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"It's really interesting. I never thought Sister Mo would have such a secret." Mingen said to everyone present during the dinner party.

In response, Panny shrugged: "To be honest, this matter is not a secret in our family, but it involves relatives after all. If you don't know, Youjiu and I will not say it."

"But why, Mr. Schal wants to give up Miss Mo? I think Miss Mo is particularly feminine. She is a very interesting woman." As a rabbit, Babalim did not know the key to all this, so after Bounettani finished talking about it in her ear, he heard the rabbit girl 'Eh': "How can this be done!"

"That's it, just like your engagement introduction center..." Jiuye was stunned for a moment, then looked at everyone: "Is that what he called?"

"It's the gene automatic pairing center." Yang looked at Jiuye: "You are aging before you grow old, Jiuye."

"Isn't it? Now I make a profit every second of my life." Jiuye's self-complaint is also very sharp.

But Marceau clapped his hands and said his thoughts: "Speaking of it, I want to go and see Uncle Mo."

"Look at what he is doing, a crazy uncle." Annie frowned and said, "If I hadn't helped Sister Mo last time, that guy would have almost hit her."

"...You have worked hard for not beating him to death." Panny said with a smile.

"How can I be beaten to death? Although I am a lunatic, now after hearing what you said, Uncle Mo is really pitiful." Annie shook her head, saying that she didn't need to understand anything.

Youjiu sighed, and she glanced at the people sitting: "Uncle Mo is not crazy at all."

Annie, who was saddened by Mo Qingyu's life experience, raised her head: "What?"

Akimi, who was peeling shrimps for her cats, raised her head: "What?"

Jiuye, who was starting to talk to Yang, looked up and said, "What did you say?"

The girls had problems, and only Panny, who was sitting beside him for a long time, shook his head: "The madman in your eyes, I chatted with my father last week. At that time, I happened to walk past my father and saw the person in the virtual screen in front of him. Yes, it was the madman in your mouth."

"This is impossible!" Yang sat up on behalf of the girls: "Sister Mo said he was crazy!"

"So, you guys come with me."

So Youjiu and Panny took the lead, and Marceau and the girls followed them. The group went downstairs, walked through the corridor and the arch, and stopped not far from the quiet building near Mo's place: "Wait a minute, let's blacken a few cameras first."

"Camera?" Even the cat was stunned. This was Xicuizhuang, his own territory. How could his cat know that there was a camera here?

"Yes, there is a small one above the door frame, which is open, and there are two on the fence. Behind the fourth door, as long as someone goes over, this alarm system will notify its owner."

"...But, I clearly saw Uncle Mo getting sick." When Annie set off, she dragged a baseball bat out of her room.

"Yes, every time you see him, he gets sick because he notices someone is coming... Okay, it's black, let's go."

When they walked into the gate, before they could get close to the small building, everyone heard laughter coming from the second floor.

"It sounds like I'm sick." With this sigh, everyone carefully went up to the second floor. In the second floor lounge of this small building with a separate second floor, everyone saw the middle-aged man wearing shorts and vests, shouting at the red and white songs on the TV.

Youjiu spread her hands and looked at the cat with a deep meaning. There was no sound in her open mouth, but looking at the shape of her mouth, the cat knew what she wanted to say. You dare to be so ungrateful... The hunter will turn into prey.

Meow, this girl has learned how to say that she is so skillful.

Girls, look at me, look at you, and in the end everyone looked at Mingmei unanimously.

‘As the leader among us, it’s time to see your performance.’ Jiuye’s eyes seemed to be able to speak at this time.

‘That’s right, I’m leaving it to you, you’re the biggest in our family.’ Yang encouraged her with her eyes and searched around, as if she was looking for a guy who was worthy of help.

Anne didn't speak, but judging from the girl's way of putting nails on baseball bats with bare hands, this girl is definitely the best example of laughing out loud.

Babalim and Boonetani didn't say anything. The two girls walked carefully to the coffee table, as if they were about to pick up the watermelon on the coffee table and be the melon-eating crowd.

Mingmei glanced at Marceau, and the cat raised her eyebrows: "I can't do it, I'll go?"

Akimi shook her head and the girl who decided to take on the burden of her home patted the wooden door.

The middle-aged uncle's laughter changed tone at this moment. He turned his head mechanizedly and looked at the young people behind him who were sitting eating melons or standing watching the show. The middle-aged man pulled the corners of his mouth: "How did you come in?"

"Why are you pretending to be crazy?" Akimi spoke and asked everyone's thoughts.

The middle-aged man was silent for a moment and began to take off his vest. Akimi shook her head: "Annie."

"Do you want me to beat him before he takes off his pants?" Annie waved the baseball bat that had already been covered with 108 nails with empty hands.

"That's right, Annie, it's great to have a girl like you at home when Yan was away." Mingmei smiled very pleased, holding a round video machine with her left hand and facing the middle-aged man who was already frozen in action: "Uncle Mo, please continue your performance."

The middle-aged man glanced at the cat, then squinted his mouth, put on the vest again, then picked up the nightgown on one side and wrapped himself tightly.

"How did you come in and how did you bypass my security system." He looked at the girls.

"Your security system is like a child's trick to me. Tell us quickly why you are pretending to be crazy." Panny smiled and nodded: "I am Bai Shouchuan's daughter, you should have seen me."

"Ah...yes, compared with your electronic warfare capabilities, there is nothing wrong with my children's tricks, probably just to deceive my daughter." The middle-aged man sighed at this point: "What should I say... Forget it, if you want to hear the confession of a loser so much, then I will say it."

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After listening to this person's "confession", Marceau learned about the efforts made by this old father to be able to leave his identity faster.

"I love my daughter. For me, she is the only motivation for me to live until now. I don't want her to accompany me, the old guy... So what if I fail in love? Every girl's family has a difference in her life, but she just marrys whom... I don't care who she wants to marry, I just want her to be happy. For this reason, even if I let me go to hell..." The middle-aged man said this and pursed his lips: "But my daughter... how can I say it, she is a stubborn child who is as stubborn as me. She is obviously so like her mother, but how can she have such an annoying temper as me? It's so embarrassing."

"So you pretended to be crazy, just want Sister Mo to hate you?" Jiuye asked.

"Yes, I read a proverb from a book. In ancient times, some people said that there was no filial son on the bedside after a long illness. I thought, as long as I could drive her out of the house... it doesn't matter what I did. I just want my daughter to laugh again. By the way, no one is willing to pursue my daughter. I am a little older, but that is a cute woman with a very good legal loli attribute. She can cook and have the power of women. She is still so independent when encountering things. Such a girl is extremely difficult to find, whether it is three thousand years ahead or three thousand years later. Why do those guys always just talk but not practice?"

"But, you don't think what would happen if Sister Mo didn't want to give up."

"I'm just crazy for less than ten years?" The middle-aged man replied awkwardly in the face of Mingen's question: "I believe my daughter loves me, but I also believe that she will not love a lunatic...it must be like this."

Penny walked to Marceau: "This guy with a scent of a dog is really...unexpected."

"This is why we are humans, and it is natural to be poor and weak." The cat spread his hands and said that he also thought so: "Why don't you tell Sister Mo directly?"

"Because..." Speaking of this, the middle-aged man lowered his head: "I...I really can't say those words to her who looks so much like her mother...I love her so much... Please forgive a man like me..." The middle-aged man raised his head: "I just want my child to leave me, leave this lifeless place that cannot be called home... She should go out and find a man who loves her to marry, have a nest of children, and finally take an alive Tiannian with the company of her lover and offspring... Alas, I've said so much to you, but you don't understand. Young people like you will not understand what I think."

He sighed, then looked at the girls: "I've finished talking, how do you deal with me? Are you going to sell my illness to my daughter?"

"What do you say?" Mingmei glanced at her sisters.

"I don't agree with it. It's better to be a secret as a secret." Jiuye was the first to say: "Although it's unfair to Sister Mo... but this world has never been unfair."

"I agree." Annie had already put down the baseball bat in her hand: "Although I can't understand Uncle Mo's thoughts, I admit that Uncle Mo really loves his daughter."

After asking all the girls, Aomi looked at Marceau: "Where are you, Marceau, we still lack your opinion."

"This..." Marceau looked at the girls' expectant appearance and looked at Uncle Mo again. The middle-aged man was watching him.

After thinking about it, Marceau shook his head: "Jiuye is right. Some secrets are better, it's better to use them as secrets."

"I knew Mr. Marceau would choose this way!" Babalim rushed over excitedly. The rabbit girl was about the same height as a cat. If Marceau had not been supported by exoskeletons, she would have to swear with her in the name of gravity and set out towards the bottom of the stairs on the first floor.

"You really want to let me go?" the middle-aged man asked hesitantly.

"Yes, our sister let you go, but... Mr. Mo, is it really good to do this?" Mingmei, who was walking behind the team, asked as she looked at the middle-aged man.

"As long as my daughter can be happy, it's okay to let me go to hell." It was not until this time that Ma Guo and the girls saw the smile on the man's face, that pure, without any hint of his smile.

"You are a good father, Uncle Mo, we're leaving." Jiuye said as he walked towards the stairs.

"Continue your performance, Mr. Mo, maybe you will spend the rest of your life in the performance." Bounettani shook his head and followed Jiuye's pace.

"I hope you won't regret it." Mingen shrugged.

The girls all went downstairs, and Panni and Marceau left behind. Panni smiled at Uncle Mo: "As a man, you failed, but as a father, you have done everything a father can do, and you have done everything they can't do... Goodbye, Uncle Mo."

"Thank you... Can I say a few words to Marceau?"

"explain."

Marceau stood up and said he could listen with scrutiny.

"Although my daughter is a little older, she is of a better temperament and is beautiful and cute. How about it? I have a good relationship with your grandfather. Should I do Uncle Mo a favor?" The middle-aged man in front of him said in a pleading tone.

The atmosphere was a little awkward, and the cat blinked and glanced at Panny beside him.

Penny blinked: "You should know what's going on in our family."

"But over the years, my daughter... I'm afraid she can't get married anymore, so I think... it's better to be with you than to be able to lie alone on the bed in the orphanage in a few years."

...For some reason, Marceau felt that this sentence... seemed to be what Uncle Mo used to describe himself.

However, favors belong to favors and business belong to business. Marceau does not think Sister Mo would like him, a furry kitten.

Thinking of this, the cat shook his head: "You have said that Sister Mo needs happiness. I don't think she will be happy with me. You shouldn't plan anything for her. Everyone's happiness and misfortune have their own opinions and opinions, so... I'd better play your role well, Uncle Mo.

After blinking, the middle-aged man didn't seem to expect the cat to say that. Finally, he sighed: "Thank you."

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Walking out of the building, Marceau glanced at Panny. The girl was holding her little bear doll in her hand. It was said that it was a very memorable small object she took from her father when she was very young. In the years when her father disappeared, she was her best "friend".

"A stupid man, Sister Mo is not the kind of person who will give up her father. I'm afraid that in his last days, he can only experience death in role-playing." Panny said incisively. She turned her head and looked at Marceau: "I'm wondering if stupidity is contagious. If you can, you'd better stay away from this guy."

"Is this... caring about me?"

"No, I just think that if you become a fool, it will be very confusing to our sisters."

Facing the cat who was shaking its tail like a dog, Panny replied with a stern face.
Chapter completed!