Chapter 881

Muqiqi was so angry that he threw his face at someone as soon as he came out of the presidential palace.

"What do you mean, why tell my parents about my kidnapping?"

The powerful hand grabbed her wrist, and the sullen handsome face stared at her directly. "Is it wrong for me to tell the truth?"

Muqiqi is stared at by him. His eyes are about to dodge. His expression is also unnatural: "you are certainly right to tell the truth, but do you think there is any other help besides worrying them about me?"

"Yes!"

Mo yanjue interrupts her without any politeness, letting her slightly lift up the morale and let it go, "what's the matter?"

"At least my parents agree that I don't agree with you going to work!" Mo yanjue should be satisfied with this.

Muqiqi's face immediately pulled down, saying that she was angry.

Even if he didn't let her go out to work alone, he still agitated his parents to oppose together. Obviously, he wanted her to be divorced from the society.

Qi Qi decides to ignore him. He will never ignore him in his life.

If he has the ability, he will lock her for life!

With the support of the father-in-law and his mother-in-law, someone was even more complacent, even a little complacent. He glanced at the angry woman around him, didn't say any words of comfort, instead, he started the car with a happy accelerator and rushed out.

She was so obviously angry that someone turned a blind eye to her. Muqiqi was so angry that the car stopped at the manor. She didn't stop for a second. She directly opened the door and got off. She went upstairs and shut herself in the bedroom. Even the servant didn't open the door under the cover of delivering milk.

As a result, Mo yanjue had to move his son out and use a model plane to replace his son and ask mommy to open the door.

The little guy's belly is black. He would not go to the gate until he saw the plane model. What else could he do? He had to send someone to buy it.

The shops are all around. The bodyguards almost bought all the airplane models they could buy. Unfortunately, every one meets the requirements of the little guy.

Mo yanjue stared angrily, "you go to call first, and when the store opens tomorrow, daddy will take you to buy it."

The little guy gave him a helpless show of hands. Don't be too weak.

"What do you want, son?" Mo yanjue was completely angry. I was put in trouble by the boy, which was not in line with his style at all.

"Call my uncle. He knows where to sell it." With mommy as the strong backing, the little guy's stinky airs are becoming more and more rampant. He doesn't even pay attention to his father. He has a short arm in his arms, which looks like his father.

Mo yanjue's brow was frowning and his face was full of impatience. If it was not his own, he could not guarantee what he could do.

With a green face, he glared at the boy and turned to make a phone call.

In the dark room, a cell phone ring suddenly rings. Yang Yilin, lying on the bed with his arms on his pillow, is shocked and gets up from the bed.

"Special! I'm scared to death! " He angrily scolded. He felt his cell phone out of his pocket, only to see that the caller was like a grandson.

"Sir, what can I do for you so late? It won't be a long night, sleepless, want to look at the stars and the moon with me, talk about philosophy of life, right? I'll tell you in advance, I'm a normal man, and I don't have that hobby! "

"Bullshit! Ten minutes, send the model plane to Zhuangyuan! "

Dudu ···

"shit! Let no one live! "