Nice To Meet You, Mr. Xiao

Worried that the man wouldn't believe it, she handed the phone to him.

Xiao Mohan snatched the phone and put it on the table with his backhand. He stared at her with his deep black eyes and said in a hoarse voice, "Chuchu, my husband wants to keep her for a few more years."

"It doesn't matter whether we stay or not. Even if Xiaoliu is with him, he won't leave us. Now let's see if Mo Shuainan will stay. Besides, don't forget that there is Yijue. When Mo Shuainan thinks of Xiaoliu, I'm afraid... You have to pass the test of Yijue," Gu Chuyan said.

Xiao Yijue's methods were learned from Xiao Mohan, and they were terrifyingly cruel.

Nowadays, the cold Xiao Yijue can be said to be frightening.

"Well." She wanted to say something else, but her mouth was blocked by the man. She put her little hands on his shoulders and held them hard. Her heartbeat suddenly accelerated and he held him down.

Her slender hair, like seaweed, spread behind her, highlighting her fair skin.

"Knock, knock, knock," there was a knock on the door.

"What's the matter?" The good thing was interrupted. Xiao Mohan hugged Gu Chuyan unhappily. Feeling the smile in the woman's eyes, he became even more unhappy.

Xiao Jiajun stood outside and did not come in. His displeasure could be felt through the air.

"Master, I called you and said that I haven't finished chatting with you yet. Is your mobile phone out of battery, so you turned it off?" Xiao Jiajun stood outside the door and asked in confusion.

Gu Chuyan covered her mouth and couldn't help laughing.

She walked out, opened the door and said, "Give me the phone."

"Yes, madam." Xiao Jiajun said.

He handed over the phone and immediately exited, fearing that Xiao Mohan would skin him.

She took the phone, handed it to the man and said, "Take it."

The man took a deep breath, held his cell phone around her waist, kissed her, and then said: "There is no need to delve into this matter further, it is meaningless.'

"Why is it meaningless? I discovered that Mo Shuainan is not a boy, but a man. He obviously has another woman outside. In this case, how could he and Xiaoliu..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his mind seemed to be struck by lightning.

"How could I forget this? Damn it." Wenshui's whole body collapsed, feeling as if he had lost his memory.

He repeatedly asked about this matter, but unexpectedly he felt like he was slapping himself in the face.

He immediately hung up the phone, holding the phone with mixed feelings.

At this moment, Xiao Yichu walked out of the bedroom, dressed in home clothes, came to him, and asked in a low voice, "Uncle, is Mo Shuainan's injury okay?"

"I can't die." Wenshui said very unhappy.

He rubbed his chin, and the more he looked at it, the more he liked it, and then he said, "Xiao Liu, have you ever thought about considering that boy of mine?"

"Huh?" Xiao Yichu looked at him in confusion, and it took him a while to react.

Before she could say anything, Mo Yangxue walked out, pulled her into his arms and said, "Wen Shui, if you have some ideas, it's better not to mess around with them. Do you think Gu Chengdong will allow you to have Xiaoliu's ideas when he's here?"

Xiao Yichu's beauty and talent are the best choice for everyone's daughter-in-law. Unfortunately, Xiao Yichu seems to be born just to be with Mo Shuainan.

It cannot be denied that Xiao Yichu and Mo Shuainan seem to be a match made in heaven, no one can refute it.

"I'll go see him." Xiao Yichu said.

She pushed the door open and walked in. Wenshui folded her hands on her chest, stared at the door, and said, "That boy in my family is so fucking disappointing."

"Who are you talking about?" At this time, Feng Tianjing was like a queen, walking with a wind-like domineering air.

A faint smile appeared on Mo Yangxue's lips, and she retreated silently, fearing that if the two of them fought, she would be implicated...