"Bastard, you, you, want to join forces, do you want to me off, daughter, she...... My daughter ......" At this moment, Mo Wancheng angrily pointed at Mo Sijue, who was standing behind Ying Yaruo, and asked angrily, "Then who is he?" He's not my biological son? You lied to me, you lied to him, and you deceived our Mo family, where did you put me?

"Master, I was wrong, I have no complaints about how you want to punish me, but please, put out the fire first, don't be angry with your body, then my sin will be even greater." Ying Yaruo pounced on him, wanting to hug his body, but was thought of, but was slapped in the face by Mo Wancheng and hated, and suddenly became red and swollen.

Behind him, Mo Sijue hurriedly reached out to support his mother's body, not letting her fall to the ground. Mo Sichun next to him suddenly cried, for the first time now, he saw his father angry at his mother, and he was rude, for a while, I don't know what to do?

In the entire hall of the Mo family, they were in a mess, crying and crying, hiding, and the people, who had poor knowledge, slipped away, and in a huge place, only their family was left dead, and the air was frozen.

It feels like a long time, the angry Mo Wancheng, first relieved himself, the slap on his wife's face, even more than his own heart, if it is said that her approach was indeed wrong at the beginning, then he also has to bear half of the responsibility, the eight generations of the Mo family, Mrs. Mo's harsh words, for the young bride who just entered the Mo family, the pressure he was under, he was indeed seriously neglected back then, who is to blame?

There was another long sigh and a slow wave of his hand, "Jue'er, take your sister upstairs, I want to talk to your mother, I have something to say to your mother." ”

"Yes." Mo Sijue helped Ying Yaruo to the sofa first, and then came back to help the kneeling Mo Sichun up from the ground.

Although Mo Sichun was reluctant to leave his mother, when he saw the eyes handed over by Mo Sijue, he understood that the rest of the time should be left for them......

"I'm sorry to hurt you." Mo Wancheng sat beside his wife, and grabbed Ying Yaruo's hand painfully, the young husband and wife are old companions, his only one, no matter what she has done, now he wants to forgive her, everything is not to blame, start from scratch.

Now the task is to find his own daughter, reunite the family, and never be separated again.

"Thank you...... Xie Lu Xie ......"

Ying Yaruo slowly leaned her head on her husband's shoulder, many years of melancholy, bitterness, fear, worry, instantly unloaded, a warm current naturally rose in her heart, her heart was much more steady, she did not marry the wrong person, her happiness came from her husband, he used the man's lenient Xiong bosom, shared everything for her, and also tolerated her faults.

"Don't worry, tomorrow morning, we will go and pick up the child back, no matter what way it is, we will definitely compensate her to the greatest extent, love her well, love her well, just like our other two children." The fog under Mo Wancheng's eyes dispersed, and he returned to his usual calm and composure.

He now knows that Leng Xin'er is his daughter, and if he wants to take the child back, he must first solve Yan Lie's trouble, through all the signs in the past, as well as the secret surveillance, he deeply understands that it is impossible for her to go home smoothly.

"By the way, today Yan Shao has already spoken in person, and he will marry our daughter soon, what do you think, before he goes home, he is going to marry out of Lu, I am so reluctant~"

"Madam, don't worry, if he Yan Lie wants to marry the daughter of our Mo family, it won't be so easy." ……