Chapter 1595

Zheng Mohong turned around and walked in front of him, went upstairs, just walked to the door of the study, thought of something, and stopped again.

Turn around and take a look at the ink eternity tightly holding Zheng Yan.

The eyes fell on the hands tightly held by two people. His eyes flashed slightly and he coughed twice.

Zheng Yan quickly shrinks her hand back and stands away from Mo Yongheng.

Mo Yongheng's eyebrows are twisted, but he doesn't speak.

"Yan Yan, wait outside first." Zheng Mohong left a word, didn't give Zheng Yan a chance to protest, pushed open the door of the study and went in.

Zheng Yan looks at Mo Yongheng nervously.

Her father wants to see Mo Yongheng alone. Is he ready to talk to him?

Should they break up? It's not good to say it in front of her, so you should avoid her?

"It's OK. Don't worry." Mo Yongheng reaches out to touch her head. Zheng Yan hides without saying a word.

Hastily.

"Go in quickly and talk to my father. If my father doesn't agree with me to marry you, we can't be together. How pitiful!"

Mo Yongheng: "..."

Sounds like he's really pathetic.

If you can't convince your father-in-law, he will soon become a single dog again.

Ink eternal black eyes micro flash, nodded, step into the study.

As soon as his figure disappeared, Zheng Yan immediately pasted it on the door of the room, listening anxiously.

After waiting for a long time, there was still no movement in the study.

Her slender body almost fell on the doorplate.

Trying to hold the door.

But it's still quiet

"What door? The sound insulation effect is so good. I'll let the housekeeper change it tomorrow!" Zheng Yan pondered for a long time, but could not hear anything. She stamped her foot angrily.

What she didn't know was that in the study, even a needle fell to the ground in silence and could be heard.

Zheng Mohong sat on the chair, hands folded, on the desk.

Warm and stocky face, slightly looking up, looking at the ink eternity standing in front of him.

The five officials are handsome and the outline is firm. In addition to being dignified, there is also an iron blood breath that the average young master doesn't have.

Steady, calm and talented.

This is Zheng Mohong's impression of ink forever.

If it's normal, someone asks him what he thinks of Mohist eternity, he must be 100 satisfied.

But now when I think of Mo Yongheng marrying his daughter

The father-in-law looks at his son-in-law, and the more he looks at him, the less he looks at him.

It's like a natural enemy, who comes to rob his sweetheart.

Zheng Mohong took a drink from the water cup in front of him, looked up and found that there was no water in the cup, and then put it down again.

Looking at ink forever like this, I didn't open my mouth.

Originally thought, he has been so hung ink eternal, ink eternal will certainly sink gas, first to say something to him.

But Zheng Mohong waited for a long time, and Mo Yongheng just stood in front of him.

He sat, Mo forever stood.

Two people you look at me, I look at you, who did not take the initiative to say a word.

At last, Zheng Mohong thought of Mo Yongheng's inability to say a word. He was worried that if he didn't talk, they would have to look after each other until dawn.

"Eternal young master..."

"Zheng always calls my name." Ink eternal thin lips micro open, like a younger generation, modest said.

Zheng Mohong paused, as if hesitating for a few seconds, and began again.

"Since you say so, I will put down the issue of identity for the time being, remove the relationship between Mohism and Zheng family, and simply use the identity of a father to talk to you about today's affairs."