Flash Marriage Passionate Love: Young Master Mo Is A Wife-pampering Addict

  Chapter 289 reminds you to be optimistic about Wen Ran

Mo Xiuchen squinted sternly, and the overwhelming cold breath forced him towards Mo Zixuan: "What's wrong, it's weird I would know is it? The old man slapped you in the morning, and you obediently followed him for a paternity test. I didn't admit it, you let Xiao Wenqing go in the middle of the night last night."

  Mo Zixuan's face was pale, and his hands holding the box couldn't stop shaking: "I don't have one, Mo Xiuchen, you are talking nonsense, my mother was let go by the servant, not me."

  Mo Xiuchen sneered and approached him step by step.

  Mo Zixuan held the box and retreated to the floor-to-ceiling window.

"You can't change this fact if you admit it or not. Xiao Wenqing has escaped and will definitely contact you again. And now, she must hate the old man to death. What I can't figure out is how you would have no objection to the equity being taken away. He didn’t even complain about being expelled from the company."

Mo Xiuchen was a little taller than Mo Zixuan. With his powerful aura and cold and arrogant courage, he who stood in front of Mo Zixuan was a bit taller than Mo Zixuan, staring at him like a king: "The only one The explanation is that you will find Xiao Wenqing and Wu Tianyi."

   "I won't go to her."

  Mo Zixuan retorted loudly, staring at Mo Xiuchen with blood red in his eyes. He tried to control his tension and tried not to fear him.

  He told himself that Mo Xiuchen had nothing to fear, but he was a little shrewd and a little ruthless. He couldn't do anything to him.

  He straightened his back and said stiffly: "Yes, I let my mother go, Mo Xiuchen, if you were to be you, could you just watch your mother be tortured to death?"

  The fierceness in Mo Xiuchen's eyes immediately became bloodthirsty and brutal when he uttered his words.

  Mo Zixuan shivered. Such Mo Xiuchen seemed to come from hell, releasing bone-corrupting cold all over his body.

   "Don't compare your mother with my mother."

  He was utterly cold and cold.

  It gave Mo Zixuan the feeling that if he didn’t listen to him, he would definitely be strangled to death.

"Don't tell me, what's so great." He looked at him vigilantly, and continued: "No matter how wicked she is in your eyes, and how watery she is in my dad's eyes, she will always be my biological mother, even if she is. To thank her for giving me life, I can't just watch her die."

   "Then do you know the consequences of letting her go?"

  Mo Xiuchen sneered at the corner of his mouth and looked at Mo Zixuan contemptuously.

"Of course I know. Isn’t it just being driven out of the house by the old man and having nothing? I don’t care about it, Mo Xiuchen, I know, you want to get news of my mother from my mouth, but you really want to be disappointed. I don’t know, I can remind you a little bit, optimistic about Wen Ran!"

Mo Xiuchen's eyes drenched as he listened to Mo Zixuan's indifferent explanation: "A few days ago, my mother told me that she was going to catch Wen Ran to retaliate against you. I know that I once loved Wen Ran, don't I just hope that I can prevent my mother from hurting Wen Ran?"

  Mo Xiuchen's thin lips are pressed tightly, her eyes are dark and she can't see the bottom.

"Even if I know that I once loved Wen Ran, what about it, I don’t have that feeling now, and I have no ability to stop my mother from doing something. Therefore, protect the woman you love by yourself. This is of no use to you." People who are not worthy of your attention."

  Mo Zixuan finished speaking, holding the box, passing by Mo Xiuchen, and walking towards the door.

   Mo Xiuchen's eyes were changing, and when Mo Zixuan walked out of the office, he said coldly: "Even if you have no use value, you still have the surname Mo, Mo Zixuan, if you are willing to stay, it is still too late."

  Mo Zixuan sneered, holding the box and resolutely left.

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   "Why, you keep him personally, and he doesn't want to stay?"

  Mo Xiuchen returned to the office. Luo Haofeng and Tan Mu were waiting there. Seeing his calm face, they guessed the result.

  "Well, he admitted that it was Xiao Wenqing he let go. He also said that he didn't know where Xiao Wenqing was, so I was optimistic about Ranran. Xiao Wenqing had thought of hurting Ranran a few days ago."

  Mo Xiuchen's voice was faintly cold, as if he had just walked into an ice cellar.

"Didn't you know this a long time ago, but it was from Mo Zixuan's mouth. You don't need to be annoyed or nervous because of this. Xiu Chen, I found that when things are touched with warmth, you don't have to To be calm and wise, this is not good."

  Luo Haofeng frowned, stared at his friend inquisitively, and put forward his own opinions.

   Tan Mu did not speak, but when he closed his eyes, a touch of a different color was drawn under his eyes, thin Yi's lips pressed into a straight line.

Mo Xiuchen faintly glanced at Luo Haofeng, and sat down beside Tan Mu, picked up the cup on the coffee table, raised his head and drank a cup of water, "If only Xiao Wenqing hid alone, it would not be so bad. The key is that Wu Tianyi is with her."

  He knew that many of those things in the past were made by Wu Tianyi.

  Xiao Wenqing, a woman, it is impossible to do everything so seamlessly.

   "Why don't you go to Wen Ran, here is me and A Feng against him."

   After a long silence, Tan Mu spit out a word calmly.

Luo Haofeng squinted his eyes and turned to look at Tan Mu. He didn't agree with his proposal: "If it's normal, I'm afraid it won't work now. Those old people were dissatisfied at the meeting just now, waiting to catch Xiuchen. The handle."

It’s impossible for a group as big as MS to have one mind, especially those old stubborn, one by one, who think they are very self-righteous. A few days ago, Mo Xiuchen suddenly replaced the three customers he had cooperated with. I don’t know how many people's interests are involved. .

  They are waiting to catch Mo Xiuchen's handle. He leaves early at this time, which is really not a good suggestion.

Tan Mu's face became heavy, and he seemed to feel that he had just made a bad idea. He picked up a cigarette on the coffee table and lit it, took a heavy puff, and then spit out a cigarette ring. "Uncle Ming is still very powerful. He Help, it shouldn't take long to find Xiao Wenqing."

   "Well, I believe that, Xiu Chen, don't be too nervous, Xiao Wenqing was disfigured by your old man, and now I don't know where to hide to recuperate, she must be afraid of being found by your old man and dare not come out to harm others."

  Luo Haofeng frowned dissatisfiedly when he saw Tan Mu swallowing clouds and mists alone. He also took a cigarette and took out two cigarettes. One was thrown to Mo Xiuchen, the other was held in his mouth, and he reached out for the lighter.

  Mo Xiuchen took the cigarette and placed it on the coffee table, and shook his head at Luo Haofeng who reached out to light him: "I don't smoke."

   "Then I will smoke it myself."

  Luo Haofeng shrugged, and instead of smoking Qin Mu’s second-hand smoke, it’s better to light one by yourself, and to have a craving for it.

  (End of this chapter)