Infatuated with My Mysterious Husband

He Yucheng and Mo Wanxi ordered many signature dishes from the private restaurant. Mo Wanxi's eyes lit up when he saw the delicious dishes.

"What should I do, I think I'm going to gain weight again tonight!"

He Yucheng smiled and put food on her plate, "Eat it, eat as hard as you like, I promise I won't dislike you if you get fat."

"You don't dislike me. I dislike myself. Don't you know that it's easy to gain weight and difficult to lose weight? If I eat like this, I'm really worried that I won't be able to walk even if I become a fat woman in the future."

"You won't get fat, you'll lose weight after sitting a few more times at night." He Yucheng winked at each other.

"You impure fellow!" Mo Wanxi glared at him, "I tell you, I'm sick today, so don't mess around with me tonight."

"Understood, I promise to be obedient tonight, don't worry!" The two laughed and talked while eating.

After dinner, He Yucheng took Mo Wanxi for a walk in the garden outside to let Mo Wanxi digest his food. At night, the lights were bright and colorful, Mo Wanxi walked in front, and He Yucheng followed.

Jiang Mo sent a message, "According to your request, Shen Mengjun has been punished now, and a video was recorded, do you want to watch it?"

"Send it to see." He Yucheng replied.

Jiang Mo immediately posted the video, only took a look at Shen Mengjun's disgusting look in the video, He Yucheng immediately frowned and deleted the video, "It's so disgusting, I feel like throwing up after eating."

"Do you want to post it online?" Jiang Mo asked.

"Yes! You can figure it out." He Yucheng turned back, "Remember to slap your face, and you don't need to slap on other places. By the way, where is Mo Zhendong? Haven't done anything yet?"

"Mo Zhendong has been taken care of by Gu Bei!" Jiang Mo replied.

"The people I arranged were going to fight with the past, and found that Gu Bei had arrived first. Gu Bei's attack was unambiguous, and Mo Zhendong was beaten until he didn't react at all? It is said that one hand was crippled, and now he is sent to the hospital Already!"

"Great job! Don't say that Gu Bei's shot is really crisp and neat." He Yucheng praised, and Mo Wanxi in the front was unhappy when he saw him cutting a distance behind with his mobile phone, "He Qi, what are you doing? What are you doing? Slowly?"

"Come here right away!" He Yucheng put away his phone and walked quickly to catch up with Mo Wanxi, and the two walked a certain distance in the garden when Mo Wanxi's phone rang.

She connected, and Special Assistant Huang's voice came in a panic, "Miss, Mr. Mo is injured, come to the hospital as soon as possible!"

He Yucheng sent Mo Wanxi to the hospital. When he arrived at the hospital, Mo Zhendong had already been pushed out of the operating room. One of his hands was broken and his face was black and blue from the beating. Stop calling.

Although Mo Wanxi hated Mo Zhendong for being vicious to him, but seeing Mo Zhendong's miserable appearance still felt a little distressed, "What's going on? Who did it?"

"I don't know. The other party sneaked away after attacking President Mo." Special assistant Huang replied with swollen eyes.

"Did you call the police?" Mo Wanxi asked again,

"Reported, the police are already investigating, and I don't know if they will find out."

As Special Assistant Huang said, Meng Weiwei and Meng Lijuan also rushed over. Seeing Mo Zhendong's appearance, Meng Lijuan burst into tears, "Who did it? How can someone who kills thousands of swords be so vicious! He hurt people like this?"

Mo Wanxi felt a little distressed seeing Mo Zhendong being beaten like this, but after seeing Meng Weiwei's mother and daughter, most of her sympathy disappeared in an instant.

A group of people sent Mo Zhendong to the ward, and Meng Weiwei's mother and daughter kept pretending to cry, showing their love for Mo Zhendong.

Only Mo Wanxi sat silently on the sofa and sent a message to He Yucheng, "The hand was broken, and the operation has been done. The doctor said that it will be fine after recuperation. His face is blue and purple, and he can't see the original appearance at all. Know who did it."

Sitting in the car, He Yucheng saw Mo Wanxi's message and replied with three words, "Got it!"

Seeing Mo Wanxi sitting on the sofa sending a message, Meng Weiwei turned to look at her with tears in her eyes, "Mo Wanxi, you are so cruel, Dad is hurt like this, and you are indifferent and only know how to play with your phone?"

Mo Wanxi looked at her coldly, "Perform like you guys without using your mobile phone? I'm not an actor, unlike you mother and daughter who are skilled in acting, so I can't act."

"It's too much, how can you say that about us?"

"Otherwise? You should have heard a saying that true sadness is not expressed by acting. When a person dies, the louder howl is acting. The truly sad person is crying silently, even unable to cry. Look at you, you have been howling since you came in, this low-level performance is too disgusting, right?"

Meng Weiwei and Meng Lijuan's mother and daughter fell silent for a moment, Mo Wanxi sneered in disgust, and continued to send messages to He Yucheng with his mobile phone.

Because of Mo Wanxi's words, Meng Weiwei and her daughter stopped crying and sat on the chairs in the room to wait.

After waiting for more than half an hour, Mo Zhendong finally woke up. The pain in the severed hand made him cry out. Meng Weiwei and her daughter threw themselves to the side of the bed, "Zhendong!"

"dad!"

Mo Zhendong moaned, "Oh, it hurts me to death!"

"Who did it! Who on earth hit you so hard?" Meng Lijuan immediately became made of water again.

Tears flowed down, Meng Weiwei also cried, Mo Wanxi put away her phone and walked over to push Meng Weiwei away.

"Dad, can you remember what happened at that time? Can you remember to tell the police immediately. Let the police find the person who beat you immediately."

Mo Zhendong remembered the situation at that time. As soon as he got out of the car, someone pulled his head out from behind and hit him hard, and his hand was broken by the other party. The other party moved too fast, and the attack was very fierce. He didn't even know who it was. .

"I don't know, let the police go to monitor and check." Mo Zhendong replied weakly.

"The police called, the scene was pitch black, and the cameras were all broken, so there was no video." Tezhu Huang replied with swollen eyes.

"Damn it, this is a premeditated attack, let me know who did it, I must have skinned him!" Mo Zhendong cursed angrily.

"You have never offended anyone, so why would someone attack you suddenly?" Meng Lijuan interjected, "There must be a ghost here! This ghost may be by your side. Otherwise, I don't know your itinerary?"

"That's right, this person must be the person next to you! All this must have been planned for a long time, Dad, think carefully about what you did today."

Meng Weiwei immediately knew what Meng Lijuan was up to after hearing Meng Lijuan say this. This must be to plant a frame on Mo Wanxi.

Hearing the serious reminder from Meng Lijuan and Meng Weiwei's mother and daughter, Mo Zhendong's heart skipped a beat. He didn't do anything else today except designing Mo Wanxi.

Thinking about designing Mo Wanxi during the day, wouldn't it be Mo Wanxi's design that he was beaten tonight?