Chapter 971

Late at night.

Yesun, who is still in confrontation, is like two stars scattered in the sky, standing in a simple line.

Everyone can only stand outside this line and hold their breath nervously, but there is nothing they can do.

"Brother Mo won't do anything stupid, will he?" Anxing anxiously looks at the direction of master Mo, stubborn and insistent on her face, writing stubbornly on her face.

Even if you don't see Mo Jincheng sitting in the car, an Qing dares to be sure. The same expression must be on Mo Jincheng's face sitting in the car.

When she was a child, she didn't understand why brother Mo was the favorite of so many children. Even after knowing that brother Mo chose to enter the entertainment industry he hated most, she didn't give up brother mo. instead, she constantly used various means to force Mo Jincheng to quit the entertainment industry.

Now she finally understood, because the characters of the two were so similar. On the surface, they seemed to be a qualified gentleman, but in fact, in private, they were rebellious to the core.

It is absolutely impossible for such two people to give in.

"Gong Yueze, you should do something about it."

She doesn't want her to die before she becomes a Mohist young woman. In that case, no one can hold brother Mohist down any more.

Gong Yueze frowned at the car window. His vision was dim. He couldn't see what kind of expression Mo Jincheng was sitting in it.

But soon, everyone heard the sound of starting the car!

Everyone looked at the car in shock. They couldn't believe that Mo Jincheng actually started the car.

As if to confirm everyone's idea, the car slowly backed back.

Sitting in the car, Mo Jincheng turns the steering wheel leisurely, and the smile on his face gradually appears on his lips.

Eyes, but the whole has not killed.

Old man Mo is also a clatter in his heart. He can't believe that his grandson will really hit him.

So he stood firmly in place and closed his eyes.

"What's the trouble?" Housekeeper Wu is going crazy. He wants to help, but he finds that he has nowhere to start.

An Qing only breathes nervously and looks at a car and a person.

Gong Yueze's lips, however, evoke a sneer.

Originally, in your mind, that woman is so important.

All of a sudden, the car, which was still going backward slowly, suddenly jumped the steering wheel and drove to the right side of the door.

Everyone was scared.

Boom, the solid wall was directly pushed to the door, and the body slowly moved to the direction of the door, like a funny child.

However, no one could laugh.

Mr. Mo slowly opened his eyes and looked at the ruins behind him. He suddenly wanted to laugh, but with a smile, there were tears in his eyes.

For the sake of that woman, I didn't hit my grandfather, but I broke a wall in my house.

But he didn't think about what to do if the wall came down and crushed him to death?

Or did he never think about it?

The sea breeze came in and hit him in the face. He was good at calculating everything, but he couldn't figure out the reason for it!

Looking at the car lights that have been gradually moving away, Mr. Mo feels like he is a teenager.

……

In the living room of the palace, all the servants looked at the lady in shock, with a look of surprise on their faces.

Only a few of them were servants brought by Gong Heng from his own country, with a look of fear on their faces.

A palace wall separates countless stories.

The most important thing common people need is the ability to make up stories.

In G country, although the separation of powers is implemented, the real power is still in the hands of the president. The president is not elected, but inherited from generation to generation.

It's like the emperors of ancient China.

Since 1950, there has been a virtuous role of the Gong family in G country. It has been passed to the generation of Gong Heng's father, which is the fourth generation.

All kinds of court stories emerge one after another, but one is the one that all the people of G never forget.

It is said that the eldest son of the current president falls in love with a woman who is 12 years older than him, and is even willing to give up the right of inheritance for this woman, which makes the president furious and directly marries the woman he likes as his wife.

Completely cut off the son's thoughts.

Heya started to follow Gong Heng when she was 15 years old. At that time, Gong Heng was 20 years old, so she only heard this rumor in the later years, but she only felt bored. Now, it seems that it's really not the case.

Is the woman in front of you the woman Mr. Gong likes?

Gong Heng sneered. There was no half of the old love in his voice, but more indifference. When he reached the extreme indifference, he said, "you are not qualified to say Fang Yuan! Mrs. DongDong Ewan looks at Gong Heng in shock. Since she married his father, Gong Heng has never called her. Repeatedly, she is a disgrace, but now

He even called her Mrs. Dong?

Have you put it all down?

For the sake of that woman, this man put everything down, didn't he?

What's the charm of that woman!

Dong E Wan frowned and suddenly felt a little frightened. He felt that his plans for many years would be in vain.

No, no, everything is precisely calculated. The fortune teller said that she is the wife of two generations of presidents. She can't be wrong, she can't be wrong.

"Gong Heng, can you stop worrying about the past and come back with me, your mother really miss you!"

Then Gong Heng put Heya aside and walked slowly to Dong Ewan.

Dong Ewan looked at the chill on the man with some fear and retreated.

Unfortunately, it was too late. Her jaw was seized by Gong Heng and she was in sharp pain.

"How many times do I have to say it before you can get out!"

There are no waves in his eyes, the infatuation of young ignorance, as if already gone with the wind, even a little memory of paper can not grasp.

Dong Ewan was afraid. The man in front of her was no longer a ignorant boy. It seemed impossible to catch him and let her ravage him.

No!

No way!

She still remembers the infatuation and attachment in his eyes when he was young, the resentment towards his father in his eyes when he saw himself putting on his wedding dress, and the firmness that he said to himself before he left to come back to pick her up!

All this seems to have happened yesterday.

"Let go of me!" Her voice is more like pleading, "I, I brought that woman back. Today I will show you the real face of that woman. Don't be cheated by her!"

Gong Heng's five fingers gathered together, and his whole body sent out a dangerous breath: "what do you say?"