President Daddy is super strong

The words are still in decline. A pair of chopsticks fly towards Yang Yilin.

Yang Yilin's kid bent over and dodged. Unfortunately, Mo yanjue, who was sitting next to him, didn't move.

All the people at the table changed their faces.

The air pressure of the whole restaurant fell to the freezing point.

And a certain unintelligible fool even laughs happily when he straightens up.

This time, the old man was completely enraged. He clapped the table and roared, "Butler, go to my study and bring the whip!"

Yang Yilin got up from his seat and ran out, shouting, "Grandpa, I'm wrong. I really know it's wrong. Take your breath away and eat slowly. I'll go first."

"Oh, by the way, I've brought you a present. Where is Mrs. Yang? I'll let her take it to you later."

After saying that, she ran away, but Mrs. Yang, who was waiting beside, was smoking a corner of her mouth. It was clear that the gift was bought by master mo. this young master was really unreliable.

Yang Yilin's unreliable guy made a family feast.

Next, the matter of finding a wife for Mo yanjue was temporarily stranded.

The family ate the meal in silence, then moved from the dining room to the living room.

Mo yanjue got up to say goodbye, but he was called into the study by his black faced grandfather.

Decoration atmosphere, antique study.

The old man sat at the back of the desk angrily, and Mo yanjue didn't say a word after entering the door, waiting for the old man's reprimand.

"Are you really not going to meet?" After holding it for a long time, the old man couldn't hold it anymore. He opened his mouth first with a cold face.

The yellow light on his head was heavily projected on the cold and hard face of Mo yanjue, and there was still no extra expression.

"Grandpa, I know my own business. Don't worry about it. You'd better go abroad more when you have time." Mo yanjue's tone was peaceful and declined.

"You want to piss me off, don't you?" The old man was in a hurry. He clapped the table and stood up.

"Dare not!"

"I dare not. I don't think it's easy for you to belong to this family! It's better for you to see the woman hiding away. Your brothers are both extremes! " Speaking of these two grandsons, Yang Xun was furious.

In the face of Grandpa's fury, Mo yanjue still kept a light mood, as if it was really irrelevant.

Looking at him, Yang Xun was even more furious and left a sentence, "I don't care. You can see it this time, or you can see it if you don't see it!"

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coming out of the courtyard, Mo yanjue tilted his mouth. Does he need to meet each other like this?

Casually looked at a quiet as if the phone was turned off, and finally raised a smile and quickly back down.

This woman is dying!

Striding into the car, he said with a cold face: "back to the Manor!"

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in a brightly lit villa.

Mo yanjue opens the door and enters the room. When he stands at the porch to change his shoes, he hears the laughter coming from upstairs.

The action of changing shoes is a little stiff, and my heart is hot.

That stupid woman's back?

With this idea, the action of changing shoes can not help but speed up a lot.

When he took off his dusty coat and put on his comfortable and soft striped slippers, he walked quickly upstairs.

He went upstairs and stood outside the little star's room. He paused, covered the strange mood between his eyebrows and eyes. Then, with a calm expression, he unscrewed the door handle.