Jiang Hongying yelled at him for a moment, and then wiped the corners of her eyes, "What are you yelling at me? I'm in that home, lonely, since you had an accident, your father brought back that woman and the son she gave birth to, when have I ever felt better in my heart? If you don't sympathize with me, forget it, and now you're still yelling at me? I don't care so much for you." ”

Mo Hao's mind was surging just now, and he would have calmed down. glanced at Qi Yuming, and saw that his face was indifferent, his jaw line was hard, but his eyes flashed with a dangerous light, which was elusively fast.

"Mom, what can you do to fight with them without your son's backing, you should be more careful when you talk and act in the old mansion in the future, don't be caught by them, and make your father even more disappointed in you when the time comes. Qi Yuming said frustrating words, but his expression, where did he have the depression of bowing his head and admitting defeat?

Mo Hao thought, maybe it was to save the last dignity for himself.

Jiang Hongying was sad for no reason, wiped her tears and did not speak.

"Mom, Mama Li will stay by your side to take care of it, and my son will ...... here" The pair of rippling phoenix eyes shone towards Mo Hao with an unclear light, "This woman has taken good care of me, in the future, she will be responsible for my daily life, if I am a little dissatisfied, see how I clean her up!"

The three words at the end are completely popping out of the teeth.

Jiang Hongying said viciously, "Yes, you should clean her up fiercely, women can't get used to it!"

Mo Hao: "...... Mrs. Qi, where did you put you when you said this???

Although Jiang Hongying couldn't clean up Mo Hao directly, after listening to her son's words, she decided that Mo Hao would not have a good life in the future, so she left happily.

After she left, Mo Hao concentrated on coaxing Jinsheng, and felt a cold gaze staring at her, and her heart was a little hanging.

Not long after, there was a sudden spicy pain on her face, but it was Jinsheng who touched the left side of her face.

Mo Hao gasped in pain.

Before he finished pumping this cool breath, he was stunned again.

She stared intently at Jinsheng.

Jin Sheng stared at the left side of her face, her little face burning and worried, and her throat was like a low sobbing whimper like a wounded little beast.

Thinking about it again, Jinsheng seems to have had mood swings from the time she was beaten.

Realizing that Jinsheng might be worried about her, Mo Hao's heart burst out with a strong joy, "Xiaojin, you can feel the mood changes of the people around you, right?"

Jin Sheng said awkwardly, "Whew...... Whew......"

As he spoke, he blew into her face.

The soft wind swept across her face, but it was better than a panacea.

A smile bloomed across her face. What pain, what grievances, all disappear at this moment.

Qi Yuming had never seen Mo Hao so happy.

The Mo Hao he had seen was calm and rational, proud and unyielding, but he just forced her to be anxious, and she would show her claws.

But I haven't seen her smile from the bottom of her heart, her perennial cold shallow eyes seem to ignite clusters of fireworks, brilliant like a peony that gradually blooms, the country is fragrant, bright and moving.

It's not that Mo Hao can't laugh, it's just that her smile on weekdays is perfunctory, courteous, and reluctant......

"Young master, the documents you want. ”

It wasn't until Qi Bo's voice suddenly sounded above his head that Qi Yuming realized that he was thinking about Mo Hao in his mind just now.

He snorted secretly in his heart, took the document in Qi Bo's hand, and walked to the door in a wheelchair.

Mo Hao glanced at the document in Qi Bo's hand, it turned out that he had come back to get something.

As soon as the idea came out, she hooked the corners of her lips self-deprecatingly, could it be that she still expected him to come back on purpose to relieve herself?

Uncle Qi reminded Mo Hao in a low voice, "Young grandma, young master is leaving, won't you send it away?"

Qi Yuming heard it, and his hand in the wheelchair slowed down unconsciously.

Mo Hao glanced at Qi Yuming, from her angle, she could only see the man's hair combed back meticulously, revealing a smooth forehead, the eyebrows that flew into the sideburns implied a fierce sword aura, the tails of the eyes were slightly raised, looking cold, the bridge of the nose and jaw line were stiff, and the corners of the lips were tightly pursed.

Although it was a perfect side kill, his whole person revealed the information that he was not easy to mess with, so he shook his head gently.

Qi Yuming kept paying attention to her out of the corner of his eye, and when he saw this scene, he snorted heavily, "Let her send it?" I'm afraid that I won't want to be peaceful all the way." ”

Mo Hao puffed out his cheeks, and a thin layer of anger rose in his chest.

Are you scolding her for a broom star?