"Your mother is going to kill someone, please take care of her."
Han You "..."
Huang Yongmei almost fainted with anger: "Han You, hurry up and catch this brat, I'm going to tear his mouth apart."
Han You instinctively grabbed Mo Zili's arm.
Mo Zili looked at Huang Yongmei who was rushing towards him, and for some reason, he trembled again for no reason.
He wanted to break free from Han You's grasp, but Han You, a weak artist, had very strong hands.
Seeing that Huang Yongmei was right in front of him, he shouted anxiously: "Han You, let me tell you, my mother is Mo Qing. If you dare to hurt me, she will not spare you."
"What did you say?"
Sure enough, Han You was stunned after hearing what he said.
Seeing that Huang Yongmei's slap was about to hit Mo Zili's face, he actually blocked her slap with his own body.
Huang Yongmei's palm fell on his chest, which caused a slight pain.
Huang Yongmei was shocked by his behavior.
"You, you're protecting him?" She was a little in disbelief.
"Go away. Don't come back again. I don't want to see you again." Han You's words were cold and heartless, without any warmth.
Huang Yongmei opened her eyes wide, a little shocked and a little angry: "Han You, you, you drove me away for a little brat of unknown origin. Don't forget, the decoration of your house, your soundproof room, you
Who gave you all those musical instruments in the house?"
Han You lowered his head and glanced at Mo Zili, with a bit of embarrassment on his fair face.
"These are all decisions you made on your own while I was not at home. If you feel you are at a disadvantage, you can move everything away now."
Han You seemed angry too.
"You, you——, okay, don't regret it."
Huang Yongmei pointed her finger at Han You, and after uttering harsh words, she turned around and walked away on high heels.
When he arrived, he deliberately slammed the door hard.
Mo Zili looked at Han You worriedly. Is this man really down to this level?
According to his information research, he was once a very popular composer in Yucheng!
If he is really his biological father, how will he live in the future?
Ugh——, Mo Zili regretted her decision to come to see her father today.
Although Murong Lenghang is stupid, he doesn't know how to eat soft food!
Woo——
However, Han You was not sad at all when he saw Huang Yongmei leaving. Instead, he turned around excitedly and stared at Mo Zili. Mo Zili subconsciously took a step back.
"Uncle, don't look at me like this, I'm a little scared."
This Han You is so excited, does he already suspect that he is his son?
Was his mother Mo Qing blind at the time? How could she find such a soft-hearted man? He must not be his biological father!
After listening to his words, Han You quickly put away his eyes and asked him to sit down on the sofa.
"You do look a bit like your mother." His voice was still excited, and he was a little overwhelmed by the excitement.
Mo Zili looked at the light gray sofa in front of him, but did not sit down.
Who knows what he and that old woman did on the sofa just now? He is a mysophobic person.
Seeing that he refused to sit, Han You quickly rearranged the sofa and said, "It's so tiring to stand. Why don't you sit down?"
However, the way he looked at Mo Zili was still blazing with passion.
"Well, no need, I'm fine standing." Mo Zili was still very resistant in his heart.
Han You was stunned for a moment, but he didn't force him. Instead, he remembered something and turned around to walk to the kitchen.
"What would you like to drink? Pure water or orange juice?"
Although Han You tried his best to control his emotions, Mo Zili could still see his nervousness and excitement from his fair face.
"No, I just want to confirm some things. Come sit down and let's talk." This chapter has been completed!