What else can Mo yanjue say when his wife speaks.

Besides, Yang Yilin's son is really not clean up. He will not remember long if he doesn't teach him a lesson.

"I'll call my aunt right now. Don't worry."

"Can I not be in a hurry? Those words of Yang Yilin hurt my heart. I can't imagine what kind of things I really want to do. " Muqiqi is worried about crying.

As a woman, she can't understand what kind of mood it is now.

Yang Yilin must have broken his heart when he said such a bastard's words. Otherwise, he would not leave without even telling her.

This bastard, if she doesn't teach him a lesson, she's not Muqiqi.

"Well, tomorrow morning you and I will go to the old house." Since Qiqi's memory has been restored, everyone in the family has been very happy. It might be better for her to say it.

"OK, I'll go with you!"

Muqiqi's teeth are itchy now. I will tell my uncle and aunt well tomorrow.

"Don't be angry. What can I do tomorrow? I'll have a rest earlier, or I'll get wrinkles when I'm angry and stay up late." Mo yanjue approaches, hands fall on Mu Qiqi's shoulders, and carefully appeases him.

"You, get out!"

As a result, who ever thought, turned his face to stare at him and didn't say anything, and directly drove him out of the door.

He took out his mobile phone to send a wechat message to Yang Yilin. It was a scolding.

He has no ability to lose his daughter-in-law. In the end, he is still tied up that he can't sleep with his wife. Isn't that death seeking?

Seeing the wechat sent by the Lord, Yang Yilin, who was drunk and hazy, thought that he had some real news, stumbled to his feet.

Open a listen, tear his heart with his hands... The mobile phone is thrown aside again, Yang Yilin, who is in a bad mood, continues to pour wine. Only alcohol can paralyze his brain and make him not think about these things.

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the next morning.

Muqiqi comes out of the room.

Downstairs on the sofa, someone was already waiting.

This matter does not solve day by day, the wife is not happy day by day, the wife is not happy day by day, he has no good life.

In order to go back to the house and sleep early, he should take the initiative to solve this problem as soon as possible.

"My wife, the car is ready. Do you think we should go to Grandpa now or after breakfast?" Seeing his wife come down from upstairs, the man in the sofa stands up immediately.

Muqibai, without speaking, walked directly to the restaurant.

Mo yanjue saw the situation and hurried after him. "Then listen to my wife, and go after dinner."

Muqiqi still said nothing, chewing slowly and eating.

"Wife, try this Fried Bun."

He didn't mean to be taken care of. He had to hurry up and stick his hot face on his cold butt. He would like to taste this and that.

Until this breakfast meal, no one said a word to him at all.

Now, Mo yanjue can't sit down.

"Wife, don't be angry. My people have been checking Miss Sun's whereabouts. There must be news today." Hook Mu Qiqi's waist, Mo yanjue says good words.

Muqiqi didn't have a good face, "let me know when you find out."

Then he broke away from his arms and stepped upstairs.

Mo yanjue's dangerous eyes narrowed. He had an impulse to think of Yang Yilin.

······In the room upstairs.

Mu Qiqi closes the door and smiles quietly.

She is not in a hurry today because she received sun Zhenzhen's phone call last night