President Mo, Your Ex-Wife Ran Away Again!

She said, how could there be such a thin quilt in the room, it turned out that this little nizi had done something.

But Shen Xilan had something in her heart, depressed, and wanted to cheer up and laugh, but she could only move the corners of her mouth: "Don't do this next time, your brother and I won't change because of this."

"Oh." Mo Shu's smile disappeared, and he leaned against the door frame with his head shrugged.

"We are all sleeping together, and we still can't change it. Sure enough, I don't understand the world of your old people."

She had regrets, and she always talked back to Shen Xilan before, even her sister-in-law didn't even bother to scream.

Now I want to call, but no one will give it.

Shen Xilan asked silently: "Old people?"

She is less than 28 years old! Old people?

"Not at all, just be together when you like it, and be together when you feel it, awkward, procrastinating, what is it that is not an old person? Humph." Mo Shu looked down.

She has had such a simple time.

Thinking of the time she and Mo Jingsen spent together eight years ago when they were in their prime of youth, it really seemed like a lifetime.

"Yes, yes, as long as you are young and decisive, I am an old man, okay?" Shen Xilan admitted simply.

The two brothers and sisters didn't lose a mother's birth, and they both liked to choke with her.

Mo Shu was stunned: "I'll admit it? You should prove that you are not an elderly person, and then follow your feelings? He said that you and my brother both eat this set of radical methods?"

he?

"Who said?" Shen Xilan asked.

Which military division is so unreliable?

Mo Shu stomped his foot, and then withdrew, "Mo Xin! I asked him to settle the account, but I was fooled!"

Just after Mo Shu left, Mo Jingsen came out. He glanced at Mo Shu's back and asked, "What's wrong with her?"

Shen Xilan raised her eyebrows: "Mo Shu has always been called Mo Xin?"

"Well, what's the matter?" Mo Jingsen didn't realize that there was anything wrong.

"What is Mo Xin's name Mo Shu?"

Mo Jingsen's brows frowned: "Our family didn't use Mo Xin as an outsider, and he was called the same as ours. He is also Mo Shu's brother."

But last night, Grandpa Mo said that Mo Shu likes bullying Mo Xin the most.

Then Mo Xin is willing to bully Mo Shu, right?

She looked at Mo Xin because she loved Mo Shu very much. She was even more spoiled than Mo Jingsen's brother. Maybe, she thought too much.

"Let's go, Grandpa is waiting." Mo Jingsen walked out of the bedroom.

Shen Xilan followed behind him, thinking about Mo Tao again in his mind.

During her years abroad, she had seen a lot of methods with Mu Ziyun, but they were only in struggle. She has seen people injured, but she has never seen a dead person, let alone any experience involved.

It is undeniable that about Mo Tao, she was somewhat frightened.

But she was all guessing, and she couldn't mess around with herself before the results came out.

When he walked to Elder Mo, Shen Xilan had stabilized his emotions.

"Grandpa." Mo Jingsen and Shen Xilan called in unison.

"Well, sit down and have breakfast with the old man." Mo Lao pointed to the chair with a kind expression on his face.

Shen Xilan and Mo Jinglin sat down separately, and breakfast began to be on the table.

Mr. Mo is thrifty, and he always doesn't like extravagance and waste in eating, but this time he is grounded and peculiar, that is, one bowl of porridge, one dish of side dishes, and Xiao Long Bao.

"Girl Lan, are you accustomed to eating?" Mo Lao asked.

Shen Xilan smiled and nodded: "I also ate like this for a while."

She eats like this when she is with the master, because it is the master’s habit.

She was also trained to do these things.

Mo Lao has the same preference, should this be a coincidence?

"Really?" Mo Lao said unconsciously, but his thoughts went elsewhere. After a while, he said again: "That old thing likes to eat like this the most, I'm afraid it hasn't changed until death."

Shen Xilan took the chopsticks hand and looked at Mo Lao.

Old Mo smiled, even if they were wrapped in wrinkles, they still looked straight at her with shrewd eyes: "Liang Zhongtian, don't you?"

Shen Xilan looked around the room reflexively, only to realize that the servant had already been removed, leaving only the three of them.

Mo Jingsen probably heard something, but he didn't understand much and listened in silence.

"Girl, who are you in Zhongtian?" Mo Lao asked straightforwardly.

Shen Xilan knew that he couldn't hide it anymore, and Mo Laoqing retired from others, which also showed that he would not spread the matter out.

She put down her chopsticks and said sternly: "It's my master."

Elder Mo retracted the pressure he had just released, and sighed lovingly, "So you are his apprentice." After he finished speaking, he became a little sad and asked, "Are you there when he left?"

"I sent the master away. He didn't go painfully, he didn't suffer from the pain."

"That old guy, he insisted on going abroad, saying he didn't want to die alone by someone he was familiar with. I was also worried that he would not be sent to death. Fortunately, he figured it out and accepted you as a good apprentice. It's good to go without pain. I also want to be like him. It is a blessing to be able to walk away."

"Grandpa, you will definitely live a hundred years old." Shen Xilan said quickly.

She really felt that Elder Mo would definitely live a long time, and hoped that he would live a long time.

Old Mo smiled: "The girl can talk."

"Grandpa, how did you guess that I have a relationship with the master? Is it because I carved that jade sculpture?" Shen Xilan was puzzled.

To be honest, she has never seen the objects carved by the master.

When she met the master, his hands had been useless for a long time. It was all his guidance. She was thinking about carving it herself. No matter how she wanted to resemble it, there was still a certain gap between the skills of the master.

Hearing this, Mo Lao told Mo Jingsen: "Go to my room and fetch the two jade sculptures from my safe."

Putting it in the safe shows that Mo Lao attaches great importance to it, and Mo Jingsen can open the safe, but it shows that the old man has already regarded his property as all for Mo Jingsen.

Shen Xilan couldn't help feeling a little bit, Mo Lao really trusted Mo Jingsen this grandson wholeheartedly.

Mo Jingsen quickly took it out.

I saw that the two jade carvings were both longevity and boundless, and even the shapes, sizes, and lines were similar, but if you look closely, you can see the hands of different people, because one is more delicate.

Shen Xilan picked up one of the objects in surprise: "Is this my master carved it?"

No wonder Mo Lao's attitude changed immediately after she sent the jade sculpture that time. He could bear for so long before asking, Mo Lao is really amazing.

Mo Lao nodded: "Although it is his early work, by comparison, you are considered to be more blue than blue. The old man's craftsmanship has been passed down, and he can live well in his life."

"I am very lucky to meet the master." Shen Xilan said sincerely.

If it weren't for the master, how could she have the present.

"Well, let's eat, it's almost cold." Old Mo took a sip of the porridge bowl.

After breakfast, Mr. Mo said again: "He Jingsen often comes back to live, this is also your home."

This is also your home. These words are too warm and too heavy, and Shen Xilan's heart feels sour.

She smiled reluctantly: "Okay, Grandpa."

Old Mo looked at Mo Jingsen, and said, "We don't need to cover up when we marry a grandson and daughter-in-law of the Mo family. Find a time to make up the wedding, or hold a press conference and show up together."

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