Chapter 445

After supper, Yang Suyun asked Mu Qiqi to play with the little guy in the small garden, but she went upstairs and knocked on the door of her son's study.

"Mom." Seeing his mother coming in, Mo yanjue immediately got up to meet him and came over from behind his desk.

Yang Suyun's face was cold, and she wanted to frighten him deliberately.

Say he and Qiqi are OK and don't tell her?

Go straight to the sofa and sit down, "you sit, I have something to tell you."

Mo yanjue handed over a cup of tea, and then sat down in his mother's side sofa. "Ma, if you want to break up Mu Qiqi and me when you come back this time, I advise you to die."

Before his mother could speak, Mo yanjue first showed his attitude.

"Oh! Now that you are big and your arms are hard, you can talk to your mother like this, right? "

Yang Suyun opens with a straight face, pretending to be very fierce.

In fact, I was used to smiling all day, and suddenly made her look like this. She was really a little uncomfortable.

"Mom, I didn't mean that." Mo yanjue's temperament has been like this since he was a child. He can't beat around the bush when he speaks, and he and his mother are no exception.

"What do you mean, to piss me off?" Let alone, Yang Suyun looks like a fierce man.

"Mom!" Mo yanjue cried out helplessly, and the eyebrows of the sword were already frowning tightly. Obviously, he had endured to the extreme.

"I asked you, and Qiqi good why not the first time to inform me?" "Kuang Dang" put the quilt in his hand on the coffee table. Yang Suyun looked at him and asked seriously.

There was something in the front of the conversation. Mo yanjue frowned and then replied, "I haven't told you yet. Do you know?"

"You, you, when can you understand my mother's pain?" Yang Suyun's tone of hate iron but not steel.

"You say, mother is the kind of unreasonable people? If you really like Qiqi, can I stop you? "

Finally, the black charcoal face eased a little, but he was not ecstatic at all. He said lightly, "Mom, do you agree that we are together?"

"What do you say?" Yang Suyun stares at his son and asks him angrily.

Now, Mo yanjue's heart was back in his stomach. "Since you agree with us, I won't hide it from you. We have already got the marriage certificate."

Although I wish them two together, Yang Suyun never thought that their progress would be so fast.

Stare at him, a face of shock, "marriage certificates are received?"

"Well!" After a light syllable, there is no redundant explanation.

Yang Suyun slaps the table anxiously. "Just one, eh, it's over?"

Someone's face was expressionless, and he handed her a look of "that's not so", but he didn't say a word.

Yang Suyun's good temper was forced by her to stand up angrily from the sofa. "Hey, you boy, you've got your marriage certificate. Should you give Qiqi a grand wedding?"

"Well, I think it will be on the agenda later." The expression is still calm, or even cold.

"After a while? I told you the sooner the better. I can't wronged girl Qiqi. "

"Well, I know."

Seeing her son's expression as before, Yang Suyun was too lazy to say anything to him. She waved: "I won't tell you. I'll go to Qiqi and tell her what she thinks about the wedding."

Seeing that his mother was going out, Mo yanjue stood up from the sofa. "I think you'd better think about how to persuade grandpa first."