The hidden marriage president's scandalous sweet wife

"Your agent doesn't want to see you. That's just right. Stop playing and go home and do business." Mo Yan.

'no! I said I had to be famous in the entertainment industry before I went home! Sister, the agent I'm working with now is very powerful. He can make God. As long as he is willing to hold me, I'm sure I can be angry!

As long as I become a top star, I promise to go home and inherit my family business and take good care of the family group company. " Yuze throws his bait.

Mo Yan looked at the words on the screen, and her eyebrows locked into a lump. 'I don't care about this! Why are they all sons and daughters of the Mohist family? You can do whatever you want, and I have to sacrifice everything for my family? "

Her heart hurts.

If it weren't for the Mohist school, she wouldn't risk approaching Mu Qiye, and she wouldn't end up now!

"Sister! Sister! " Yuze waited for a long time and didn't see his sister's reply.

He secretly sent a message to his father.

He told his father about the situation in the message.

It's better for his father to be decisive. His father promised to help him and his sister!

Mo Yan received a call from her father without suspense. Her father asked her to find Mu Qiye!

Her tears were in her eyes. "Dad, I'm also your daughter. Why can't you think about it for me? I'm now locked up as a psychosis. How do you want me to find Mu Qiye? "

"Daughter, dad asked you to find Mu Qiye just for you! Otherwise, what reason do you have to see him? Do you want to be locked up for life? " Mo Yan's father said.

Mo Yan's lips pursed, "but even if I want to see Mu Qiye, he may not meet me!"

"You can find Madame Windsor! Have you forgotten her? It's too easy for her to call her son back! " Mo Yan's father said.

"I'm afraid Mrs. Windsor won't see me now!" Mo Yan said.

"No! Don't forget, our family has her handle! Now Lord Mu has not taken all the power of the Mu family, and Mrs. Windsor's identity can't be exposed. She won't easily offend us, otherwise we will reveal her identity once we tear it with her! " Mo Yan's father said.

Mo Yan nodded, "Dad, you have a point."

"Of course it makes sense. That's why I helped her. We can hold her for a lifetime! I'll have someone write you a certificate to prove that you are well. Take the certificate to Mrs. Windsor! " Mo Yan's father ordered.

"Good!" Mo Yan agrees with her father's way. She can't be locked up as a psycho all her life.

After she hung up the phone, she soon received the certificate sent to her by the bodyguard. She took the certificate and drove to Mrs. Windsor.

The bodyguard at the door saw that Mo Yan was coming. They opened the door and let Mo Yan into the manor.

Mo Yan walked into the living room of the manor and saw Mrs. Windsor sitting in the living room.

"Mom!" Mo Yan went over and shouted.

"Yes!" Mrs. Windsor's manner was so cold that she only snorted.

Mo Yan clearly felt that Mrs. Windsor didn't want to see her!

Tears overflowed in her eyes, "Mom, this is my diagnosis. I'm well!"

She said, wiping her tears with her hands and sobbing.

Mrs. Windsor didn't accept the certificate in Moyan's hand at all, "okay? I won't kill my grandson again? "

Mo Yan listened to Mrs. Windsor's cold tone and knelt down, "Mom, I know I'm wrong! I was confused at that time. You know I will have no reason when I have this disease!

After the doctor treated me, I knew what I had done. I hated myself. Ono was my own son. How could I fall to death because I was angered by Xia Fei! You know how much I love moye! "

Mo Yan cried heartbroken. Mrs. Windsor looked up at Mo Yan.

"I really didn't expect that the murderer was not Xia Fei, but you!" Mrs. Windsor.

Mo Yan's hand pulled on her face, "it's all my fault! Why am I crazy? Why do I get this disease? I'm sorry for mom, I'm sorry for the seventh master, and I'm sorry for Ono! "

Mrs. Windsor looked at the woman slapping herself, and finally she couldn't bear it.

"Get up, you can get better!" She said.

Her eyebrows are calm. Mohism is still an important weight for her. She can't offend Mohism now!

Mo Yan stood up, "thank you mom for forgiving me! I want to see Ono. I haven't seen him for a long time. I miss him! "

"I don't even know where he is? Old seven didn't bring him back. " Madame Windsor sighed.

"Can I see the seventh master? I want to ask him to let me meet Ono! " Mo Yan said.

Mrs. Windsor paused before saying, "I'll call him."

She got up and went back to her room, took out her mobile phone and called Mu Yusen.

Mo Yan looked at Mrs. Windsor who was going to call. Her heart was finally half down. As expected, her father was right. Mrs. Windsor wouldn't be too difficult for her!

Mrs. Windsor's phone soon got through, and Mu Yusen's voice came out.

"Huh?" Mu Yusen.

"Old seven, you go home. I have something to tell you." With that, Mrs. Windsor hung up.

She won't tell Mu Yusen what it is. She can only hang up the phone like this and Mu Yusen will come back.

Xia Fei took Qin Zun, ye Xiaoxiao and Yuze to the audition place.

This is different from the last hotel. This is a studio.

Many actors came here to audition, and she was stunned to see Dantes!

damn you! She scolded herself. What's Dantes doing here?

Don't look at him. The woman is a little less handsome than him. Don't be so handsome!

He put one hand in his trousers and watched the little woman walk towards him.

"Boss Dantes, what are you doing here?" Xia Fei asked.

She must make it clear that this man has always been evil. There is nothing that Dantes can't do.

"I'll bring my artist to audition!" Said Dantes.

Xia Fei's heart beat hard. The last answer she wanted to hear was this!

"Can you audition as an artist?" She choked.

"Of course! How can I hear director Xia's meaning that my artist can't participate in the audition? " Asked Dantes.

"I'm just curious. None of your artists passed the interview. How could they suddenly come to the audition." Xia Fei asked.

"Oh, that's easy. I sponsored 50 million for the play." Said Dantes.

It's easy to get entangled with a little woman. Just throw some money!

Xia Fei's lips pulled hard. Are you sick? 50 million for an audition?

She has to say that money is really capricious!

"Director Xia, what's your face? It seems that you're not happy that my artist is auditioning?" Dantes asked deliberately.

His voice was so loud that director Sun an and military leaders looked at Xia Fei.