Mo Sheng's handsome face shone in the sun, and his eyes locked tightly with hers. During these few days apart, he missed her all the time. After letting go of the hatred he had felt for so many years, he began to pursue a kind of peace and tranquility.
Huanhuan is the person who can bring him happiness! If it weren't for the fact that there were other people present, he would really want to hold her in his arms.
At this moment, Mo Jia got off the plane and walked to Huan Huan. He naturally stretched out his hand to take her into his arms, and glanced at Mo Sheng, his eyes still calm.
When he saw him, Mo Sheng suddenly realized something, and there was a hint of disbelief in his eyes.
Didn’t he lose his soul? Didn’t he no longer love Huan Huan? Didn’t he want to divorce Huan Huan? So, what does this scene before him mean?
"Daddy, Mommy, wait a minute~" At this time, Su Xiaoyou jumped out of the plane, squeezed in between Daddy and Mommy, holding one in each hand, with a pink little face, hanging
A bright and lovely smile.
"Slow down," Huan Huan smiled, stroking her daughter's messed up ponytail.
"Let's talk after we go in." Mo Jia took his wife and daughter, passed Mo Sheng, and walked into the castle gate.
Mo Sheng stood there without moving for a long time, his eyes fixed, and his chest seemed to have been hit hard by something. He just came a few days late, just a few days...
"Huanhuan!" Ah Yin and others welcomed her out of the castle. When Sister Zhong saw Su Xiaoyou, she hugged her like a baby. Su Xiaoyou also acted coquettishly, hugging Sister Zhong and telling her that she missed her, which made Sister Zhong laugh.
Smile brightly.
Not noticing the changes in Mo Jia and Huan Huan, Ah Yin squeezed over and pulled Huan Huan aside, quickly checking from top to bottom, "Has Boss Guai Jia done anything to you? If so, just tell us.
, try your best to rebel, we have to say this for you!"
Ah Yin spoke eloquently, and behind him were Shui Qingqing, Sang Yu, Sister Zhong, Zhong Kun, and even Mu Shan stood on their side to express a position.
Knowing that everyone was doing this for his own good, Huanhuan was both moved and amused. He said "No" and turned his head to glance at the boss who was about to be "impeached" by his subordinates. At this moment, he was listening to Di Yunxiao's report.
What, but his eyes glanced this way, and his face turned black and blue, obviously he heard what A Yin said.
The corner of Di Yunxiao's mouth twitched twice and he coughed twice uncomfortably. He was really afraid that Ah Yin's outspoken words would offend Mo Jia, and then it would not be possible for him to be punished for her.
Mo Jia and Di Yunxiao walked in, and the people behind them were still chattering around Huanhuan asking questions. He stopped suddenly, looked back, and said in a cold voice, "Whoever wants to rebel, come in with me."
Turn around and walk away.
Ah Yin stuck out his tongue and winked at everyone, "The boss is angry."
While holding Youyou in her arms, Sister Zhong sneered a few times, "Are you still angry at Huanhuan's behavior? Let's go in. I want to see how cruel the eldest young master's heart is now!"
Zhong Kun stepped forward, clenching his fists, "Sister, I support you this time!" He glanced back, "Mushan?"
"Well!" Mu Shan came to the other side of Sister Zhong. The two of them were like bodyguards, escorting Sister Zhong on the left and taking the lead.
"Huanhuan, let's go. If you have any grievances or complaints, we will support you!" Compared to them, Ah Yin is not afraid. She is the only female leader in the K-word party, and she is so playful and mischievous.
Privilege! Even though Mo Jia is usually so indifferent, he turns a blind eye to her. There is Di Yunxiao who is taking care of such a big thing for her. As long as the right person is held accountable, he will always do it.
He doesn't take himself too seriously with Ah Yin, which invisibly increases Ah Yin's confidence.
"Yes, we won't agree to whoever dares to bully our witch!" Shui Qingqing was filled with indignation. She had long disliked Mo Jia's previous appearance. If she still had divine power, how could she wait until this moment?
Although Sang Yu was not as excited as everyone else, there was a rare hint of sullenness in her big, ethereal eyes. This was not easy for her.
Seeing that everyone was serious about it, Huanhuan wanted to excuse Mo Jia a few words, but stopped. There was a hint of cunning in his watery eyes, the corners of his mouth were raised, and his lips were pursed tightly.
She had suffered so many hardships before, how could she just let it go? Even if she agreed, Mo Xiaohen in her belly would not agree! So, the blisters on her feet were caused by herself, and she cannot blame others~
Seeing Huanhuan leave surrounded by these people, Mo Sheng stood behind them, feeling bitter in his heart.
What he can be sure of is that when Mo Jia and Su Huanhuan left S City, Mo Jia didn't find that soul at all! If it weren't for the fact that he stayed in the Mo family to take care of Yan Xihua for a few days, he would have been able to stay in Huan Huan.
Huan was by Huan's side until she opened her heart. He missed five years and let Mo Jia take the lead. Now that it has only been a few days, is he going to lose another opportunity?
The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and no one could answer his question. He lowered his deep eyes, clenched his hands little by little, and suppressed his unwillingness and reluctance in his chest. He told himself that the opportunity was not waiting for it, it was
After fighting for it, Mojia may not have recovered yet, but it's just a man's self-esteem, and it's just an illusion deliberately shown to him.
Mo Sheng regained his courage and walked into the living room.
It was quiet in the huge living room.
Mojia sat on the sofa, raised his slightly cold eyes, and glanced around. The cold aura emanating from him lowered the temperature in the room a lot, and the air slowly condensed. The people standing on both sides,
The momentum had long since disappeared. Affected by the low air pressure all around, no one dared to say a word.
Mo Jia's cold gaze slowly fell on Zhong Kun. Zhong Kun shuddered and complained in his heart, knowing that the eldest young master wanted to be the first to operate on him.
Sure enough, Mo Jia said casually, "This castle needs to be renovated, and unnecessary space must be saved. I think we should start with your laboratory."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Kun was shocked, "Young Master! What's the difference between this and trying to kill me?!" Zhong Kun didn't care about anyone or anything around him. He only cared about his experiment, his
Paranormal research.
"Yes." Mojia nodded seriously and pointed out the window, "If you jump off the cliff, the laboratory will become your tomb."
Zhong Kun, "..."
Looking back, Mo Jia looked at Mushan again, "It's very leisurely to join in with them, right? All the cars in the garage are going to be polished and waxed for me!"
Mushan lowered his head and responded. After taking a few steps, Mojia spoke again, "There are also helicopters outside."
Mushan staggered, hurriedly regained his balance, and left resolutely under the sympathetic eyes of everyone.