Chapter 1108

In recent days, Mr. Lian has been thinking about it carefully and going to investigate, but he can't find anything. He finds more and more that something is not right.

"Are you doubting what I said?" The man was displeased and his voice grew colder.

"No! I can't. I just suddenly miss ah Ying. " Mr. Lian quickly bowed his head, palms full of sweat.

He stepped forward and stood in front of Mr. Lian: "I don't want to have this idea again."

Mr. Lian answered. He turned and walked out. He said: "it's been so many years. If you can't even fight a mo Yanchen, I don't know what face you have to see ah Ying."

This is like a root, constantly branded in Mr. Lian's heart.

"Ah Ying, what's the matter with you?" Mr. Lian stood in the hall and turned to look out of the window. He was a little confused. He wanted to know if she would really commit suicide.

She has a strong personality. How could she commit suicide suddenly? At that time, she said that she was pregnant and her child was mo Yanchen's. she said that she would marry Mo Yanchen, but Mo Yanchen ignored her. Because of this, Mo Yanchen was punished! Afterwards, he also said that Mo Yanchen did not leave, so he should not know her.

"What's going on?" Mr. Lian kept holding his head. The more he thought about it, the more headache he had.

He shouldn't have doubted the truth. The more he did, the worse he found himself.

"Mo Yanchen, it's you! That's what you say when you want to get rid of the suspicion, isn't it? " Mr. Lian was biting his teeth and constantly asking himself, thinking like this, he felt better.

It was dark. After leaving the club, Mo Sanmiao drove back to Mo's house.

"Mo Sanmiao, where have you been?" The ink red sandalwood sits in the hall, after looking at him to come back, gets up to walk toward him, smelling his body is full of wine smell: "went to drink?"

Mo Sanmiao looked at her: "I'm your brother. Why do you always call him brother and call me Mo Sanmiao?"

"Isn't it all the same?" Mo red sandalwood listen to, run forward to pull his arm: "it is because of Pro brother, just don't so intimate, but you have something wrong, should not have other mind?"

"No Mo Sanmiao pushes her away and walks upstairs.

Mo red sandalwood looked at his figure, silent, returned to the hall, watching Shen Chengjing's TV play, while holding a mobile phone to play.

"Dad." Mo Sanmiao walks into his study and sees Mo qieyong sitting on one side, looking at the documents. He steps forward and sits down.

"What's the matter?"

Mo Sanmiao sat there, looking at Mo qieyong.

"Dad, do you think you are inferior to your uncle at home?"

When Mo Sanmiao asked, Mo qieyong took off his glasses: "what are you talking about? Everyone has the same status. He is the eldest brother. I respect him! In terms of ability, I am really inferior to him! Think about that year, I met a lot of problems, and it was him who dealt with them for me. "

"You don't have a lot of thoughts. The most important thing in life is Anfen! You see, before, your mother and your aunt quarreled like that, now they are willing to calm down? We Mohists are different from other families. Don't play games with those who are intrigued. The most important thing in life is to be safe and self-sufficient. " Mocheyong looked at him meaningfully and reasoned with him.

"Don't be cocky!" Mocheyong added another sentence.

"Dad, I'm just talking about it!" Mo Sanmiao said quickly, reached for a cup of tea and took a sip, hiding his emotion.

"Good! Go back to sleep. " Said Merceron.

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