Mysterious president, get away from me!

Mo Ling smiles a little and says slowly, "after listening to Miss Mo's words, everyone will think that I'm not sensible, that I'm at odds with my father, and that I'm abandoning my parents for the sake of glory and wealth."

Mojani sighed and said, "sister, I'm just telling the truth. I don't mean to discredit you."

Mo Ling light way, "have that meaning, you and I know well.". Miss Mo, since you know so much about the inside story, why don't you tell us why I want to break off the relationship with Mr. Mo Yingjie? "

Mojani pursed her lips and said, "well... I was on a honeymoon abroad with my husband, and I didn't know about that."

Mo Ling glanced at her indifferently and ignored her. Instead, he looked at Mo Yingjie, who was not good in face, and said, "Mr. Mo, do you want me to tell you the whole story?"

Mo Yingjie's face changed and he opened his mouth. Before he could speak, Mo Ling said, "in order to prove that I'm not talking nonsense, I'll come up with evidence."

Hearing this, Yang Feiyun's face changed. As evidence, she thought of the location software installed in her mobile phone. At that time, Mo Ling was used as evidence to prove that she was also involved in the kidnapping case? What if Maureen takes that out again?

Yang Feiyun's brain turned quickly, and he laughed twice, "ah Ling, no matter what, we are always a family. The blood relationship between you and your father can never be changed. It is reasonable to say that we should decide the major events of your life."

"After all, you are not running for a profit. If Jin Qi is not the one who marries ah Ling today, you will come all the way to find trouble?"

Mr. Zhao glanced at them contemptuously and said domineeringly, "today, I'm here. You can't get any money!"

Yang Feiyun raised her eyebrows and said calmly, "old man, it's too much for you to say this. We are the parents of a Ling. We should take care of her life's affairs. How can we turn into running for profits?"

Master Zhao waved his hand and said in a deep voice, "I don't want to talk to you any more. If I want to ask for favors and betrothal gifts, there's no way!"

With that, he suddenly stood up and said, "ah Yan, Yun Qing, let you see a joke. It's my old man's fault. You are tired today. Let's find a quiet place to have a good rest. Don't waste time with those who don't know what to say. "

Shen Yan said with a smile, "there's a good teahouse near here. I haven't had tea with Uncle Zhao for a long time. I miss it very much."

Mr. Zhao laughed heartily, "OK, let's go. We'll play two more games of chess by the way. No one has been playing chess with me recently. My hands are itching."

The Shen family and the Zhao family, talking and laughing, happily went out to the rest room without looking at the four members of the Mo family. Mo Yingjie and Yang Feiyun were shameless and could not stop others from leaving.

Mo Jiani looks at Shen Jinqi's thoughtfulness towards Mo Ling, but she is envious.

As for Pei Wenxuan, he was badly repaired by Mo Ling last time. Later, he was secretly repaired by mu Chenhan. He did not dare to provoke Mo Ling any more. On the contrary, he felt that Mo's family was so insulted. Even he felt ashamed, and his heart became more and more disrespectful of Mo Jiani and her parents.

When they came out of the hotel, they took two extended rolls Royces. Maureen sat with the Shen family. She sincerely said, "uncle and aunt, I'm really sorry that you've been embarrassed by my business."

Shen Yan's father is also a bastard, so he knows what kind of mood his children will have. He smiles and says, "there are always some bastard parents in this world. You don't have to feel guilty for their mistakes."

Ji Yunqing also laughed and said, "your uncle is right. They are them and you are you. We don't care about them. As long as you have a good relationship with Jinqi, we will be satisfied."

Mo Ling felt guilty and uncomfortable. Fortunately, Shen Jinqi immediately relieved her and changed the topic with a smile. "Mom, which country is the second sister in now? Her only brother is engaged. She refuses to come back. It's too shameful."

Ji Yunqing nodded with deep sympathy, "yes, your second sister, it's too shameful. She called me the day before yesterday to tell me that she is now in Africa. When she comes back, it's estimated that she will be dried into honeycomb briquette."

"Mom, the second sister has gone to so many places, but she didn't find her true love, so she brought back a second brother-in-law for me?"

Ji Yunqing shook her head with a headache. "Don't mention it. I already suspect that your second sister likes women. I plan to arrange a blind date for her as soon as she comes back."

Shen Siqi, the second miss of the Shen family, is also a legendary figure in Yingcheng. She likes men's clothes when she was young. When she grew up, she was praised as a god of men by the ladies in the boudoir, and many girls and children clamored to marry her.

A few years ago, Shen Siqi was annoyed by Ji Yunqing's forced marriage. She left a letter and went to travel around the world. Looking at the photos she sent back, either she was holding a beautiful girl or a hot and sexy beauty. Ji Yunqing and Shen Yan were deeply worried about their daughter's

The eldest child in the family is sensible and obedient. He fell in love early. Now even his children are in primary school. Ji Yunqing's two, the second and the third, are really sad. Fortunately, now that he has dealt with the third, he will wait for the second to come back and help her.

Shen Jinqi laughed, "Oh, it's my turn to be forced to marry my second sister. Mom, I suddenly feel like I'm out of the misery."

Ji Yunqing gave him a bad look, "then you have to thank your daughter-in-law."

"Yes, I am most grateful to my daughter-in-law now." Then Shen Jinqi put his right arm on Mo Ling's shoulder, looked at her with a smile, and said, "daughter in law, thank you."

Knowing that it was acting, Maureen's cheek was still red. She looked at him and pushed his hand. She whispered, "move away, it's dead."

Shen Jinqi complacent, "don't move, it's not easy to have a daughter-in-law, you have to get close."

Mo Ling's whole face was red, and he motioned to him with his eyes, "third brother, the play is too much!"

Shen Jinqi said back to her with his eyes, "my mother is very good. I have to be serious to cheat her. Hold on for a while!"

Ji Yunqing thought that their eyes were touching each other. He couldn't help laughing, which made Maureen's face even redder and made her hot enough to spread eggs.

Seeing Mo Ling's awkward and awkward appearance, Ji Yunqing pretended to be serious, coughed and said, "you slowly get close, don't worry about us."

Shen Yan solemnly "um," said, "we don't exist."

"..." Uncle Shen, you should be quiet and steady. This style of ridicule is not suitable for you, really.

Shen Jinqi told her again with his eyes, "in fact, my father is very sultry, especially in front of my mother!"

"..." Mo Ling thinks that the Shen family is really a magical place, where a group of magical people live.

Shen and Zhao families came to a teahouse with beautiful environment and had a chat for a few hours. In the evening, they went to a private restaurant and had dinner together. Later, the elders of the two families made fun of Shen Jinqi and Mo Ling and asked them to go out alone and don't rush home.

In this way, Mo Ling and his wife were turned out of the hotel.

Shen Jinqi looked at Mo Ling and said with a smile, "is there any place you want to go?"

"No Mo Ling showed a wry smile, "in fact, I just want to go home now, my legs are very sour, I really want to go home to sleep."

Shen Jinqi smiles even more, "well, I'll take you home."

"Well, thank you."

City C.

The night was dim, and suddenly it began to rain heavily.

Lin Lanyao drives his car through streets and houses. Every time he passes by, the memories of his childhood with Mo Ling come to mind.

This city is the place where they grew up. They used to run all over the streets, leaving footprints and laughing. Now, she is engaged to another man, but he can only go all the way they once walked to recall the past.

Raindrops beat the window, the front of a fuzzy, just like his life, suddenly can not see the direction.

The car stops at the entrance of an alley. Lin Lanyao is leaning on his seat and looking at the rain curtain outside the window. His charming eyes are full of sadness.

In the alley, next to a garbage can, there is a small figure squatting. There is a small carton beside her feet. There is a little milk cat lying in the carton. The whole body of the kitten is wet, and the soft hair is sticking together, and her head is drooping. She makes a "meow" sound in a soft voice.

"What a pity, little one. It's all wet with rain." The girl took off her wet knitted cardigan and covered it over the carton. She covered the rain for the little kitten and said to herself, "little guy, although I want to take you away, my family won't allow it. I'm sorry. Wait a minute. Maybe someone will take you home later."

With that, the girl gently touched the head of the little kitten with her fingers, then stood up, finally looked at the cardboard box covered by the cardigan, carried her old satchel, and turned away.

After a few steps, she stopped and stood in the same place for a moment. Finally, she bit her lip, stamped her foot, turned around and quickly walked back to the carton. She bent down to pick up the carton and said, "little guy, I'd better take you home. In such a heavy rain, what if you get drenched and sick?"

Through the window, Lin Lanyao looks at the girl with the box in her arms in the rain. Another picture appears in her mind.

It was when he and Maureen were five or six years old. On that day, it was raining heavily. They were waiting for their family to meet them at the school gate. Maureen was acutely aware that there was an abandoned little dog on the street opposite the school. The little dog was pitifully lying in the cardboard box, looking at the passers-by with big black eyes and full of expectation, No one stayed for it, and no one was willing to take it home.