Su Ziyin opened her eyes suddenly and stared at him in disbelief.
Mojia raised his cold lips, exuding aloofness and coldness that made people retreat.
"Marriage is just a ceremony to send you to the grave. A real grave." After saying that, he walked past her, opened the door and walked out.
Su Ziyin froze on the spot, her mood hit rock bottom, her face became worse and worse as she chewed on his words.
She sneered suddenly.
A grave?
not necessarily.
Even if it is really a grave, it will not be hers.
Mo Jia came to the study again and looked around, but he didn't find Huan Huan. He raised his eyebrows in displeasure and exited again.
Just then, a maid in front came over, and Mojia called her.
"Have you seen Huanhuan?"
"Master..." Xiaoju was startled and quickly lowered her head, "No, no."
Mo Jia waved her hand and she left as if running away. After a while, Sister Zhong came over. She muttered and told the truth, "Master, Huanhuan no longer works here."
Mojia's expression grew colder, and he asked word by word, "What do you mean you're not here?"
"The old lady fired her."
Hearing this, Mo Jia's eyes instantly turned into a storm, and his expression was extremely cold. Without asking any more questions, he turned around and went straight to Mo Tieyi's study.
Without even knocking on the door, he pushed the door open and went in, "Grandpa, must this be used to prove your great existence?"
Mo Tieyi was explaining something on the phone. When he saw it was him, he just told him and hung up.
"Mojia, what's your attitude!"
Mo Jia came to his grandfather. With his long hair, he showed his special charm of combining wildness and softness. Standing in front of Mo Tieyi, who symbolized the power and majesty of the Mo family, he did not lose any momentum. On the contrary, his natural domineering power shocked him.
human heart.
"Su Huanhuan is mine." He said coldly, clarifying his position.
For that woman again!
Mo Tieyi held back his sullenness, stared at him, and spoke slowly, "Mo Jia, you are going to marry Zi Yin next month. It's better to avoid those women who will affect your reputation."
Mojia sneered, "What if I don't agree?"
"Don't forget your mission! If you don't marry Zi Yin, let alone find the reincarnation of that woman, you will lose your life! I don't care whether you like her or not, as long as she can let you live, as long as
She can save your life, she is my granddaughter-in-law! I will not let go of any woman who dares to shake you!!"
Mo Jia raised his lips, and the smile on his lips was cold and ruthless, "Just like the way grandpa treated Xihua back then?"
Hearing the name Xihua again from Mo Jia's mouth, Mo Tieyi became furious, "How outrageous! That woman should have died long ago!"
Mojia slowly narrowed his eyes, and a cruel storm gradually blew up in the air, ruffling his dark hair.
Such Mo Jia surprised even Mo Tieyi. His unusual aura was so powerful that it made people hesitate.
He said word by word, "If you dare to touch her again, I will let the entire Mo family be buried with her!"
"You..." Mo Tieyi was stunned. Based on his understanding of his grandson, he knew that Mo Jia could do what he said.
But the "she" he was talking about was Su Huanhuan, or... the dead Xihua...