Gu Qian stood at the entrance of the stairs at a loss. She just showed off her tongue for a moment. She didn't want to be heard by mother mo. at this time, she was stubborn and refused to explain.

Mo's mother didn't bother to pay attention to her. She went to Mo Beichen and saw that he was badly beaten. Her heart, liver and spleen were so painful that they were stirred up, "my son, how did you hurt like this? The second son of the Li family is too cruel. "

Mo Beichen took Mo's mother's hand to touch his face. He glanced faintly at Gu. He saw her standing still. His eyes were lonely, "I'm fine. Who let me move other people's baby pimples."

"You know it's the baby pimple of the second son of the Li family. You don't know how to restrain. Oh, mom Zhong, did you call the family doctor? Hurry him up." Mo's mother angrily said that she had only one son, Mo Beichen. Later, Mo's father picked Gu Qian up from the orphanage. Although she treated Gu Qian as her own over the years, she was not her own flesh and blood. There was always a gap in her heart.

The last time Mo Beichen asked to marry Gu Qian, she was unhappy. In her opinion, Gu Qian, who she brought up in person, was not good enough to be the head mother of the Mohist school.

Her son is so excellent that she naturally wants to marry an orphan who is worthy of her family, rather than an orphan adopted from an orphanage.

"Ah." Zhong Ma answered and hurriedly called to urge. Soon, the family doctor hurried over with the medicine box. He looked at Mo Beichen and couldn't help laughing.

"Oh, who dares to say hello to Mo Da Shao these days?"

Mo Beichen glanced at him coldly, "there's so much nonsense. Deal with it quickly."

The family doctor put the medicine box on the tea table. He took out Iodophor to deal with the wound at the corner of his mouth. When the cotton swab passed by, Mo Beichen's flesh jumped in pain. When he saw Gu Qian still standing there, he deliberately hummed, "it hurts so much. You'll be gentle."

"Pain can speak so loudly. It doesn't seem very painful." The family doctor didn't pay attention to his attitude at all. With a heavy poke of his finger, even the Mexican mother next to him was distressed.

"Take it easy. Don't you see his face twisted with pain?"

The family doctor smiled and said, "aunt, don't let him hurt. He doesn't have a long memory."

Gu Qian stood far away and heard his stuffy hum. In silence, she turned and went upstairs. When the family doctor treated Mo Beichen's wound, Gu Qian disappeared at the entrance of the stairs.

The desolation in the eyes of Mo Beichen is more obvious.

Mo's mother saw the empty stairway. She snorted coldly, "it's really a white pain to her. You're hurt so badly, and you didn't see her care. This cruel girl."

"Mom." Mo Beichen interrupted her complaint, "shallow, young, don't know how to love people."

"When are you still young and don't know how to love people? If she cares about you, she won't love you? " Mo's mother was so angry that she was defeated. Over the past 15 years, she thought she had treated her well and let the girl develop a spoiled and charming temperament. It's really a sin.

"Mom." Mo Beichen's voice was already a little unhappy. He said, "I'm fine. Don't say it."

"I know. That girl is your baby pimple. You can't say two words. You see you're hurt like this. Really, don't you know how to hide when he hits you?"

Mo Beichen cried and laughed, "I'm a man. Where is the reason to hide?"

"You..." Mo's mother had to blame and was dissuaded by Mo's father. "Well, Beichen was badly hurt. You've been reading in his ear. His head is big."

"I care about him, but in the end it's mine, isn't it?" The ink mother was very angry.

Mo's father pulled her and looked down at Mo Beichen. "It's good if my son is okay. Let's not stay here. Let's go back."

The Mohist villa is not far from the Mohist ancestral home. It is said that Li Yeqi and Mo Beichen are fighting. The two talents hurry to come. Now, seeing that Mo Beichen has treated his wound, the two husband and wife naturally want to go back to the Mohist ancestral home.

Mother Mo looked up at the stairs on the second floor and shook her head helplessly, "Beichen, you insist on marrying her. Now that we have received the certificate, we have no choice but to accept this daughter-in-law. But within a year, if she can't give you a son and a half, you'll divorce. "

Mo Beichen was shocked, "Mom, shallow is still small. It's too hard for her to have children within a year."

"Is she young? I have you at her age. Now that you are married, there is no such thing as being young or not. When the child is born, you won't take it with you. " Mo's mother said angrily that the son was used to taking care of shallow things. No wonder she climbed over his head and ate him to death.

Her son acted ruthlessly in the mall. When he turned back to face the little girl, he immediately counseled. What's the matter?

Mo Beichen pinched his eyebrows, "Mom, I'll consider it."

"You are thirty years old. I will only give you one year. After one year, if she can't have children, you will divorce." Mo's mother gave a strong order and turned to leave with Mo's father.

Mo Beichen has a headache and has a baby?

In his eyes, Gu QianDu was just a child and needed his pain and care. He couldn't imagine what it would be like for her to really raise her belly for him.

As soon as Mo's father and mother left, Zhong's mother came over. She looked at Mo Beichen's face and said, "young master, madam is reasonable. Miss Qian will not leave you in her life if she has your child."

Mo Beichen said in a deep voice, "Mom Zhong, don't mention this matter in the future, let alone on the premise of shallow. Also, call her grandma and grandma in the future, and don't call Miss shallow again."

She is already his wife. He wants to let her know the fact from the title. She is not an adopted daughter under the fence, but his wife of Mo Beichen.