"By the way, Beichen, why did you run back alone? What about Jun Hao?" Huang Kaiyun calmed down from the panic just now, and only then did he remember that his son-in-law did not come back together.

"Uh... His company is too busy to leave. Mo Beichen hurriedly found a reason to prevaricate.

"Is it? so busy that you can't spare any time?" Although he knew what was going on with this engagement, Mo Zhendong couldn't help but have some complaints.

"Of course!" Mo Beichen immediately smiled, sat down beside Mo Zhendong, and took his hand, "Dad, you also know that people are big groups! She turned to Huang Kaiyun again.

"It's... Yes, yes. Zhendong, don't just ask the east and the west, hurry up and ask your daughter what she wants to eat at noon?" Huang Kaiyun's eyes flashed, and he looked at Mo Zhendong.

Mo Zhendong seemed to have an understanding, and hurriedly diverted the topic about Hyun Junhao, "Yes, Beichen." Tell me what you want to eat, and Daddy will show you a hand. ”

"Sweet and sour pork ribs, steamed grouper, lotus root soup and ......" Mo Beichen reported a large list of dish names in one breath.

The lunch menu was so hearty that the small table was almost full.

Huang Kaiyun vigorously put vegetables in her bowl, and her father also persuaded her to eat more. Mo Beichen didn't care about speaking, so he had to hurriedly deliver food to his mouth.

"Slow down...... Slow down, are their Xuan family treating you badly? Look at my daughter who is hungry. Huang Kaiyun's strange tone.

"Hmm... Nothing. Mo Beichen defended on his lips, but he panicked sourly in his heart.

Are they feeling guilty for marrying him into the Xuan family?

If so, then the real guilt should be herself now, right? There is such a big thing at home, and she can't help at all, but her parents have to worry about her.

"Beichen, why don't you eat it?" Mo Zhendong noticed her loss of consciousness.

"Heh, eat. Mo Beichen waved the chopsticks in his hand, and put a piece of meat into Mo Zhendong's bowl, "Dad, you can eat it too!"

"Well, good..."

As soon as lunch was over, Mo Zhendong excused himself that he had something to do in the factory and wanted to go out, and Huang Kaiyun said that he wanted to accompany him.

Mo Beichen knew in his heart that they were going to find a way to make money, so he also proposed to return to Jin City.

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Back in Jin City, as soon as Mo Beichen stepped into the house, Sister-in-law Qing greeted her with a nervous expression.

"Young grandma, young master has returned, waiting for you in the study upstairs. ”

Sister-in-law Qing didn't expect that the male owner would come back so early today. If he had known what she said, he would not have agreed to Mo Beichen going home, judging from Hyun Junhao's face just now, he was angry.

"Okay, I got it. Mo Beichen's tone was calm, but there were ripples in his heart.

I had known this man for less than two days, but his unruly and cold personality was obvious, especially the extremely unfriendly way he looked at himself. Now, she unexpectedly learned that she married into the Xuan family because of a deal, so she always had to grovel in front of him.

What's more, on the way back, she had already decided: since Mrs. Xuan had already been her own gold owner once, she was not afraid to let Xuan Junhao do it once. Anyway, their Xuan family is now their own creditor, so he has the right to pay off the debt. The 800,000 of the parents, let's break through from Hyun Junhao!

Thinking of this, she walked upstairs and mustered up the courage to push open the door of the study.

In the huge room, he didn't turn on the lights, and even the curtains were ajar. A large part of the afterglow of dusk was cut off from the window, and the whole room was darkened at once. Hyun Joon-ho leaned back in the wide boss chair, his back to the door so that his face could not be seen clearly.

"I'm back. Standing behind him, Mo Beichen shouted. is weak, revealing her weakness.

What is she afraid of? Could it be that she has become some heinous sin when she goes home?

After a while, the man turned around slowly, and there was a coldness in his magnetic voice, "Where did you go?"

"Go home. She held her head high, cheering herself up.

Her understated answer made him a little annoyed, but still without losing his upbringing and nobility. "Running home on the second day of the wedding, what's the matter? Don't you think it's comfortable to live here?" he simply got up from his chair, walked around the table to her, and looked at her condescendingly, his dense chest almost touching the tip of her nose.

"I was in a hurry to get home, so I didn't have time to tell you. She subconsciously took a step back, avoiding the man's range.

But he didn't know that it was such a subtle action that made Hyun Junhao slightly angry.

This woman, who is as docile as a lamb on the outside, actually contradicts him behind his back, including marrying into the Xuan family with a dead face. On the second day of the engagement, I ran to my mother's house, and I still looked like nothing happened!

He hurried a few steps to force her back into a corner, leaving no room for anything.

"Since you want to marry in, you have to follow my rules of the game. This is not a place where you can come and go if you want to!" He leaned in front of her, his eyes shivering with coldness. The man's breath hit her cheek, leaving her a little confused.

"I, I... It's really because of something that ......" She began to speak incoherently, not looking directly into his scrutinizing eyes, her thick eyelashes flickering a few times.

"Really?" the man stretched out his slender fingers and grabbed her chin violently, the force of his hand unconsciously heavier, "Look at me and answer!"

"It hurts—" she wanted to pull his hand away, but she didn't want to annoy him even more.

The man simply freed up one hand and locked her hands behind him, firmly against the corner, in an ambiguous posture. "I told you to answer me!"

She was in pain and was about to burst into tears. It's just a trip home. Is it necessary for him to be so angry? This man is really uncertain!

No, her silence was interpreted as another kind of resistance, a woman who didn't know how to lift!

Finally, Mo Beichen's tears of pain fell. "I'm sorry, I should have told you in advance..."

All he wanted was her compromise.

"Tsk... Tsk, look, how pitiful! That's how you tricked my grandmother, right?" his tone was mocking, but he didn't let her go in the slightest.

At such a close distance, the fragrance on her body rushed into her nose, and the roundness of her chest rose and fell because of crying, passing you through thin clothes

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of the breath.

A hint of cunning crossed her dark eyes, "Miss Mo can't patronize to make my grandma happy, right, but also learn to make me satisfied?"

"You... What do you want to do?" a trace of fear flashed in Mo Beichen's heart.

"What do you say?" Hyun Joon-ho leaned over, his thin lips pressed to the base of her ear to speak.