Mysterious president, get away from me!

He stretched out his right hand and held her left hand which she put on her leg at will. Mo Ling was afraid of being found. He earned it gently. He knew it clearly and slowly drew back his hand. A touch of gloom passed through his eyes. Soon, he showed a warm and warm smile. "I just want to give you a surprise."

"It's really a surprise..." Mo Ling took a look at his right hand, suddenly took off the gauze towel around his neck, put it on his left hand, gave him a playful wink, and said softly, "take it."

Mu Chen cold one Zheng, then, the dark Mou bottom delimits a to put on a very shallow bright light, the lip corner curved, put own right hand into the gauze towel inside, held her left hand.

Because of the veil, no one will find their hands together.

Mo Ling felt holding her big palm, stretched out her fingers, and gently scratched the palm of her hand, itching, her heart can not help but a little sweet, and some heartache, let him be the man behind her, let him be wronged.

After more than an hour's flight, their hands have been holding together, even if they didn't say anything, as long as they hold each other's hands, it's like holding the whole world, and the whole heart is full.

When the plane arrives in C City, mu Chenhan will go back to Mu's home and visit pan Jinru in the sanatorium. Mo Ling will return to Mo's home accompanied by his bodyguard.

"Ah Lei, Wen Liang, stay outside. If anything happens, I'll scream." Before entering Mo's house, Mo Ling told the two bodyguards to keep them outside the villa. After all, after going back, it's very likely that they will have a quarrel with Mo's family. It's not convenient for outsiders to be present.

The two bodyguards also thought about this level. They didn't object and were loyal to the outside.

When Mo Ling wring her handbag into the door of Mo's house, the old servant in the house was about to cry, and even said in a voice, "Miss, you've finally come back!"

Mo Ling glanced at the living room. It was a mess. The vases and porcelain were broken all over the floor. There was a pool of dried blood on the floor. She frowned, "Aunt Chen, please let someone clean the living room first. What about Mo Yingjie and Yang Feiyun? "

"The wife was wounded in the head by the master and lay on the bed to rest. The second young lady comforted the master temporarily and pushed him to the study upstairs."

Mo Ling said faintly, "Aunt Chen, please give me the key to the bedroom at the end of the corridor on the third floor."

Aunt Chen's face changed slightly. "Miss, the key is no longer with me. Since that year, when I lost the key, the master took it away and locked it in the safe..."

"That year" in Aunt Chen's words was when Mo Ling was eight years old. It was she who stole the key from Aunt Chen.

Mo Ling pursed her lips and said, "OK, I know. Aunt Chen, go ahead and have a look. I'll go upstairs."

In the master bedroom, Yang Feiyun was lying on the bed weakly with gauze on her head and groaning. When Maureen knocked on the door, a flash of light flashed from her eyes. She stroked her forehead with one hand and forced herself to get up. She cried, "ah Ling, you've finally come back. Your father almost killed me..."

Mo Ling stood at the head of the bed and looked down at her. There was no expression on her face. She said coldly, "since you are not comfortable, lie down and have a rest."

Yang Feiyun sobbed a few times and lay back feebly. With his right hand covering his mouth, he sobbed softly and complained, "since your father's leg was injured and his temper was getting worse and worse, he had to fight or scold me for three days. For you and Janie, for the sake of this family, I had to endure everything I said, but today, Today, he wants to divorce me... Wuwuwuwu... I've paid so much for this family. He wants to divorce me... "

She cried bitterly, heartbroken, Mo Ling just feel head buzzing, frowned, interrupted her cry, "why does he want to divorce you?"

Yang Feiyun burst into tears. Soon, he sobbed again and said intermittently, "just yesterday... I played cards with some good sisters and lost a sum of money... After I came back, your father picked my nose and raised his eyes at me and scolded me a lot. I was so excited that I quarreled with him. Then, he hit me on the head with a vase, He also said that he would divorce me... "

Mo Ling pressed the temple, "so, because you play cards and lose money, so Mo Yingjie wants to divorce you?"

Yang Feiyun cried and nodded, "yes, ah Ling, it's really too much for your father to do this, isn't it?"

Mo Ling shook his head. He didn't want to comment on the mess between their husband and wife, and didn't want to hear her cry any more. He said faintly, "I'm here to take back my mother's relics. If I take those things, I'll leave. As for the dispute between you and Mo Yingjie, I don't want to care. I'm done. You can have a good rest. "

"Ah, ah Ling, don't go, ah Ling..."

No matter how Yang Feiyun called, Mo Ling turned a deaf ear and walked out of the master bedroom without looking back towards the study.

Mo Ling stood at the door of the study, raised her right hand, was about to knock, the door suddenly opened, Mo Jiani saw her, showing a surprise smile, "sister, are you back? How wonderful

"I just came back to take what belonged to my mother." Mo Ling coldly explained a sentence, and then from her side, into the study.

The study is in a mess, and books are still everywhere. Mo Yingjie is sitting in a wheelchair, his head has been stained with a lot of frost, and his face also shows his old state. But his sharp eyes are still flashing fierce and cold light. He stares at Mo Ling and roars angrily, "what are you doing back here, you villain? Do you want to piss me off? "

Maureen looked at him quietly.

Mo Jiani went back to her study and said, "Dad, don't be like this. My sister is coming back. You can talk to her..."

"It's none of your business here. Get out of here!"

Mo Yingjie slapped the armrest of the wheelchair and lost his temper at Mo Jiani. Mo Jiani's eyes were red and she just laughed, "well, I'll go out first. Sister, you can have a good chat with dad."

With that, she covered her mouth and quickly walked out of the study, as if she had been wronged.

Mo Ling's indifferent eyes glanced at the study. Finally, he fell on the safe on the wall and said faintly, "Mr. Mo, I'm here to take away the relics left by my mother. I heard that the key to my mother's bedroom is with you. Please give it to me."

Mr. Mo? Every time he heard this strange name, Mo Yingjie would be angry. He picked up the pen holder on his desk and threw it at Mo Ling. He roared angrily, "evil, evil, I have raised you for more than 20 years. You even refused to call your father. How can I raise you such a white eyed wolf? I'm so angry! I'm so angry!"

Mo Ling quickly flashed, the pen box hit the opposite bookshelf, all the pens in the pen box scattered on the ground.

Mo Yingjie is not reconciled, and casually picked up the objects around, angrily throwing at her.

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"What belongs to you? Since you broke off the relationship with your family, nothing here belongs to you. Get out, get out of here! " Mo Yingjie throws all the objects around him. There is nothing left to throw. He is so angry that he stares at Mo Ling's nose and scolds him.

Maureen shook his finger and said without expression, "I don't want anything else. But the bedroom my mother used to live in, the things she left behind, I have to take with me

Mo Yingjie slapped the armrest of the wheelchair and yelled, "everything in the Mo family belongs to me, including the things in Zhao Yanrong's bedroom! You can't take it! "

This old man is stubborn, irritable and selfish. Mo Ling really wants to force him to hand over the key.

However, she is a human being, not an animal. She can't fight with her father, even though he is not a thing.

Confrontation for a long time, or failed to persuade him to take out the key, Mo Ling tightly pursed lips, repressed anger, overcast face from the study.

With a bang, the door slammed. She took out her mobile phone from her pocket and called a Lei who was guarding outside the villa.

Just after the phone was connected, before she could speak, mojani suddenly appeared behind her and called her, "sister, I know the code of dad's safe. I can take out the key to the bedroom for you."

Mo Ling steps a meal, a Lei's voice comes from the mobile phone, "Miss Mo?"

"... it's OK. I'll get in touch later."

Mo Ling hung up the phone, turned around and looked at Mo Jiani without expression, "what's the condition?" She believed that morgani would not help her for no reason.

With an innocent expression on her face, mojani blinked and said, "sister, I really just want to help you."

"I don't think you believe that." Mo Ling light way, "don't beat around the Bush, have what request, put forward."

Mo Jia Ni's face changed slightly, she bit her lip sheepishly and said in a soft voice, "well, I'm a little short of money recently..."

Mo Ling interrupted her and said coldly, "200000."

Mojani raised her eyebrows and said angrily, "200000? Do you think I'm a beggar? "

Mo Ling sneered, "I only give ten yuan to those who send me begging. Buy it now, 200000 yuan. Do you want it or not? It's a big deal. I'll find someone to tear down the door and make it a bedroom. Can it become an iron wall? "

"You Mo Jia Ni's face turned white with anger, but she had nothing to say. She bit her teeth and said, "you are cruel, 200000 is 200000!"

I don't know what method mojani used. Half an hour later, she took the key out of the safe and sent it to Maureen.

Maureen took the key and filled in a check for 200000.

The bedroom at the end of the corridor on the third floor has not seen the sun for more than 20 years.