Listening to all the people in the Zheng family's ears, it seems to explode a thunder!
This is ink forever!
The young master of Mohist family, who was raised as a grandson after he was with the master of Mohist family since childhood.
It's said that the head of my hometown is not satisfied with the son-in-law that the Mo family is looking for. In the future, it's not certain that the Mo family will not be handed over to the Mo family, but to Mo Yongheng.
Mo Yongheng's status now is so noble that they can figure it out without anyone's warning.
It is because of this relationship that Ling Liwei tries her best to slander Zheng Yan in front of Mo Yongheng.
I didn't expect
What did she just say?
She even scolded Mo Yongheng as a wild man, and said he was shameful.
Said that Zheng Yan is a fool with him
Ling Liwei was so scared that she shivered all over her body. Her face turned white with a Shua.
I stepped back a few steps, and I couldn't believe it.
"Yong, eternal young master, you must be joking, right? How long did you know Zheng Yan? How could you be together? How could you talk about marriage? Do you know her? Do you know how bad her reputation is? I'm just to remind you that if you really marry Zheng Yan, you will regret it in the future "Ah!"
Ling Liwei's words have not been finished, and Mo Yongheng has reached out and grabbed her neck.
His fingertips are slightly forced, so ling Liwei can't speak.
I blushed.
"I repeat that Zheng Yan is my girlfriend and my identified wife. I don't want to hear anyone speak ill of her. If I hear another slander from someone, I will kill her!"
"Bang --"
once Mo Yongheng let go, Ling Liwei fell on the ground with her legs soft.
"Ma!" Zheng Hao rushed forward and helped her.
Her face is as ugly as Ling Liwei's.
Now is not the time to clean them up, he has more important things to do first.
Mo Yongheng raises his eyes, but they don't stay much. He turns around and walks to Zheng Mohong.
"Mr. Zheng, I'm sorry that I didn't tell you about Zheng Yan's contact earlier, but we are in the process of contact."
“……”
Zheng Mohong's face didn't show any expression. He was as scared as Ling Liwei.
It's half a sound before I get back to myself.
His eyes pass Mo Yongheng and look at Zheng Yan, who has his head down and dare not speak.
Zheng Mohong: "Yan Yan hasn't come home these days. She is with you?"
Mo Yongheng: "yes."
Zheng Mohong: "so, are you really communicating? Those on Yanyan's neck I mean... "
Zheng Mohong worried about his daughter's loss, but he didn't know how to ask.
It was mo Yongheng's candid answer: "I did it. We are in contact on the premise of marriage. Although some things are faster, they are all my fault. It has nothing to do with Zheng Yan. She is forced by me. If Zheng Zong has any dissatisfaction, he can teach me a lesson. I will not fight back."
Zheng Mohong: "..."
Lesson? How to teach?
In terms of rank, he is an elder. But in terms of status, Mo Yongheng is the master of Mohist school. Can he beat him?
Zheng Mohong has been a special treasure since she was a child. It's not that he didn't think about it. In the future, he must have a son-in-law who is worthy of his daughter.
But what he thought, did not think, this person is ink eternal.
Even he has to honor a "eternal young master" person!
Zheng took a deep breath: "you Both of you follow me to the study! "