Marry a princess: Mr.Mo, please take it

"Yuan Teng, have you had enough?" Yuan Zhi roared in a low voice. Yuan Teng was so disgusting that they didn't like each other from the first day they met. He was too old-fashioned. How could Yuan Teng accept a man like him? He only blamed his eldest brother for being too confused to see their thoughts.

"Yuan Zhi, you mean me? Ha ha, don't be funny. People like you deserve to break up their families and break up their wives and children. " Yuan Teng showed a disdainful smile. When he said his resentment for more than ten years, he was not relieved. A fist with anger waved directly to his face.

Bang, Yuan Teng, who was knocked down to the ground, covered his hot face, smiled low, and then laughed loudly, "ha ha, Yuan Shao, you unfaithful and unjust man, what did you say when you made obeisance to us, but what are you doing now?" Yuan Teng roared loudly.

He hates people all over the world. Abandoned by his parents and orphaned since childhood, he has been full of hatred towards the world, but the people in front of him have given him sunshine like hope. Twenty years of humiliation and twenty years of prosperity have seriously distorted his heart, but the only redemption has to beat him back?

Yuan Shao shook his hand and received Yuan Teng's hate eyes. He felt like a knife in his heart. "Third brother, go to apologize to Tianzi No. 1 box and the second brother."

Yuan Teng was stunned for a second and then laughed, "ha ha, Yuan Shao, you are too naive to apologize. Do you think I should go back and apologize to them? It's not that you don't know... " Yuan Shao sighed in his heart and turned to look at his expressionless second brother with his eyelids down. His heart was as painful as a knife.

"Second brother." Yuan Shao knew how important Yuan Teng's words were to the second younger brother with strong self-esteem. He stretched out his hand to hold his second younger brother's shoulder, and Yuan Zhi hid him.

Yuan Zhi lowered his eyes and said quietly, "brother, I'm busy first. The last auction is coming up. The answer of the mysterious man should be finished."

Yuan Shao stretched out his hand and finally put it down. His eyes fell on Yuan Teng who stood up and wiped the corners of his mouth. He said coldly, "go apologize to the guests in box Tianzi No. 1 and ask her to forgive you."

Yuan Teng's bloody hand paused and showed a mocking smile, "why?"

Yuan Shao wanted to say that she was my master, but she didn't say it at last because she thought of the uncertain character of Fengjiu dance.

Yuan Teng disdained looking at Yuan Shao. "Yuan Shao, I really feel sad for you." Yuan Teng meant that Yuan Shao was too naive. Yuan Shao thought of another thing. His face turned pale and left. Yuan Teng didn't see "Yuan Shao, I won't apologize unless you transfer the shares of Jubao pavilion to me. Jubao Pavilion is mine. None of you want to dye it."

No one can understand Yuan Teng's careful care and care for Jubao Pavilion for more than 20 years. Even if Jubao Pavilion gets in the way of others and wants to get rid of it quickly, he doesn't want to give up the current Jubao Pavilion.

When Yuan Teng turned and left, Yuan Shao sat on the sofa with his eyes very complex. How did this happen? How did his third brother, who was always smiling, become like this? He drugged his master. Who borrowed his courage?

Yuan Shao felt that he had no face to see his master. He felt too tired. Yuan Shao lay down, closed his eyes and covered the sadness in his eyes. He finally had a hope for life. Unexpectedly, it turned out to be like this. Thinking of the master's command, Yuan Shao picked up his mobile phone and pressed it for a few times. There was no connection in a few seconds, "big brother."

Yuan Shao sighed in his heart. "Second brother, tell the kitchen to send some exquisite meals to Tianzi box 1. Remember, it's all essential. I," Yuan Shao paused in a low voice, "second brother, I'm sorry."

Yuan Zhi didn't speak for a moment. Just when Yuan Shao was still nervous, Yuan Zhi smiled gently. "Brother, I never blame you. It's the third brother's business, so let him bear it by himself. However, I have one thing to tell you, brother, why do you poison the guests in Tianzi No. 1 box? Brother, think about it carefully or go and check it. I don't want to say this."

Yuan Shao pinched his cell phone and said, "I'll go to box Tianzi No. 1 later. Let the people in the past talk to the guest."

"OK, brother, if it's all right, I'll hang up first." After both of them put down their mobile phones, their hearts were very complex. I think they were young and frivolous in those years, but the reality was too cruel. They both felt a little disgusted.

Feng Jiuwu was held by Mo yuan, and ten thousand grass and mud horses ran through her heart, "Mo yuan, let go." I really want to wave my fist, but I just can't raise my hand.

Mo yuan saw that his daughter-in-law's body was slightly panting, and felt some pity. It seemed that he could only come here to eat tofu this time. He hugged the woman in his arms. Mo yuan's mouth rose and blew a breath in his daughter-in-law's ear. "Daughter-in-law, come home with me. You won't see me the day after tomorrow. Will you miss me?"

Feng Jiuwu turned his eyes, put his hands on Mo yuan's chest and pushed the man away. Mo yuan had planned to let go, but he was pushed by his daughter-in-law. The whole man fell back. He could have supported his body with his hands. Mo yuan's peach eyes turned and flashed a trace of cunning.

With his big hand stretched out, he grabbed Feng Jiuwu, who was caught off guard, and they fell back together. The back was just on the sofa. A whole sofa allowed one person to lie down. At this time, Mo yuan's black suit was a little messy, like being trampled by others. Feng Jiuwu frowned and lay down on Mo yuan. The whole person was constantly cold, It seems that Mo yuan will be wiped by Feng Jiuwu the next second.

"Mo yuan." The words "Feng Jiu dance" showed a deep chill, which made Mo yuan tremble. Ya, when did his daughter-in-law have such a terrible temperament? Is this the ability of a cultivator?

Mo yuan's eyes were dark. He also wanted to cultivate truth. His master said he was not suitable for cultivating truth. He didn't know what this sentence meant. He didn't care before, but now he doesn't want to learn ancient martial arts. Even if he doesn't have an opponent in China, he still doesn't want to learn ancient martial arts. He knows that cultivating truth is more unpredictable than ancient martial arts, Just like the border set by his daughter-in-law outside, he can't crack it now.

Mo yuan stared at the Phoenix nine dance lying on his body, and whispered, "daughter-in-law, I want to learn to fix the truth. Can I learn?"

Feng Jiuwu looked at Mo yuan faintly. She was a little complicated. She lost a "can't..."