President's Single-minded Love

Housekeeper jasley was slightly stunned and walked quickly, with a gentle smile: "this way, please."

There is neither honorific words nor enthusiasm. On Mo Lingtian's well maintained face, there is a blade like cold exudation. He turns back carelessly and takes a look at Mo xijue.

Mo Xi Jue's eyes and his eyes on a sink.

Housekeeper jasley's attention was focused on the maid who came quickly in front of her. "Housekeeper jasley, the master has invited the distinguished guests of the Mohist family to the main hall of the main building for a talk."

"I see." Jasley Butler's voice is dignified and dignified, turning to Mo Ling heaven way, "please."

Mo Lingtian's handsome and abnormal canthus and eyebrows did not move. Housekeeper jasley was somewhat embarrassed.

Yan xiaonuo's hand is tightly held by Moxi Jue, and is about to pick up the steps. However, there is a noisy sound coming from the door.

Looking back, it is the enthusiastic media, one by one eager to come in to get the exclusive material, but they are strictly rejected by the bodyguards.

Seeing this, housekeeper jasley was shocked and ashamed. He felt that he had lost the face of the chief steward of the rolls family. He quickly went over and scolded, "what's the matter? The master clearly ordered that no media should come. Who leaked the news? "

Yan xiaonuo looks up to Moxi Jue, who reaches out and caresses her hair, indicating that she is at ease.

However, the severe reprimand from the housekeeper of jasley could not stop the flaming gossip of the media. On the contrary, more and more media rushed in, blocking the wide road in front of the rollerster family manor, so that the distinguished families who came to celebrate their birthday today could not stop.

Mo Ling day suddenly said: "I go to see the patriarch first." Then he turned and left.

Undoubtedly, it shows an attitude. Yan xiaonuo feels it, not to mention the three brothers and sisters of the Mohist family.

Mo xijue quietly holds Yan xiaonuo, saying nothing, as if his mission is to protect Yan xiaonuo, and then watch the fun.

With a fox like smile, Mo Xichen went to the housekeeper and said, "housekeeper jasley, why don't you let these media in?"

"Mo Shao, I'm sorry I can't take you to see the master in person. Please help yourself." Steward jasley's expression was a little serious.

Xuanji's beautiful and moving voice came from behind: "Oh? Let the guest stand at the gate and say, "it's the rule of the Rawls family to treat guests?"

She was originally a beautiful face, with a ray of sarcasm and even more gorgeous, the media heard such a sentence, flashing flash constantly.

"Mrs. Xuanji, I don't mean that," said the housekeeper

Mo Xichen said, "housekeeper jasley, if you delay further, you will disturb the patriarch. As the chief housekeeper, you are not able to do things well. Are you still talking about it here?"

Looking back, housekeeper jasley found that Mo Lingtian had already disappeared. She must have gone to see the patriarch. She had always been calm and self-sustaining, and she was a little panicked.

"It's better to find a quiet place and let these media friends rest first." Mo Xi Jue suddenly opened her mouth, her tone was very severe, "what kind of a mess is it?"

He had been standing high, and uttering these words with a cold expression, and he immediately subdued the restless steward jasley.

Housekeeper jasley suddenly had a cold sweat on her back. It happened so suddenly that the patriarch clearly ordered that there was no need to invite the media. She was also caught off guard.

She looked at Mo Xi Jue and realized that she might have fallen into a trap.

But now she had no choice but to say coldly, "Mo Er Shao is really smart and smart."

The irony in the tone is obvious.

But Mo xijue was not annoyed at all. She just closed up xiaonuo's skirt and said lightly: "housekeeper jasley, you'd better go and settle these media friends. I've lost the strain, and I'm procrastinating. If I'm the chief of Rawls, I won't use you as an incompetent person. Besides, my wife is still pregnant and is not in the mood to see you as a clown. "

The housekeeper's face was blue and red, but he had nothing to say. He asked the bodyguards to take the media to rest.

The aristocrats who were blocked in the door looked at Mo xijue with a meaningful smile.

Yan xiaonuo turned around and quietly said to Moxi Jue, "are you on purpose?"

Mo Xi Jue said with a light smile, "the wind is strong. Be careful of the cool."

It's midsummer. Where is the wind? Still cold? The man's ability to change the subject is rather clever.

The other nobles went to the building for special rest, while they went to the main building.

Mo Ling Tian first arrived and they were talking to the patriarch of rolst. "Vivier" was standing behind the patriarch Charles in full dress.

Charles saw Yan xiaonuo at a glance. To be exact, he saw the Mohist badge on her chest and the ice blue crystal of Cheng family on her neck.

Green eyes flashed through extremely complex emotions, but it was so fast that people could hardly see it. He said with a smile: "Ling Tian, I haven't seen three children together for a long time."

Mo Xichen is still smooth, and Mo xijue is still cold. But Xuanji says with a smile: "Uncle Charles, it's your birthday again. Xiaoxuan wish you today every year and today every year."Charles was very happy to hear that. He stood up from the expensive and gorgeous sofa and took Mrs. Xuanji's hand: "Xiaoxuan is the most intimate and sweet mouth."

Yan xiaonuo seems to be the object of everyone's neglect, but she doesn't mind these at all. She stands beside Mo xijue with a gentle smile on her lips.

Mo Ling Tian narrowed his eyes and quickly turned away his sight.

This can be regarded as having seen the ceremony. Mo Xichen sat down on the seat side of the sofa prepared for them. Moxi Jue first let Yan xiaonuo sit down, and then sat down.

I didn't expect that the sofa was only enough for three people. If Mrs. Xuanji was also sitting on it, Yan xiaonuo would have to stand awkwardly.

Because of the sweet and warm congratulation just now, Madame Xuanji has been placed beside her by Charles.

Yan xiaonuo looked at Xuanji with gratitude. If she wasn't, how embarrassed and humiliated she would be facing.

"Wei Wei Er" on the face of the smile with endless satire, "Xiao Xuan has always been daddy's pistachio, very popular with everyone."

Yan xiaonuo takes a look at the "weiwei'er" trained by Mo Xichen. It is really similar. If she didn't know in advance, she would feel that it was Wei Wei'er.

Charles's doting expression was very obvious: "you child, you and Xiaoxuan are almost married, and you are so jealous. Are you afraid that after you and ah Jue get married, your uncle Mo will not love you?"

"Wei Wei Er" looked at Mo Xi Jue and bowed her head in shame.

Mo xijue opened her mouth in front of Mo Ling Tian: "Uncle Charles is joking. Wei Wei Er and I are just good friends." Said, he put his arm around Yan xiaonuo's shoulder, "did not introduce to uncle, Yan xiaonuo, my wife."

Yan xiaonuo stood up with great cooperation and gracefully saluted: "I've met uncle Charles."

In addition to Mo Xichen and Mrs. Xuanji, everyone looks at Yan xiaonuo like a sword.

As far as the eyes are concerned, her eyebrows are still graceful.

"Sit down." Mo Xi Jue's voice is very gentle, for fear of Yan xiaonuo standing for a long time tired.

Yan xiaonuo's lip corner deeply smiles: "well."

"When did ah Jue marry his wife?" Charles couldn't keep smiling in his eyes. He turned to Mo Lingtian and asked, "Ling Tian, we have been friends for more than 20 years, but we don't know such a big event."

Mo Ling Tian repressed the vigorous anger and said, "the dog is mischievous. Charles doesn't have to be in his heart."

Charles snorted, "am I wrong? Is the badge in front of xiaonuo a fake

"Father, don't be angry." "Wei Wei Er" stood out and said in a low voice, "today is your birthday, the auspicious time is coming, there are still plenty of friends outside, guests like clouds."

Charles suddenly stood up, his eyes fixed on mercy Jue and said, "if you have any conscience, you should remember my daughter's affection for you and your promise to my daughter."

Mo Xi Jue said with a faint smile, "what uncle said is that Wei Wei Er has a good idea of my affection."

At the end of the speech, it already contained ten thousand.

Charles was choked and speechless. He knew something about Vivier's behavior. For one thing, Wei Wei'er has long said that he loves his daughter if he does not marry other than Mo Xi Jue. However, he has to be moved by the huge power and resources of the Mohist school.

His eyes turned to the silent Yan xiaonuo and said with a sneer: "it turns out to be the descendant of Ziyan."

Yan xiaonuo tactfully interface: "Mr. Cheng Ziyan is my adoptive father."

"Adoptive father?" Charles sneered. "I'm afraid he's not as worried about you as he is about the end of the Tang Dynasty."

When Charles insulted Cheng Ziyan, he said that Xiao Nuo was already very angry. However, he had a deeper smile: "Xiao Nuo has no talent to inherit his father's unparalleled medical skills, but his father's moral integrity is noble and his mind is broad-minded. He cares about me and my brother, and there is no difference between the high and low levels." As soon as she spoke, she looked directly at Charles, "my uncle is also an elder, and he has a sincere sympathy for his younger generation. How can he say so? It is misunderstood by others."

The words were soft and strong, and there was silence in the living room.

Charles was never said so by a little-known girl, so angry that her beard would be cocked up. "Hum, Mohist people are really smart, and their mouth is very good."

Yan xiaonuo said with a faint smile: "what uncle said is, how can clumsy people fit into the door of Mohism?"

Charles was surprised that he had said something wrong in his anger. He felt more ashamed than ever that he had said something sweet. However, he didn't want to delay the time to see the guests and left in a bad way.

"Wei Wei Er" glared at the word small Nuo one eye, "really have you, don't be three days when treat with respect." Lengleng a hum, pushed aside Yan xiaonuo, followed Charles.

Mo Lingtian looks at Yan xiaonuo's eyes a little more, but Yan xiaonuo lowers his head, avoids Mo Lingtian's eyes, and converges the sharp point that just confronts with Charles.