The master mother of Mohism knows what Mo Kun wants, so all the conditions she says are set around Mo Yuxin.

Mo Kun was said to be a little excited, but he didn't immediately agree to the request of the master mother of the Mohist family.

He coughed, took a sip of the tea cup on the table and found that the tea in the cup was already cold.

Mo Kun looked back at the room where Mo Yuxin was imprisoned and kept banging on the door.

He frowned deeply and said, "I'll think about it later and tell you."

With that, he hung up the phone and put his mobile phone next to the tea table.

Then he got up and walked outside the room, quietly listening to the roar of Mo Yuxin inside.

There is anger, reluctance, sadness, and a touch of panic.

All the emotions intertwined and changed into greater resentment.

The action of smashing the door is also more and more hard.

Every time Mo Yuxin hits it, it hurts in Mo Kun's heart for fear that she will hurt her hand.

Mo Kun put out a hand on the door and said painfully, "don't shoot Yuxin. Grandpa won't let you stay inside for too long. I'll count the things I promised you before, as long as you don't make trouble."

After Mo Yuxin heard Mo Kun's words, the joy of the bottom of her eyes reached the bottom of her heart, and then rose well and hung in her heart.

Pretending to be wronged, he asked, "Grandpa, are you really not angry with me?"

"Well, I'm not angry. Just now grandpa was angry and hit you. Does it hurt?" Mo Kun said painfully.

Knowing that Mo Kun is still very concerned about himself, Mo Yuxin's nose suddenly feels sour. If it weren't for the plan of the master mother of the Mohist school, she, I can't say such cruel words to my grandfather.

She whispered over the door, "Grandpa..."

The voice sounds extremely sour.

It's like being greatly wronged.

This sound just poked into Mokun's heart, and his wrinkled eyebrows stood up well.

Hesitated for a long time, turned to find the maid who copied the data: "give me the surveillance video just copied, and then delete today's video."

The maid looked at Mo Kun without knowing why.

Seeing that she was still standing in place, Mo Kun lowered his voice and said angrily, "don't go yet."

When the maid heard Mo Kun's angry words, she immediately returned to her senses and hurriedly said, "yes."

After handing over the newly copied video to Mo Kun, he quickly turned around and ran to the direction of the monitoring room.

In the room, Mo Yuxin heard the conversation between Mo Kun and the servant outside. Her heart was filled with joy. She patted the door gently.

Sweetly said, "Grandpa, I'm hungry and want to eat."

Mo Yuxin touched his flat stomach and made a sound of "Goo Goo...".

Ever since she got up, Mo Yuxin hasn't even drunk a mouthful of water. Just now she was angry at the maid's words, so she didn't feel hungry.

This will eliminate all concerns. There is nothing to worry about, so hunger strikes again.

"OK, Grandpa, let people prepare food for you. Wait a minute, soon." Mo Kun said, taking a strong step and trotting to the kitchen.

They told Mo Yuxin what to eat, and the haggard meaning on their face subsided a lot for a time.

Seeing Mo Yuxin's simplicity again, Mo Kun felt warm and asked the servant for the key.

Go back to the door of her room and open the door.

I saw Mo Yuxin standing at the door, and the tears on his face were not completely dry.

At this time, Zhengwei stared at Mo Kun wrongly. His eyes scanned the wound of his hand, and the sour feeling at the tip of his nose immediately became stronger.

She trotted into Mo Kun's arms and burst into tears.

Mo Kun looked down at Mo Yuxin in his arms with soft eyes, stretched out a hand on her back and gently patted: "silly child."

Mo Yuxin grabbed Mo Kun's clothes with both hands, and tears and snot wiped all on his coat.

But Mo Kun smiled at Mo Yuxin in her arms and sighed. She was still as unhappy as when she was a child, so she deliberately wiped tears and snot on him.

When Mo Yuxin looked up again, his red and swollen eyes had no sense of sadness.

Seeing her grandfather's white Tang costume covered with her tears and runny nose, she smiled: "I thought you really didn't want to take care of me anymore."

Mo Kun couldn't stop the spoil and love in his eyes. He raised a hand and rubbed it on her head. He scolded with a smile: "if you do such a mixed thing in the future, I'll be the first to let you go."

She slipped back into Mo Kun's arms, tooted her small mouth and murmured, "I know, I won't dare again in the future."

This scene was just caught by Tang Wanrou on the stairs. Her eyes flashed a touch of evil, and she subconsciously touched her lower abdomen.

Then put on a smile and walked downstairs.

"Yuxin, are you all right?" Tang Wanrou walked to moyuxin, with a full worry on his face.

Come forward and warmly pull Mo Yuxin's hands from Mo Kun's hands.

The coldness of Mo Yuxin's fingertips immediately reached Tang Wanrou's palm. Her eyebrows wrinkled slightly and asked anxiously, "Yuxin, why are your hands so cold? Are you sick?"

With that, Tang Wanrou reached out to her forehead.

Mo Yuxin silently sweeps Tang Wanrou. If she wasn't pregnant with Mo Zichen's child, she wouldn't be so polite to Tang Wanrou.

She raised her hand, took away Tang Wanrou's hand on her forehead, said expressionless, "I'm fine. Thank you for your concern."

Seeing the great change of Mo Yuxin's attitude towards himself, Tang Wanrou paused.

Then he pretended not to care and pulled her hands: "yes, you can come to me at any time to talk about any unpleasant things in the future. I'm still your most loyal listener."

Mo Yuxin frowned and looked at Tang Wanrou deliberately and inexplicably.

He took out his hand and said unhappily, "I'm in a good mood now. My sister-in-law doesn't worry."

Mo Kun's icy eyes swept over Tang Wanrou.

Directly took Mo Yuxin's hand and walked outside the door.

"Come on, the food in the kitchen should be almost ready."

"Well, I'm so hungry." Mo Yuxin said with a wronged smile while rubbing his stomach.

They walked directly past Tang Wanrou and completely regarded Tang Wanrou as a decoration.

Tang Wanrou went back and looked at the figure of the two leaving, his hands tight.

His eyes narrowed, and when they were far away, he said coldly, "hum, what a good look."

He stamped his feet and walked towards the living room.

The other side.

Tang Wanxin woke up and saw the sunlight slanting into the room.

Sleepy stretched out, and then habitually stretched out his hand to touch the quilt beside him, which was still warm.

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