Sister Zhong stepped forward and said, "Master Sheng, your room has been cleaned again."
"Thank you, Sister Zhong." Mo Sheng put his hands in his pockets and walked up the stairs leisurely. When he reached the stairs, he paused again, "Oh, by the way, Sister Zhong, please also arrange a personal maid for me.
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Sister Zhong was a little surprised, but quickly nodded, "Okay, Master Sheng, I will make arrangements right away."
Mo Sheng smiled and said, "No need to go to so much trouble." He stretched out his hand and pointed directly at Huanhuan, "Just her."
Huan Huan raised his head in shock.
Sister Zhong was stunned, "Uh, this..." She subconsciously looked at Mo Jia.
Mo Jia raised her eyes slowly, met his smiling gaze, stretched out her hand to pull Huanhuan to him, and said calmly, "She is mine."
Huanhuan's heart tightened and she looked at him blankly.
These four short and powerful words made her heart beat faster, and the low-key domineering spirit of declaring sovereignty emerged unintentionally.
Mojia, he was never a man who would be inferior to others, no matter who they were.
Sister Zhong's palms were sweating and she looked at the two of them nervously.
I just hope that history doesn't repeat itself.
Suddenly, Mo Sheng burst into laughter and shook his head, "I'm kidding you, why are you so nervous?" He turned around and continued walking upstairs, his somewhat cynical voice faintly floated, "Everything that belongs to you, I will
They won’t rob them. They did before and they don’t do it now.”
Hearing what he said, Sister Zhong breathed a sigh of relief.
fine.
Huanhuan frowned suspiciously, what did he mean by that?
The color in Mo Jia's eyes darkened.
*……*
In the past few days, the Mo family is speeding up preparations for the engagement ceremony. Su Ziyin will go out every day to do shopping. With the title of Princess Mo in the future, she no longer has to wait for seasonal sales in shopping malls to buy like before.
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Every time, she would bring back many gifts and give them to everyone in the Mo family. Her thoughtfulness immediately won her great popularity, and everyone in the Mo family loved this future young lady.
Only, her vision was as illusory as air.
Looking at the purple trees like the stars holding the moon, Huan Huan sat alone in the corner with a worried look in her eyes.
Mo Jia doesn't love Zi Yin, but wants to marry her. Although she doesn't understand the reason, it will only be Zi Yin who gets hurt in the future...
After thinking about it, Huanhuan decided to tell Ziyin all this.
After dinner, Huanhuan took a break and quietly went to Ziyin's room.
Zi Yin was not there. The clothes, shoes, bags, and sets of cosmetics bought today were piled everywhere in the room. Looking at the messy room, Huan Huan sighed helplessly, "It's still the same as before."
He rolled up his sleeves and started to help her tidy up. When he was about to tidy up, the door was suddenly pushed open.
"Su Huanhuan! What are you doing in my room?!"
Su Ziyin rushed over, grabbed the leather bag in her hand, and quickly checked whether it had been damaged by her.
Huanhuan was afraid that she would misunderstand, so she quickly explained, "Zi Yin, I have something to tell you."
Su Ziyin sneered and raised the brand-name bag in her hand, "So, you touch my things without my permission? Su Huanhuan, do you know how much this bag costs? If it gets dirty, you can afford to pay for it.