Can Mo Yiyang, a cunning fox, agree to this one-three-five arrangement? Of course not! But now is not the time to refute, we must slowly defeat the enemy's defense.

So after get off work the next day, he confidently followed Yuan An home, and even said to him cheerfully: "Uncle, do you drink? I have a bottle of good wine upstairs. I'll bring it down and let's have a drink." .”

Gu Changsheng chuckled: "Okay..."

Before the "Okay" was finished, Yuan An jumped out: "Dad, what should you drink if you have a stomach problem?"

Mo Yiyang was particularly bossy at this time: "Yuan An, that's red wine. It's okay to drink a little, it warms the stomach. Don't control your uncle so much that he can't eat anything. Then what's the point of living?"

"

"..." Yuan An regretted bringing this koala home.

Mo Yiyang ran upstairs to get the wine like a gust of wind.

It was really good wine. He took four cups and said: "Everyone, drink some. Drinking less of this kind of wine is good for your health. Uncle, you have stomach problems, just a small cup will be fine."

The more Zhang Jingfang watched, the more she fell in love with her. She kept saying: "Usually, when we have a meal at our house, it's just me and her father. It's deserted and we don't have much energy to eat. It's great that Mr. Mo is here. One person can serve ten people."

The house suddenly became lively."

Yuan An couldn't hold it back and blurted out: "My mother means, Mr. Mo, you are very noisy."

Mo Yiyang smiled and said nothing, because someone would help him take revenge.

Zhang Jingfang glared at her daughter: "Aren't you the lovely Yuan An in person? Huh? Why are you so rude in your remarks? Didn't I say that Mr. Mo is very noisy?"

Emma! Yuan An really regrets it so much that his intestines are broken. This family's status and popularity have simply plummeted.

Mr. Mo was extremely satisfied and raised a glass to wish his uncle and aunt good health. It was so formal and the key point was very natural, without any suspicion of trying to please.

"Is that foot bath still working?" He asked naturally.

"It's easy to use. I have rheumatism, so I need that. Mr. Mo is really thoughtful." Zhang Jingfang originally wanted to buy one, but when she looked at the price, it cost several hundred yuan. She thought it was better to forget it and not burden her daughter.

.

In the end, no matter what she thought, there was something there. This thing was simply sent to her heart.

But Mr. Mo doesn’t take the credit: “Everyone in the company has employees, but who doesn’t have an elderly person at home? I also gave it to my mother yesterday.”

Zhang Jingfang asked with great concern: "Are your mother and Principal Zhao okay?"

"Mom! Why do you ask me everything?" Yuan An's head hurt terribly.

"Fortunately. My Uncle Zhao was framed and is fine now. He is planning to resign and stay at home with my mother. By the way, thank you Yuan An for your great help to our family these days. My mother is also very grateful to her. She also said

In two days, please invite my uncle, aunt and Yuan An to have dinner together."

Ouch, whoa, who will tell her what rhythm this is? Yuan An was so crazy that she wanted to die.

She's not being pretentious, she really doesn't want her family to infiltrate into her family. Sigh... If one day they have a fight again, how will it end?

Yuan An basically didn't listen to what they said later. He only had one belief: when he works overtime later, he must be dealt with properly and he can't be allowed to mess around again.

But how could Handsome Mo give her that kind of opportunity? He was prepared, and opportunities only come to those who are always prepared.

So, he arranged to attend a concert tonight. Can Mo Yiyang, a cunning fox, agree to this one-three-five arrangement? Of course not! But now is not the time to refute, we must slowly break down the enemy's defense.

So after get off work the next day, he confidently followed Yuan An home, and even said to him cheerfully: "Uncle, do you drink? I have a bottle of good wine upstairs. I'll bring it down and let's have a drink." .”

Gu Changsheng chuckled: "Okay..."

Before the "Okay" was finished, Yuan An jumped out: "Dad, what should you drink if you have a stomach problem?"

Mo Yiyang was particularly bossy at this time: "Yuan An, that's red wine. It's okay to drink a little, it warms the stomach. Don't control your uncle so much that he can't eat anything. Then what's the point of living?"

"

"..." Yuan An regretted bringing this koala home.

Mo Yiyang ran upstairs to get the wine like a gust of wind.

It was really good wine. He took four cups and said: "Everyone, drink some. Drinking less of this kind of wine is good for your health. Uncle, you have stomach problems, just a small cup will be fine."

The more Zhang Jingfang watched, the more she fell in love with her. She kept saying: "Usually, when we have a meal at our house, it's just me and her father. It's deserted and we don't have much energy to eat. It's great that Mr. Mo is here. One person can serve ten people."

The house suddenly became lively."

Yuan An couldn't hold it back and blurted out: "My mother means, Mr. Mo, you are very noisy."

Mo Yiyang smiled and said nothing, because someone would help him take revenge.

Zhang Jingfang glared at her daughter: "Aren't you the lovely Yuan An in person? Huh? Why are you so rude in your remarks? Didn't I say that Mr. Mo is very noisy?"

Emma! Yuan An really regrets it so much that his intestines are broken. This family status and popularity have simply plummeted.

Mr. Mo was extremely satisfied and raised a glass to wish his uncle and aunt good health. It was so formal and the key point was very natural, without any suspicion of trying to please.

"Is that foot bath still working?" He asked naturally.

"It's easy to use. I have rheumatism, so I need that. Mr. Mo is really thoughtful." Zhang Jingfang originally wanted to buy one, but when she looked at the price, it cost several hundred yuan. She thought it was better to forget it and not burden her daughter.

.

In the end, no matter what she thought, there was something there. This thing was simply sent to her heart.

But Mr. Mo doesn’t take the credit: “Everyone in the company has employees, but who doesn’t have an elderly person at home? I also gave it to my mother yesterday.”

Zhang Jingfang asked with great concern: "Are your mother and Principal Zhao okay?"

"Mom! Why do you ask me everything?" Yuan An's head hurt terribly.

"Fortunately. My Uncle Zhao was framed and is fine now. He is planning to resign and stay at home with my mother. By the way, thank you Yuan An for your great help to our family these days. My mother is also very grateful to her. She also said

In two days, please invite my uncle, aunt and Yuan An to have dinner together."

Ouch, whoa, who will tell her what rhythm this is? Yuan An was so crazy that she wanted to die.

She's not being pretentious, she really doesn't want her family to infiltrate into her family. Sigh... If one day they have a fight again, how will it end?

Yuan An basically didn't listen to what they said later. He only had one belief: when he works overtime later, he must be dealt with properly and he can't be allowed to mess around again.

But how could Handsome Mo give her that kind of opportunity? He was prepared, and opportunities only come to those who are always prepared.
Chapter completed!