Infatuated with My Mysterious Husband

At this moment, the noisy hall suddenly quieted down, and the CEO of Huafeng saw Jiang Mo standing on the circular stage in the hall with a microphone.

"Everyone, please be quiet, our president has something to bring to all distinguished guests."

Hearing that President Huafeng had something to say, everyone quieted down and looked at the stage in unison.

Shen Mengjun also suppressed his anger and looked at Jiang Mo on the stage, Jiang Mo continued to talk.

"As we all know, the Binhai Feast has been held perfectly for three years, and this is the fourth year. In order to thank all the guests for their presence and strong support, our president specially recorded a VCR to express our gratitude to the guests who participated in the feast."

Jiang Mo was talking and a picture appeared on the large LCD screen behind him.

In a vast ice and snow field, helicopters roared into view, and those who like skiing knew that this was the CMH straight skating in the Columbia Mountains of Canada.

The helicopter stopped after circling, and a man in a ski suit stepped off the helicopter.

The ski suit and equipment wrapped him tightly, and he couldn't see his face clearly. The man was tall and strong, and it could be seen that he was not an old man, nor was he a person with hidden diseases.

He made a gesture towards the camera, and a deep voice sounded in the hall.

"Welcome to the feast on the sea, everyone! Have a great time!"

He said this in German, his voice low and magnetic.

Everyone watched on the screen the handsome figure of President Huafeng swooping down from the ski slope, his figure was vigorous like a swimming dragon, the screen was covered with snowflakes, and the hall was silent and quiet.

Su Mubai put down the glass of red wine that he had been holding, and clapped his hands lightly. The quiet people came to their senses, and thunderous applause sounded in the hall.

Shen Mengjun and He Dongxing looked at the screen and couldn't look away. It was beyond their imagination that President Huafeng was such a young person.

A sarcastic laugh came from beside him, "Didn't anyone just say that President Huafeng is an old man with a hidden disease? Did you slap him in the face? Hahaha!"

Shen Mengjun's face turned red, and he couldn't help retorting, "Maybe this is a cover, maybe this person is not the president of Huafeng at all, but he found a substitute?"

The madam who confronted Shen Mengjun sneered, "Some people just don't want to believe the facts, they insist on calling the good things ugly, they insist on belittling others into the dust, they have bad taste, they are shameless, it doesn't matter, just be happy with yourself."

Shen Mengjun was so angry at being yelled at by others, He Dongxing glared at her, she suppressed the anger in her heart, and looked at Mo Wanxi who stood out from the crowd with resentment.

It's this little slut who made her nephew lose face, and even herself was ridiculed. When did she ever lose face so much?

She's really mad at her, she remembered this account, Mo Wanxi, just wait, you will see me in the future.

The Binhai banquet didn't end until early in the morning. The organizer prepared rooms for the guests, and Mo Wanxi stayed without going back.

She sent a message to Duck Seventh Young Master, "I'm staying in Huafeng tonight, and I won't be going back."

Duck Seventh Master replied in seconds: "Understood, how is the matter going?"

"It was very successful. Thank you for your help. I also have to thank Su Mubai. If he hadn't rescued me, I would definitely be in big trouble tonight."

"Really?" He Yucheng raised the corner of his mouth, the phone rang, he connected, and Su Mubai's voice came.

"I've done everything you asked me to do, and now you owe me a huge favor."

"Such a small matter, isn't it just talking about it, and it's a big favor, can you show some face?" He Yucheng pushed back mercilessly.

"Is this a trivial matter? Because you and I have offended your elder brother and sister-in-law, Mo Zhendong, Shen Baihao, and I have offended so many people, and you just want to dismiss it with a trivial matter? He Lao Qi, you are too Is it ruthless?"

Su Mubai protested.

"Come on, don't be miserable, I know you have worked hard, I thank you for your help, and I will invite you to dinner in the future, is it okay?"

"Just treat me to dinner? Why are you so picky?" Su Mubai was so angry that he almost jumped up.

"If you like to eat, don't eat, if you don't eat, you'll fall!"

"Ouch, Lao Qi, you are too bad, you are too speechless, this friend has nothing to do!" Su Mubai exclaimed exaggeratedly.

He Yucheng sneered, "Promise!"

"Okay, I won't sell it badly anymore. I said Lao Qi, what do you mean, why did you suddenly make such a VCR out, so you are not afraid of being recognized?"

"Did you recognize it?" He Yucheng asked back.

"I smelled your dirty smell through the screen, do you still need to admit it?" Su Mubai said with poison, "By the way, you decided to do this for the Mo family chick?"

"Not entirely."

"Come on, don't deny it. I know you're doing it for her. You're not afraid of tomorrow's headlines? Let me remind you, if someone zooms in on your picture and analyzes it, I'm sure you'll show your feet."

"Don't worry, there won't be such a mistake." He Yucheng replied very positively.

"There is one more thing I want to remind you. Mo Zhendong has lost such a big face tonight, and he will definitely blame your Miss Mo. I have a hunch that the mistress mother and daughter will find a way to persuade Mo Zhendong to stay in Mo's house." , so your Miss Mo is doing useless work?"

"Well, I thought so too. Mo Zhendong will definitely keep his mistress and daughter behind tonight, but he will definitely change his mind tomorrow." He Yucheng replied very positively.

In the Mo family, Mo Zhendong sat on the sofa with a gloomy face and smoked, while Meng Lijuan and Meng Weiwei, their mother and daughter, sat opposite him and wept.

The mother and daughter have now relied on their three-inch tongues to push all the embarrassment tonight on Mo Wanxi.

They kept saying that Mo Wanxi disregarded the overall situation and had a vicious mind. Just because he was unhappy, he disregarded the relationship between father and daughter, thus ruining Mo Zhendong's reputation.

When Mo Zhendong thought of Mo Wanxi being aggressive and refusing to give an inch at the banquet, the anger in his heart had already spread.

Meng Lijuan didn't know Mo Zhendong well, so she continued to slander Mo Zhendong.

"It's nothing for Wei Wei and I to move out. Anyway, we're used to being outside. We're just worried about you. After Wanxi's disregard of father and daughter's kindness in nurturing you, and the success of cooperating with outsiders to target you, it will definitely get worse in the future. In this way, you What kind of prestige is there in front of her in the future, let alone how she wants to deal with you, so she can deal with you anyway?"

These words reached Mo Zhendong's heart, thinking of the situation where he was looked at strangely at the banquet, Mo Zhendong gritted his teeth and said two words, "She dares!"

"What is she afraid of? Look at how rampant she is tonight? She slandered us for kidnapping her and ruined your reputation. I think you were shamed by so many people at the time, and I feel extremely uncomfortable. If I can I would rather not appear in front of you for the rest of my life, blame me and Wei Wei, Zhendong, take care, Wei Wei and I pack up and move away."

Meng Lijuan said she was going to pack her things with her daughter, but Mo Zhendong called her to stop.

"You don't have to move out, stay at home, I want to see what that evildoer dares to do!"

"That's not good?"

Hearing what Mo Zhendong said, Meng Lijuan and Meng Weiwei were extremely happy, but they showed a polite refusal.

"What's wrong? That wicked person thought that hooking up with Su Mubai would make me submit. She was wrong. This is my home. I can live in whoever I want. If you can control whether you come to my house, take a step back and say, it’s a big deal and I won’t take you to those banquets in the future.”

Now that Mo Zhendong said so, Meng Lijuan and Meng Weiwei reluctantly agreed to stay.

Back in the upstairs room, the mother and daughter met each other and smiled.

Meng Weiwei exhaled, "Mom, Jiang is still old and hot, I admire you so much!"

"What's the matter? That little slut Mo Wanxi plotted against us like this. People who oppose me usually end badly. She will definitely die like her mother."

"Mom, didn't Mu Nianxue die of illness?" Meng Weiwei couldn't help but interject when she heard what Meng Lijuan said.

"Death of illness? Hehe, use your brains. Is it possible for Mu Nianxue to die of illness? It's because of my hands and feet."

The auntie nanny at the door made supper, brought the supper, and was about to knock on the door, when she heard the conversation inside, her raised hand froze, with a shocked expression of disbelief on her face.