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Mu Qiqi was so angry that he threw his face at someone as soon as he came out of the presidential palace.

"What do you mean, why tell my parents about my kidnapping?"

Powerful palm will her wrists, gloomy Jun Rong stare at her, "I tell the truth is wrong?"

Mu Qiqi was staring at him with a guilty heart. His eyes on him were about to dodge. His expression was also somewhat unnatural: "you are right to tell the truth, but apart from making them worry about me, do you think there is any other help?"

"Yes

Mo Yan Jue impolitely interrupted her, let her slightly raised the morale and let go, "what?"

"At least my parents agree, I don't agree with you to go to work!" I'm satisfied with this.

Mu Qiqi's face immediately pulled down and said that she was angry.

Even if he doesn't let her go out to work alone, he still agitates his parents to oppose it. Obviously, he wants her to be divorced from the society.

Angry turn head, Mu Qiqi decided not to pay attention to him, this life all ignore him.

If he has ability, he will keep her for life!

With the support of his father-in-law and his mother-in-law, someone was even more complacent, and even a little elated. He glanced at the angry woman around him, but without any words of comfort, he started the car with a happy foot and ran out.

She was so obviously angry that someone turned a blind eye and Mu Qiqi was even more angry, so that the car stopped at the manor. She didn't stop for a second. She opened the door and got out of the car. She puffed up the stairs and shut herself in the bedroom. Even the servant didn't ask to open the door under the pretext of delivering milk.

As a result, Mo yanjue can only move his son out and ask his mother to open the door with a model airplane.

The little guy is very dark. He can't go to the door until he sees the model plane. What else can he do? He has to send someone to buy it.

After shopping around, the bodyguards bought all the models they could buy. Unfortunately, every one met the requirements of the little guy.

Mo Yan Jue gas straight stare, "you go to call the door first, wait for the market to open tomorrow, daddy personally takes you to buy."

The little guy gave him a helpless show of hands, and he could not be too humble.

"Stinky boy, what do you want?" Mo yanjue was completely angry, and Laozi was made difficult by the boy, which was not in line with his style.

"Call my uncle. He knows where to sell it." With mommy as a strong backing, the little guy is becoming more and more arrogant. Even his father doesn't pay attention to him. He hugs his short arm in his arms. His posture is not much like his father.

Mo yanjue's brow was tight and his face was impatient. If it was not his own, he could not guarantee what he could do.

With a green face, he glared at the stinky boy and turned to make a phone call.

In the dark room, a cell phone ring suddenly rings. Yang Yilin, who is lying on the bed with his arms on his pillow, is so frightened that he sits up from the bed.

"Special! I'm scared to death Furiously scolded a voice, he took out the mobile phone from his pocket, the result sees the person who calls, counsels like a grandson.

"Sir, what can I do for you so late? Will not be a long night, sleepless, want to see me to see the stars and moon, talk about philosophy of life? I'll tell you in advance, I'm a normal man, and I don't have that habit! "

"Nonsense! Ten minutes, a model plane will be sent to Chuang yuan! "

Dudu ·····

"shit! Let's not let people live! "

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