"Especially that time, in the Superstar Competition in the Magic City, you collaborated with the big star Shangguan Feiyan, one person sang and danced and the other made sand paintings... That kind of unparalleled love was really enviable to others!"

"After that day, Yourou's plainclothes belt became wider and thinner..."

Mo Xianyuan spoke calmly, every word was like a cold arrow and an ice knife, piercing Xiao Chen's heart fiercely!

Make him regret and feel ashamed!

"I......"

Xiao Chen wanted to explain something, but when the words came to his lips, he hesitated.

Now, no matter how many explanations are given, is it still useful?

Mo Yourou knew his identity as Master Chenxiao, so when she watched the scene of the superstar competition, you can imagine her mood!

The belt is getting wider and thinner!

How many tears and hesitations are behind these eight words?

At this time, Mo Xianyuan coughed violently and shouted in an old voice: "Xiao Chen, I just want to ask you one thing! How do you feel now? For those of you who take advantage of everything but refuse to take the last step Have you ever regretted your despicable behavior?"

"I regret it! I shouldn't have been so indecisive! So much so that Yourou actually..."

Xiao Chen responded sadly and couldn't help but shed two lines of tears.

However, seeing Xiao Chen crying, Mo Xianyuan laughed heartily!

"Hahaha! That's all. My good granddaughter's love for her was not completely in vain. At least she brought back a few tears of your Xiao Zhanshen!"

There was a hint of ridicule and sadness in Mo Xianyuan's words.

For this, Xiao Chen had no idea of ​​blaming Mo Xianyuan, because if he thought about it from his perspective, he would probably have the same attitude, right?

After a while, Xiao Chen calmed down a bit and wiped the tears from his cheeks.

He squinted his eyes and asked with a cold light: "Mr. Mo, you still haven't answered my question! How did Yourou die? Why did you keep her death a secret? Who killed her? Kill her? I will cut this person into pieces!!!"

Hearing this, Mo Xianyuan suddenly laughed mockingly and said: "Xiao Zhanshen, when I said Yourou is gone, I meant that she was no longer in the Mo family, but I didn't say that she was dead! My good granddaughter should be living a good life now.

Isn’t it a hundred times happier than the days when I sadly waited for you in this small courtyard?”

"By the way, you are also a master of calligraphy. Let me show you a line of calligraphy. This was left by Yourou's future husband. The words are like dragons! How does it compare to your calligraphy, Xiao Wudi's?"

Boom!
Chapter completed!