In the room.

Mo yanjue calls the hotel service number and orders a dinner.

And a woman who had just cried her nose turned grief into appetite and began to enjoy it regardless.

Cold eyes looked at the way she wolfed, brows tight.

"Can't you just slow down and rush to the birth?"

Muqiqi looks up at him while eating. "Now it's my free time. I want you to take care of it!"

Mo yanjue's face is cold. I don't care if you have seen the newspaper for a long time. Can I still eat here?

But he didn't say it.

I don't know why. These days, he can't understand his heart.

Seeing that he didn't speak with cold face, Muqiqi had nothing to say. He took out a paper towel to wipe his hands and started to drive him away. "Why don't you go? Your beloved baby will be in a hurry for a while."

Gloomy face more ugly, gently pick his eyebrows and look at the dead woman, "woman, can I understand that you are jealous?"

"Cough!" Muqiqi almost choked to death by his words, coughed suddenly and blushed.

"Jealous? Are you kidding me? Who am I? I'm jealous? "

This infuriated moyanjue completely. Other women could not help but dig out their hearts and livers when they saw him. However, this woman was so kind that she didn't take him seriously at all.

What a bore!

Suddenly he got up from the sofa, and Mo yanjue turned around and went out.

When I got to the door, I still remembered to look back. I was very childish and said, "come back later. Don't call me. I won't come back even if I call! Hum! "

Muqiqi opens his mouth to explain, but before he can say anything, the door of the room has been smashed.

A thud made her little heart flutter.

"If you don't come, you won't come. Who cares!" Murmured a word to himself, and once again turned his attention to the remaining delicious food in front of him.

Hungry, or hungry!

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people in the room continue to eat, while people in the corridor are covered with a layer of cold under the dim light.

He said to the people behind him: "I hope that in the morning, all the tabloids will get out of the Cloud City!"

Assistant Zhou Hua trembled. "Yes, Mr. Mo!"

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Mo yanjue returns to Linhai manor.

The living room is very lively.

See him open the door to come in, mother Yang Suyun immediately stood up from the sofa, smiling to see behind him.

But when his mother saw that he was the only one coming back, her gentle expression immediately pulled down.

"Why did you come back alone?"

Mo yanjue is in a depressed mood. Is his position in the family so unbearable?

My son went in to look for that stupid woman. Now when my mother went in, she also looked for this stupid woman. What is the ability of that stupid woman to make all the family around her?

"Who else can be without me?" Impatiently, he changed his shoes, put on his comfortable slippers and walked upstairs.

"What about seventy-seven?" Yang Suyun's face was full of expectation.

She had a good understanding with her grandchildren and servants at home today.

I learned that Muqiqi not only has a good character, but also cooks a good dish. It's absolutely unspeakable to take care of little star. He is considerate in every aspect. In the words of Aunt Wang, the servant, I don't know if I really think Miss Mu is the real mother of the young master?

She is very happy to hear this. Even if she can't find little star's mother, it's not bad to have a stepmother who loves him.

So she was more looking forward to meeting this amazing girl.