Chapter 281 She is inevitable to run away
In the living room, Mo Xiuchen stood tall and straight, and between his handsome eyebrows, a layer of coldness was condensed from Mo Jingteng's words. Those deep and wise eyes were half-squinted, and his voice was cold and mocking: "Your own My wife ran away, what do you tell me?"
Gu Kai was also slightly surprised, looking at Mo Xiuchen in surprise.
Listening to him, he continued to ask: "Didn't you say that you locked her up? Why? Even a woman can't stand it. The people in the villa are all carefully selected by her. You should have known that she could Fleeing is inevitable."
Wen Ran is also full of surprise, Mo Xiuchen's words, every word, are cold and solemn, even if the other party is his father, he did not see him being polite.
When he finished answering the phone and walked into the restaurant, he had already calmed down. Between Qingjun's eyebrows, he couldn't see the coldness just now.
"Xiu Chen, did Xiao Wenqing escape?"
Gu Kai looked at his Qingjun eyebrows and asked with concern.
Mo Xiuchen nodded, sat down in the chair beside Wen Ran, and met the gaze she was looking at. The corner of his mouth slightly twitched, and he said calmly: "The old man is too confident and thinks that Xiao Wenqing is locked in the utility room. Here, someone else looked at it and it was fine. Unexpectedly, Xiao Wenqing ran away after a night."
"Did Mo Zixuan let her go?"
Gu Kai's eyebrows were filled with doubts. In the villa, not to mention all Xiao Wenqing's people, at least, half of them were loyal to her.
Mo Jingteng was too confident or too careless, or he didn't expect Xiao Wenqing to run away immediately after being scratched by him.
She escaped, it is difficult to catch her back.
Mo Xiuchen shook his head and said in a cold tone: "I don’t know, Mo Jingteng beat Mo Zixuan and intends to put him under house arrest. He thought Xiao Wenqing would come back for Mo Zixuan. It was a dream."
At the end, a hint of sarcasm infiltrated his tone unconsciously.
Gu Kai's eyes flashed worry, and he wanted to say something, but Mo Xiuchen said indifferently: "Eat breakfast first, don't affect our mood because of irrelevant people. Of course, come and taste this."
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Mo House
Mo Zixuan was slapped twice by Mo Jingteng.
The original handsome face was deformed due to redness and swelling, but he firmly denied: "Dad, my mom didn't let me put it."
Last night, he thought about whether to let his mother go. She stayed here. His father would definitely not let her go, but he just thought about it and didn't do that.
This morning, Mo Jingteng let someone break his door open and came to the bed angrily. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and slapped him before asking if he let Xiao Wenqing go.
Mo Zixuan was beaten up.
He was stunned for a while before he realized that his mother ran away last night.
Looking at his son who had fallen on the edge of the bed, Mo Jingteng didn’t feel distressed in his eyes, but Senhan and sullen, “Isn’t you letting it go?”
He stared sharply at Mo Zixuan. This son, who has always been filial to his mother, has a relationship with Xiao Wenqing many times stronger than that of him.
Mo Zixuan calmly met his knife-like eyes, and said coldly and stubbornly: "No."
Mo Jingteng snorted coldly, and said harshly, “Even if she escapes, it’s useless. I will definitely catch her back to let her know the fate of betraying me.”
As soon as his voice fell, Asen walked in outside the door and said solemnly: "Master, Xiao Wenqing transferred the money to another account. After withdrawing it, I don’t know where it was deposited..."
The implication was that the possibility of him wanting to get Xiao Wenqing back by freezing his account became zero. Mo Jingteng's expression turned pale, and his anger became difficult to breathe. When he saw him suddenly clutching his chest, Mo Jingteng suddenly felt uncomfortable. Zixuan's face changed drastically. Regardless of being slapped by him just now, he quickly said, "Dad, don't get excited. Where's your medicine? I'll get it for you."
Mo Jingteng trembled and reached into his pocket to touch the medicine. Mo Zixuan first took out the medicine, unscrewed the bottle, poured the pill into his mouth, rushed to the sofa, picked up the water cup on the coffee table and returned: "Dad, the water is cold, you will just take the medicine."
After taking the medicine, Mo Zixuan and Asen helped Mo Jingteng to sit down on the sofa. It took two minutes before his complexion gradually returned to blood.
"Dad, I know you are very angry now, and I know that my mother is doing too much, but your health is important, and it may not be a good thing for her to run away."
"Do you dare to say it is a good thing!"
Mo Jingteng stared at Mo Zixuan coldly.
Mo Zixuan frowned and said calmly, "Dad, did you listen to me? If my mother doesn't run away now, you will definitely kill her, or torture her for life, but what can change her Have you betrayed your facts? No, but let yourself become a murderer. Do you think it is worth paying for your life?"
"Master, what the Second Young Master said makes sense."
Asen spoke cowardly, with Mo Jingteng's brutality, if Xiao Wenqing didn't escape, he would definitely die.
In this way, he himself became a murderer, and it was worthless to take his life for a woman who had betrayed him.
"shut up."
Mo Jingteng didn't think so. In his dictionary, Xiao Wenqing betrayed him and he deserved to die.
Mo Zixuan pursed his lips. Instead of continuing what he said earlier, he changed the subject and said, "Dad, you have breakfast first. After breakfast, I will go to the hospital for a paternity test with you. If I am not your son, Just vent your hatred of my mother on me."
Even if he died, he did not regret it.
is deemed to have repaid his nurturing grace.
Anyway, he is alive now, and it doesn’t make sense.
His mother stole people with his father on her back, and now she ran away, and his most important memory was wiped out again...
Mo Jingteng was startled by the sadness in Mo Zixuan's tone.
He looked at his handsome face harshly. He looked a bit similar to himself. Now he is old, and Mo Zixuan's face is more like Mo Xiuchen.
It’s just that one experience is too much, the facial features are more angular, resolute and cold, and the other is gentle and handsome, and more energetic.
But now, his face is swollen, he is no longer handsome, and he is not as handsome as the sunshine of the past, and some, it is just deathly silent.
"Great!"
He spit out a word in a deep voice, stood up with Asen’s help, and said, “Let’s go, go to the hospital now, no more breakfast.”
In this way, he still had breakfast in the mood.
"Ok."
Mo Zixuan nodded, trying to step forward to help him, but raised his hand, and dismissed the idea of helping him, but quietly followed him downstairs.
After being denied by Mo Jingteng last night, he himself doubted whether he was his own son.
He didn't know how many years his mother had a lover outside, but he faintly guessed that his mother's lover was Wu Tianyi.
Recently, he heard his mother mention it several times. Every time his mother mentioned Wu Tianyi, she smiled warmly and trusted him completely.
(End of this chapter)