Mo Yiran raised her eyebrows in surprise when she received the news from Han Dao. She thought that Han Dao should have been cold with anger this time. She probably didn't want to see herself again in the future.

"Elan, you come to Napa Valley to see me. I want to talk to you face to face about something."

"OK, I'll be there later."

Napa Valley is where Han Dao bought his house outside. Before, Yiran was taken by Han Dao to have a meal.

Mo Yiran simply cleaned up and went out. While driving, the big stone in his heart also fell to the ground.

It seems that Han Dao wants to have a showdown with himself this time.

Although she tried her best to show that she hated Jing Mo Wen when she confronted Jing Mo Wen that night, only she knew that she didn't care whether Han Mo and his family could marry.

Mo's courtyard is just a dispensable place for her.

Without Mo's family, she can still support herself.

As for the wonderful stepmother and stepsister, she didn't want to pay attention.

Mo Changguo. In his eyes, only interests and Wang Shuyu's mother and daughter, oh, and his son abroad.

She is the daughter of her ex-wife. He has been bored for a long time. If he doesn't have some use value, he doesn't know what he will do to himself.

"Jing mowen, I'll fight with you!"

"Han Dao, don't be impulsive!"

"Who are you going to hit?"

Looking at the video of being turned crazy, Han Dao's fist turned white, got up and kicked over the huge vase in the living room.

The vase fell to pieces on the ground, and the woman who had just come out of the bathroom was frightened.

A woman's face is not so charming, but it is also pure and charming. She is wrapped in a bath towel and her wet hair is still dripping with water.

She swallowed her saliva with some fear, but her steps didn't stop.

"Han Shao, what's the matter with you?"

Han Dao felt the warm breath from the woman behind him when he spoke, and his body was stretched straight in an instant.

He turned around, almost without any warning, and picked up the woman.

The woman exclaimed. He didn't even take her back to the room.

She was roughly thrown on the sofa, her painful corners of her eyes burst into tears, but there was a mocking sneer on her lips.

What about getting married? Mo Yiran, do you think he really loves you by cheating on him?

Do you think the man you play with in the palm of your hand is still on me?

She cried out in pain, tears fell madly, and her lips bit blood, but she still clenched her teeth.

The doorbell suddenly rang.

However, Han Dao seemed unheard of.

Instead, Mo Yutong reluctantly opened his mouth in a trembling voice: "Han Shao, someone, someone..."

"Ignore him."

"Han Shao, could it be, could it be that my uncle and aunt saw the video and came to you?"

Mo Yutong said.

"So what?"

Hearing the speech, Han Dao was still cold and unmoved.

Mo Yutong was a little surprised in his heart. He thought that Han Dao was the only son of the Han family and the pillar of the Han family. It was nothing to be capricious, so he didn't think much.

However, just then, Han Dao's mobile phone suddenly rang.

Han Dao looked at the mobile phone screen and stopped.

He frowned and left the woman. He ordered in a deep voice, "don't talk."

Mo Yutong shut up and looked at Han Dao's tangled eyes. There was a faint guess in his heart.

Oh, finally, she is waiting for this moment.

"Hey, Yiran, why did you suddenly call me?"

"What? You're at my door, villa or Han family..."

"Villa, oh, I just woke up. Wait a minute and I'll open the door for you."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Yutong has also wrapped a bath towel.

Her eyes looked at the closed door with a little bitterness in her pride.

Mo Yiran, you're going to marry the Han family. Good!

However, in recent years, I will not make your life too easy!

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