Su Ziyin, who was waiting outside the door, had already seen all this, and she was so angry that she was shaking slightly and clenching her pink fists tightly. Next to her, Su Zhihong, who was about to take her in, also had a complicated expression.
In the strange atmosphere, Su Ziyin held her father's arm and slowly entered the room. Passing by Yan Xihua, she glared at her with hatred, and Yan Xihua's lips turned up with a hint of pride.
Clearly arrogant.
Su Ziyin walked step by step towards the long-haired handsome man standing not far away. Even if the Mo family had ulterior motives, even if his heart belonged to him, in the face of such an outstanding man, which woman wouldn't want to marry?
No matter what kind of tricks Yan Xihua does behind the scenes, the protagonist today is always her! She is the only woman who can become Mrs. Mo clearly and righteously!
Su Zhihong's face showed no joy at marrying his daughter. Instead, he was worried. When he handed Su Ziyin's hand to Mo Jia, the latter didn't even look at it. He turned around and stood in front of the altar. His arrogance made Su Zhihong a little
Annoyed and about to explode, Su Ziyin pulled her father away and walked over.
Standing next to Mojia, her heart couldn't stop trembling. She needed to say the three words "I do" for a while, and then all her wishes would come true!
Liu Su'e looked at her daughter and was overjoyed. She had been worried for a while, but now she could finally relax. As long as she could marry into the Mo family, she and her daughter would not have to worry about it for the rest of their lives.
Yan Xihua was calm on the surface, but she was sneering in her heart. Whether it was Su Ziyin or Liu Su'e, their eager faces made her sick. If it weren't for Mo Jia's safety, she would not let such a woman succeed! However, also
Fortunately, Su Ziyin is superficial, and women like this usually can't make any big waves.
Seeing that his grandson was about to get married, Mo Tieyi could finally let go of his worries. As long as he married Su Ziyin and consolidated the restless strange thing in his body, the next step would be to find his reincarnation and save him.
The whole family's curse!
The wedding is still going on.
Mojia didn't listen to a word of what the priest was saying. His face suddenly became a little ugly, and the cold sweat on his forehead trickled down his perfect face. His breathing began to become heavy, and his hands couldn't help but clenched. He was tall.
His upright body was trembling slightly.
Behind him, Mo Sheng noticed his strangeness and raised his eyebrows quietly.
Is he going to have an attack at this time?
Just when the priest asked if he wanted to marry Su Ziyin, Mojia suddenly fell to the ground, and there was an uproar on the court.
"Mojia!" Mo Tieyi hurriedly asked Sister Zhong to push him over to have a look.
When Mojia raised a pair of eyes that were changing color slightly, he was startled and decisively asked someone to take him down to rest, while the guests were greeted by Sister Zhong to join the banquet first.
Su Ziyin didn't expect that such an accident would happen at a critical moment. She was angry and helpless, so she had to pretend to be concerned and move forward, "Mojia, are you okay?"
Unexpectedly, before he could get closer, Yan Xihua pushed him away and stood by his side instead, "Mo Jia?"
Su Ziyin was so angry that her teeth were itching, but since such people were present and everyone was worried about Mo Jia, she couldn't say anything. Liu Su'e walked up to her daughter, pointed at Yan Xihua, and asked angrily, "Who is this woman?
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Su Ziyin smiled coldly, "Before, she was Mo Jia's lover. Now, besides mistress and mistress, I really can't think of any other adjective that suits her better."
Liu Su'e understood that she could openly hold Mo Jia's hand and walk out. This mistress is really not an easy person!
Mojia's expression was a little painful, his eyes were tightly closed, and his brows were tangled in one place. With every breath he took, his face became paler, and the frequency of his chest rising and falling became longer.
"Do you want to call a doctor?" Yan Xihua said anxiously.
Mo Sheng glanced at him and wrote lightly, "For him, doctors are useless."
Yan Xihua seemed to have realized something, with a hint of disbelief in her eyes.
Mo Tieyi's face was tense. He didn't expect that Mo Jia would have an attack at this juncture, and judging from his appearance this time, it was more violent than the previous times.
Mojia was already a little confused. His eyes were changing rapidly. The unbearable pain in his body was like a poisonous snake, opening its bloody mouth and eroding his internal organs bit by bit with venom. It was a kind of pain that ordinary people could not
The pain of imagination is a power that will destroy you when it hurts.
His lips murmured and seemed to be saying something, but no one could hear him clearly.
The scene in front of them made everyone at a loss. The few people who knew the inside story were even more silent. Yan Xihua was anxious in her eyes and had no choice but to see Mo Jia holding a phone in his hand and calling someone.
Similar.
She was startled, lowered her head, and when she saw the name on the screen, her head suddenly buzzed.
"Stupid maid", is that the woman Su Ziyin mentioned?
All of Mojia's actions are unconscious. He just wants to do this instinctively. As for the reason, he is not clear. Subconsciously, he wants to find Huanhuan, wants her by his side, and wants her to drive away his pain!
Quietly, Yan Xihua hung up his phone.
Mo Jia's pain was intensifying, accompanied by bursts of unbearable roars. Su Ziyin and her daughter were frightened by his appearance, and huddled in the corner and did not dare to come forward. Mo Tieyi was lowering his head to discuss something with Sister Zhong, his eyes
From time to time, he glanced at Su Ziyin.
Mo Sheng, on the other hand, had been keeping a close eye on Mo Jia, and from his occasionally squirming lips, he could clearly read a person's name...
At this moment, Mo Jia let out a low roar and rolled from the bed to the ground. His black hair turned silver, his face was as pale as paper, and his bloodthirsty eyes were so enchanting that they were bloody.
"Ah!" Su Ziyin and her daughter screamed in fright, freezing in place and not daring to move.
Big beads of sweat rolled down Mojia's cheeks and stuck to the carpet. His silver hair spread out, making his face look even paler. This change was unprecedentedly violent, and the strange thing was imprisoned in his body.
, began to want to break through the restraints, torturing his nerves.
"Ah——" he roared, startling everyone.
Mo Tieyi was anxious. He had never seen his grandson like this before! He had seen the frightened Su Ziyin, and he was struggling. What should he do? Would it be effective to have sex before performing the ceremony? He had no time to think about it anymore.
He immediately ordered, "Ah Zhong, send Mo Jia and Zi Yin back!"
Su Ziyin learned the truth from her father, and now that she saw it with her own eyes, it was indeed shocking, but she quickly calmed down.
Sister Zhong understood what the old man meant, and after responding, she sent someone to help him.
Mo Sheng stood aside and stared coldly, as if he was seeing a farce.
Blood began to flow from the corners of Mojia's mouth, flowing on his sickly white face, which was indescribably weird and coquettish.
He opened his mouth impatiently, his lips still moving.
Sister Zhong noticed carefully, "Young Master, you seem to want to say something."
"He... said nothing." Yan Xihua lowered her head and said calmly.
She was closest to him, how could she not hear what he said?
He was clearly calling that woman's name!
Su Huan Huan!
He is calling Su Huanhuan!!
"No?" Sister Zhong was very suspicious and frowned.
Yan Xihua gritted her teeth and nodded, "Yeah!"
"He's looking for Huanhuan." A sudden voice caught everyone's attention.