"Mo nanjue --!"
The old man was really angry. He had almost died, but now he was holding on for the last breath, but there was no one to let her worry.
He is responsible for Mo nanjue since he chooses to be mo.
But at the moment, he can only sigh in his heart.
"Do you think I can't help it if she's dead?" Said, only looking at Mo Nan Jue's face big change.
"What do you want to do?"
Mo Heng stood there, looking at the father and son. In fact, they were all kind-hearted people, especially Mr. Mo, but Mr. Mo never knew what Mr. Mo had done.
"What can I do for you, sir?"
"Bring me your cell phone."
Mo Heng smell speech, hand over the mobile phone in the past, at the moment the picture turned, Mo nanjue saw the tombstone of Yu Yin.
The tombstone was selected by Mo nanjue himself, and the place was also selected by Mo nanjue. He was very familiar with it, but he didn't expect
The man begins to be manic. At this moment, all people don't know why the man is suddenly furious in front of us, because we don't see why the man's expression is so fierce at this time.
Even Su Xiaowan, who was standing there, didn't see what Mo Liting was taking to threaten Mo nanjue.
Just listen to the grumpy one.
"What do you want to do! Won't she let go of her last peace? "
"What I do depends on you, nanjue. You should know that I have a good temper. If I sign my name, I won't hurt you."
"You always say what's good for me, but have you ever asked me if these are what I want?"
Although men say so, Su Xiaowan can clearly feel the change of Mo nanjue's expression.
And the tone.
Not as tough as he started, and his eyes seemed red.
Su Xiaowan knows that Mo Liting must be threatening him with the person Mo nanjue cares about most.
There is only one person who is worried about by him.
Although he didn't know that this man was a kind of lover before, now it seems that what Mo nanjue is doing now is not his previous impression.
Su Xiaowan saw Mo nanjue go to the other end of the contract, "OK, I'll sign it."
Su Xiaowan knows that he has compromised.
I just watched the man take the pen and sign it.
Mo nanjue wrote these three words very slowly.
Su Xiaowan stood there, trying to tell him to calm down and think about it again. However, his steps were so heavy that he couldn't move.
Because of his weakness, he was held tightly by Mo Liting, so there was no way to listen to her.
After all, no one has such determination.
Su Xiaowan just looked at his hand, shaking all the time.
Those words are not words at all.
Even that one mo word has been written for a long time.
"Even if he signs, I won't sign. No matter how you threaten me, I won't give in. I have nothing to fear."
Su Xiaowan was never a man who would give in with a few words. He would not negotiate the words so willingly.
Because Su Xiaowan's words are for Feng Yan.
No other man can.
"Miss Su, I advise you to sign it too."
"I don't sign."
Before his voice fell, he watched the man put down his pen and said, "do you want to be restless even after Yu Yin's death? Sign quickly!"
Su Xiaowan had never seen such a mo nanjue.
Now standing there, Su Xiaowan frowned. She looked at the man, "do you know..."
"Sign it now." The man took the pen and thrust it directly into her hand. At the moment, the man at the other end of the pen thrust the pen into her hand with strong strength.
The pen, hard across Su Xiaowan's hand.
"What are you doing?"
"Sign."
The man's eyes at the moment with fierce, at the moment Su Xiaowan but even avoid the man's touch.
"Monan Jue."
He was connected by Mo nanjue's hand, and the pen cut Su Xiaowan's little thumb.
And Mo Li Ting at the other end looked at them coldly, as if all these were under his control.
She knew what was going on in front of her.
"Sign it." The man seemed to have lost his mind, and now he was scared by her.
Su Xiaowan did not know that this melancholy sound was so important in Mo nanjue's heart.
However, I think of Yu Yin's misunderstanding about this man.
Why do you have to wait until sister Yu dies
"Sign quickly, and then go out --!"
Mo Liting at that end also urged.
Su Xiaowan's hand was cut by the pen. Now it hurts a little. He looks at those people.
Those people gathered around her, as if if if they said no, they would stick pens into her hands and punish her.
After all, in moliting, it's not impossible.
Su Xiaowan bit her lip.
"Even if I sign it, it's not my willing. This kind of marriage is love?" Su Xiaowan looks at the old man at that end.
"Emotion can be cultivated slowly."
"Even if I have already married your second son, and even if I had to pay for him, would you like me to marry him?"
Although he said abortion, pause, but this pause, also let Mo Li Ting ponder.
At the moment, Mo Li Ting looked at her and said, "I don't mind the situation between a Yan and you. Of course he won't mind
"I don't mind, you sign it quickly --"
He seems to complete a task, just want to let Su Xiaowan sign as soon as possible.
"Can you stop procrastinating?"
"OK, I'll sign it."
She knew that she could not escape. Now, even if they forced him to sign with a pen, she had nothing to do.
Su Xiaowan clenched her teeth and watched the lawyer hand over the contract signed by Mo nanjue.
"Sign it, Miss Su."
Su Xiaowan looked at the contract. At the moment, the name of the man had been written neatly there.
Su Xiaowan holds the pen, and Mo nanjue stares at her.
It seems that she is afraid of going back.
But Su Xiaowan has been slow to write.
Since these days, her heart has become more and more thorough, as well as her feelings for Feng Yan.
She dreams of marrying Feng Yan.
But now, a marriage agreement, so placed in front of him.
Forced her to sign.
And that person is not Feng Yan.
How ridiculous.
Su Xiaowan promised Feng Yan that their marriage was unique from beginning to end.
It's the only one for each other.
But now, she
The bedroom is so quiet that you can hear the footsteps outside.
Everyone's breathing is tightly jumping.