Mo Zixuan gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely find out that person!" ”

The more angry he became, the better Mo Xiuchen's mood became, the smile on the corner of his mouth widened a point, and he said in a cheerful tone, "I'm waiting for the day when you find out the truth." ”

"Zixuan, it's a good thing that Zhou Lin really has your flesh and blood in her belly, your father and I are looking forward to holding our grandson, our Mo family also needs an heir, as for Wen Ran, she has already married your brother, and she will be your sister-in-law in the future, even if you liked it before, now, you have to put her down."

Xiao Wenqing persuaded earnestly, implying that Mo Xiuchen was sick in that way, and even if he got married, he would not be able to inherit the Mo family.

Mo Zixuan is not a fool in the end, after his mother said it, he suddenly came to his senses, and said coldly: "I can inherit the Mo family, but who I marry must be my own decision." ”

After the words fell, he looked at Mo Xiuchen again and said mockingly: "You'd better guarantee that Wen Ran will be widowed for you for the rest of your life." ”

"Zixuan!"

When his words fell, Mo Jingteng suddenly let out a low sigh, he felt that he was really old, and he couldn't bear the quarrels and mutual attacks of these two sons anymore.

"Zixuan, don't talk about your eldest brother like this, your eldest brother doesn't want to be 'sick'."

Xiao Wenqing deliberately put the word 'disease' in a heavy tone, and the words of persuasion simply added fuel to the fire.

It's a pity that Mo Xiuchen was not annoyed, and even his expression did not change, as if the person they were laughing at was not him.

On the contrary, it was Cheng Jia next to him, who listened to so many of their family affairs, and looked embarrassed. After Xiao Wenqing finished saying that, he seemed to think of Cheng Jia, an outsider, and instructed her: "Miss Cheng, you go back to work first." ”

Cheng Jia turned his head to look at Mo Xiuchen, answered the 'yes', turned around and walked towards the door.

Looking at her departing back, Mo Xiuchen's narrow eyes crossed a dark light, just now, although he didn't look at Cheng Jia, but there was a glimpse in the corner of his eye, except for embarrassment, she was not surprised and other emotions.

"If it's okay, I'll go back to the office."

After Cheng Jia left, Mo Xiuchen dropped a sentence and turned around to leave.

"Xiuchen, wait a minute."

Mo Jingteng's face changed slightly, and he opened his mouth to stop him.

Mo Xiuchen had just taken a step, and when he heard the words, he turned his head and looked at him coldly.

Mo Jingteng hesitated, and in the face of his son's indifference, he finally changed his words, "Have you handled all the affairs of H City?" ”

Mo Xiuchen snorted in his nostrils, which was considered to answer his question, just as the mobile phone rang, he stopped talking, turned around and strode away.

***

Wen's Pharmaceutical Factory

When Wen Ran came out of the bathroom, she happened to meet Zhou Lin coming to meet her, she just finished answering the phone, put her mobile phone in her bag, saw her, immediately burst into a bright smile, and said happily: "Ranran, tell you a good news." I just received a call from Zixuan, inviting me to their house for dinner, saying that he wanted to discuss the wedding with me. ”

"yes, that's anon!"

Wen Ran frowned and said perfunctorily.

Zhou Lin didn't seem to be able to see that she didn't want to deal with her, and asked excitedly: "Ranran, I heard that the Mo family also invited the little girl who saved Mo Xiuchen back then, what is Cheng Jia's, that night, you will also go, right?" ”

Wen Ran was slightly stunned in her heart, Cheng Jia also went to Mo's house for dinner, she really didn't know this, and Mo Xiuchen didn't inform her, she only knew that this weekend was Mo Xiuchen's birthday.

On the day she received the certificate, she saw his ID card.