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"I should also call you my father-in-law respectfully." Mo Yan Jue's skin is smiling and flesh is not smiling. His face seems amiable, but in fact, his whole body is full of coldness.

An old father-in-law caught Mu Linsheng's hard work of picking up again by surprise.

With a dry smile, Mu Linsheng's face showed an embarrassed look, "Mr. Mo, you're killing me ····"

"Mr. mu, let's go to another place."

People come and go downstairs. Mo yanjue really doesn't want to be photographed by paparazzi. The current Internet public opinion can kill people. He doesn't want his wife and unborn children to go through this.

"To where?" Mu Linsheng suddenly became alert.

Mo Yan Jue sneered, "don't worry, it won't do to you. Since you want to talk, we'll have a good talk."

Said, Mo Yan Jue walked to Mu Qiqi's side, asked in a low voice: "OK?"

Mu Qiqi's face was a little ugly, but he still squeezed out a smile, "it's OK."

"Let's go and have a seat in the cafe next door." Gently said, carefully protect her waist, two people walk in front.

At this time, Mu Linsheng was a little timid, but it was too late for him to leave.

I don't know where protruding came out four men in black and surrounded him, almost forcing him to keep up with the pace of Mo Yan Jue and his wife.

The scene was a little big. Mu Linsheng felt afraid at this time. He looked at the man in black who was following him. His legs and stomach were somehow softened.

Three people enter the coffee shop. Mu Linsheng originally wanted to find a seat by the window, so that if these people really want to do something to him, people from outside can see him.

Unfortunately, he was wrong. When the manager of the coffee shop came to meet him, he knew that the coffee shop was an industry owned by the Mohist group.

The heart trembles suddenly, and it's cool in an instant.

It's too late to run.

Hard headed and broken, he followed them into the box. Mu Linsheng stood at the door and did not dare to move.

"Sit down."

Mo yanjue first sent his wife to the comfortable sofa, and put the pillow behind her. This time, he turned around and froze at the door.

Mu Lin Sheng mouth a burst of pale, "good... Good."

Trembling to sit opposite them, Mu Lin Sheng was afraid to lift his head.

"What would you like to drink, Mr. mu?" Mo yanjue casually turned over the hand-painted menu and asked casually.

"No, No Mu Lin Sheng even waved his hands, and the sweat on his forehead came down.

"Then a cup of warm water and two espressos."

Mo yanjue handed the menu to the manager, and his eyes turned to Mu Qiqi. He never saw Mu Linsheng from the beginning to the end.

The more he is like this, the more he can feel his strong and cold atmosphere that can not be ignored.

Hanging his head, the hands hidden under the table tightly intertwined, in the heart anticipating what might happen next.

The dead woman just told him that Muqiqi was now well-developed, and did not say that her man was mo yanjue. Now she rushed forward and was caught off guard. She was nervous and afraid. At the same time, she secretly hated the woman!

"That year ··"

her little hand was tightly held by Mo yanjue, and Muqiqi's soft heart seemed to be much stronger. She raised her head, looked at the opposite person, and asked questions that had been buried in her heart for many years.

"In those days, my mother insisted on adopting me, didn't she?"

Mu Linsheng looks flustered. Sure enough, she knows.

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