Chapter 958： When are you going to kill Huo Cheng?

Gambino followed to persuade: "If you want to scold, you can scold again at a different time. It's early in the morning, let's eat first."

Shan Rong glared at him, and he dared not say anything.

"Grandma--" Huzi shouted.

Shan Rong looked over and asked happily, "What's wrong?"

"Not angry." Hu Zi looked serious.

Shan Rong nodded: "Okay, because of Huzi's face, grandma is not angry anymore."

After eating, Shan Rong took a piece of paper and wrote a large list of purchases and handed it to Gambino: "You go and buy it. Starting today, I will cook for Momo!"

"Nanxuan will do it--" Gong Mo said hurriedly.

"He cooks for you every day, regardless of the company?" Shan Rong glared at her, "I'm back, let me cook for you!"

"Uh..." Gong Mo glanced at Sheng Nanxuan, and said, "You can do it anyway, you won't let me do it anyway."

"Just know it!" Shan Rong snorted.

She was depressed.

Gambino took the list and said to Sheng Nanxuan, "Let's go together."

"I'm going—" Huzi shouted.

"Yes..." Gambino hugged him and said with a smile, "We are the three closest men in Mo Mo's life, so we will dedicate to her!"

Gong Mo couldn't help but smile: "Then be careful when you go out."

"Don't worry," Gambino said, "Don't worry about it at home, nothing will happen."

Gong Mo nodded. Sheng Nanxuan had arranged a lot of bodyguards around him in secret, but now that Gambino is back, he naturally added another layer!

After the two went out, they walked and talked.

Gambino asked: "When are you going to kill Huo Cheng?"

Sheng Nanxuan had a meal and looked at Huzi, who also looked at Gambino curiously: Who is Huo Cheng?

Gambino seemed to feel that it was nothing to say in front of him.

Sheng Nanxuan thought for a while, Hu Zi will inherit everything from him in the future, even if he doesn't inherit, he can't be worse than him. It's okay to let him hear this. Anyway, he was so young and couldn't understand, at best he could be affected by the ears and eyes.

"Next year," he said.

"January 1 is next year, and December 31 is next year." Gambino was obviously not satisfied with this answer.

"That's this year."

Gambino narrowed his eyes and became even more displeased, feeling that he was perfunctory.

"This year of the lunar calendar." Sheng Nanxuan said, "He has not resigned now. The death of the current president and the death of the previous president are completely different. Although I want to avenge Gong Mo, if I kill him at this time, it will inevitably be traced to us. , It will be troublesome for Gong Mo then. So I want to wait, but I will not keep him for the New Year."

"Very good." Gambino looked satisfied.

It's less than two months since the New Year, and he can wait. If it takes too long, he doesn't mind exercising his rights as Gong Mo's father.

The husband cannot avenge her, he, the father, will solve her useless husband together!

...

In the living room, Gong Mo sits on the sofa and watches TV. Simon was lying in the cradle next to him, and the tiger was lying on it looking at him.

"Wow~" Simon looked at him and shouted.

"Haha..." Huzi looked tangled, and poked his cheek. "Uncle?"

"Hey~" Simon raised his foot and stared on the cradle.

Huzi felt that other uncles looked more like uncles.

Shan Rong brought the dried peanuts and longans, and sat beside her, peeling the shells, preparing to make soup. (To be continued~^~)