Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

"Heh..." Jun Wuhao sneered: "Grandma arranged this for you, mine, it's not your turn to worry."

"The eldest brother didn't marry, how can I marry the younger brother."

"Why, it's a little accomplishment outside, it's amazing, you don't put my old lady in the eyes?" The old lady Jun was obviously very impatient.

"Mo Yan didn't mean that."

"Then it's settled."

"Wait, I haven't agreed to this matter yet. How can marriage events be so hasty." Old man Jun was really angry but they bullied Jun Moyan so much.

"Don't forget who is in charge of the Jun family now." However, Mrs. Jun did not give face at all.

"you……"

"Grandpa." Jun Moyan stopped the angry old man, and patted the back of his hand: "It's okay, just listen to grandma's arrangements."

"Mo Yan, don't wrong yourself."

"Yes, Mo Yan, you have to think carefully." Jun Qing didn't want his son to marry a second-rate family.

Jun Qing's wife pulled up his sleeves and said with a smile: "Mom arranged the best, and Mo Yan has already agreed. Young people will always have feelings when getting along for a period of time. The aunt said nothing. Wrong, Mo Yan?"

Jun Moyan glanced at her and ignored her.

He stood up and said, "I'll call my second brother over for dinner."

Then left.

When passing by Ji Hongyan who was excited, Jun Moyan didn't even give a corner of his eye.

Mr. Jun looked at the figure of Jun Moyan leaving, a little worried.

And Jun Wuhao, his mother, and Mrs. Jun all smiled triumphantly...

"Three Masters."

Tsing Yi, who had been waiting outside, saw Jun Moyan coming out and immediately followed his footsteps.

"Find a suitable opportunity and give me the woman named Ji inside."

Jun Moyan's eyes were condensed.

"Yes."

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Wen Xiaoai opened her small mouth slightly, and stared at the white-clothed man sitting in front of the French window with big dark blue eyes.

This person is really good-looking, just as good-looking as Jun Moyan.

It's just that Jun Moyan is too difficult to get close, and the whole person looks dark and terrible.

And the temperament in front of him is elegant, no matter his eyes, looks or temperament, he is as gentle as jade, like a fairy in the sky.

Even if he just sat there quietly, doing nothing, saying nothing, it would give people a sense of peace and uncontested secularism.

If Jun Moyan is the Black Hades, then the person in front of him is definitely a god.

"Little guy, come here."

The man spoke, his voice was like teasing Qingxuan, and more like a clear lake, so gentle that Wen Xiaoai wanted to leave Jun Moyan away and then plunged into this person's arms.

Of course, just to think about it, her physical condition does not allow her to be a "little traitor."

"Meow~"

Wen Xiaoai yelled, and walked towards the man without hesitation.

The person in front of him is definitely the gentlest and most fearless person Wen Xiaoai has ever seen.

Wen Xiaoai came to the man's feet and looked at him with his head up.

Jun Wuchen lowered his waist slightly and put a hand in front of it.

Wen Xiaoai hesitated slightly, and jumped onto his palm, but the **** little paw never touched him, for fear of contaminating such a beautiful person.

This man's hands are really cold.

Wen Xiaoai thought to herself, compared to this cold hand, she prefers Jun Moyan's, warm and more secure.

Jun Wuchen lifted its small body, put it on his lap, rubbed its little furry head gently, and said gently:

"Did it hurt just now?"