"First of all, this woman instructed a woman named Xia Xiaoqiu to stab me. If it wasn't for my life, my body would have fallen asleep at the moment."
"Miss Yu, there must be some misunderstanding. Cherry is not such a woman." Merson is still trying to explain cherry.
Metaphor color is not anxious, "Mr. Mo or listen to my second reason, and then to excuse her."
Her determined eyes, as if there is something big to expose, even Su Mu river is also attracted by her eyes, "metaphor you say."
"Mr. Mo always said that the story in today's video happened before you knew this woman. What happened to the child?" The hand pointed to cherry's son, and his metaphorical eyes became cold.
If cherry was not the mastermind of Xia Xiaoqiu, for the sake of all women, she would leave some room for cherry today.
But cherry is the mastermind of Xia Xiaoqiu. Since cherry dares to do it, she dares to say so.
There is nothing to be said.
"Metaphor, what do you mean?" Seeing the metaphor pointing at his son, cherry's calf protector stood up and roared at Yu se.
This night, she has been very aggrieved.
Originally planned, she became Mrs. Merson's dinner party. As a result, it became the main venue of metaphor in an instant.
From the time Yu se became Jin's daughter by virtue of her dinner party, she was not satisfied with it.
However, because of knowing that it was Yu se who saved Mo Jingyao, he did not attack on the spot.
At this moment, since it is Yu se who comes to her door, don't blame her for her impoliteness.
It's just a girl's film. You can't go to heaven.
What she is good at is only medical skill. It is impossible to compare with her in other aspects.
She turned her head to look at Mrs. Mo and said, "grandma, do you believe in my medical skills?"
In fact, she wanted to ask Mo jingxun, but the boy was exiled to Africa by Mo Jingyao. She had no choice but to borrow the old lady's question and set up a scene.
"I believe that Xiaose's medical skills are among the best in grandma's, and there is no one of them." It can save her grandson and cure some of her minor problems. In the eyes of the old lady, metaphor is the most powerful existence.
"Well, if I said someone was sick, grandma would believe it."
"Believe it, but tell me who's sick, girl?" As soon as the old lady heard that Yu se said that "the people present" were ill, she was a little worried. Because the people present were either the Mo family, Jin family, or the Mo family.
She was worried about anyone in the Mohist family who was ill.
Metaphorical color smile, turn to look at cherry, cherry immediately angry way: "I'm not sick, you don't have to see me."
"Well, Princess cherry is not ill, because you are not from Mohist school, but Mr. Mo is sick."
After this sentence is finished, all the people are not afraid to look at the metaphor.
Then, everyone began to sweep the people who had the right to be called Mr. Mo one by one.
Mo Cheng, Mo Feng, Mo Sen three brothers.
Then there are mo Jingyao and Mo Jingchen.
Some people even looked at her son next to cherry, who should be surnamed mo.
In addition, the metaphor mentioned the child before.
So people at the scene thought it was cherry's son who was sick.
Then, after scanning all the men surnamed Mo, they all looked at Cherry's son.
So many people looked at the child at once. The child was a little nervous and stuck it on Cherry's body, "Mommy."
This "Mummy" immediately aroused cherry's maternal brilliance. She was even more annoyed when she said that she was not from Mohist school. "Yu se, you are not shameful. You have to say something clearly. Tom is still young. Why don't you call him Mr. Mo now? Tom is not ill. "
"Well, it should never be time to address him as Mr. mo." Yu se said with a smile, which also means that the sick Mr. Mo is not Tom.
"Yu se, you just saved Mo Jingyao. You are not a Mohist. You can't control whether Tom can become a Mohist in the future. You can't say it."
, "the old lady has the final say, she said you can't enter the door, so your son will not have any name and will not enter the door of Mohist school."
"You You... " Cherry's face is blue. She was defeated completely today. She originally wanted to be the second lady recognized by moson. However, she did not succeed. Now she has become the laughing stock of all the people in T city. Even the girl film of metaphor dare to step on her in front of others.
"Oh, I'm just telling the truth. I'm just repeating grandma's words again. Why, am I wrong?" Yu se said, the eye color looked at Mo Jing Yao. At this time, Mo Jing Yao's face finally looked better, not as cold as before."Arsene, do you let such a girl film run on me like this?" Cherry saw that he couldn't say anything, so he quickly moved the soldiers.
As soon as he saw her crying, he was distressed. He looked at Yu Se and said, "Yu se, if you have anything to say, just say it. Don't waste your time here. I'm very busy."
Although the voice is still modest, but the anger between the words is obvious.
However, the metaphor is not serious at all.
Although if she is sure that she likes Mo Jingyao in the future, he may become her future father-in-law. However, she will not say less about what she should say.
This man makes Mo Jingyao unhappy, that is to make her unhappy.
"OK, I won't go around the bush. I'll say it directly. You are Mr. mo."
As soon as he said this, the scene was quiet for a moment, and then all the people looked at him.
You are Mr. mo. this Mr. Mo refers to the sick person.
Merson received the people's eyes. He was stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses. "Do you think I'm sick? Girl, this is nonsense. I have to have a high-level physical examination every six months. The physical examination in the first half of this year was only done last month. I am not ill. "
He said so, mo old lady is also relieved, "Arsene is not ill."
No matter how bad the son is, she is also her son.
Old mother's heart, always unchanged.
Then he looked at the metaphor, "girl, you can't talk nonsense."
Even if she liked metaphor again, she still didn't agree and didn't like it when she said that her son was ill for no reason.