The Mo family was at a loss, and they didn't care about Ye Rufeng's words, Mo Yi's face was very dark, yes, Ye Yinuo sacrificed to save his brother, but Ye Rufeng couldn't talk like that, what is life for life, they didn't want Ye Yinuo to die, but the tragedy had happened, Mo Yi clenched his fists.

Mo Jin's face is not good-looking, originally Ye Yinuo's death was a big blow to them, he has never owed others a favor when he is so big, and now it is indeed a big favor that cannot be repaid, Mo Jin looked at Ye Rufeng seriously: "If my death can bring Nuo Nuo back to life, I am happy, you want my life now, and I will not resist." ”

Ye Rufeng twisted his head to the side proudly, ignoring Mo Jin, he was in a very bad mood now.

Mo Yi stood up suddenly: "If you want to change your name with your life, I'm also here!" I am responsible for the disaster, and I will bear it. "He will never allow his brother to have another accident, then he will not survive.

Ye Rufeng heard the conversation between the two brothers, he was very disdainful, laughed sarcastically, and clapped his hands: "It's really exciting!" ”

Mo Yi's face turned blue with anger, and he looked at Ye Rufeng: "What do you want?" ”

Mother Ye put down her chopsticks and had a headache: "Don't make any noise, I have a headache." ”

Ye Luofan looked at Ye's mother anxiously: "Mom, where are you uncomfortable?" ”

Mother Ye's face was very painful: "Don't quarrel, Mo Jin, Mo Yi, we won't want any of your lives, we came to Rome to see what kind of person my daughter died to save, but I didn't expect it to be the son of my friend for many years, now I don't want to blame anyone because of Nuo Nuo's matter, things are already like this, no matter what we do, Nuo Nuo can't save it, like the wind, you are done venting today, and you are not allowed to say such strict words in the future." Mother Ye looked at Ye Rufeng very strictly, she didn't want to make everyone's relationship so stiff.

Ye Rufeng looked at his mother's painful face, very distressed, what he cared about most was his family, he didn't want his family to be sad the most, and now the person he loved the most was gone, even if he was unhappy, Ye Rufeng didn't refute Ye's mother's words: "I know, Mom." He stood up and walked out, he needed to be quiet for himself now.

After dinner, everyone sat in the living room, and Mother Ye took He Jia's hand: "It's really fate, He Jia, do you remember our agreement 18 years ago?" ”

He Jia also smiled helplessly: "Remember, Mo Jin was 4 years old, you just got pregnant, we made an appointment, if you give birth to a daughter, you will marry my son." He Jia glanced at his son, but he didn't expect his son to be unexpectedly, cough~

Mo Jin, Mo Zi, Mo Chen, Mo Yi, and even Luo Fan and Rufeng did not interject, listening intently to what their adults had to say.

Wanyu fell into memory, there was a touch of sadness on his face, but he was still smiling: "Yes, your son, I booked 18 years ago, but I didn't expect that after 18 years, they didn't have our guidance, and they actually met by themselves, which is really fateful." It's just that there is no part, and the evening rain did not say the second half of the sentence.

He Jia looked at Mother Ye very seriously: "Evening rain, I'm really sorry." ”

Mother Ye smiled gently: "Don't say I'm sorry, since I intended to marry my daughter to your son 18 years ago, then they can meet by themselves after 18 years, it is their own fate, my daughter died in order to save your son, this proves that my daughter still loves your son very much, your son is very good, worthy of my daughter's love, I also know my daughter very well, if she didn't save Mo Jin at the beginning, and the guide was killed, then my daughter will definitely live like a walking corpse now and even in the future, Now that your son has survived, it can be regarded as a blessing in misfortune. ”

Mother Ye's words made Mo Jin even more embarrassed, and also made Mo Yi lower his head in shame, only Ye Rufeng, who was standing at the door, his chest rose and fell violently, his fists were clenched, and his anger could be imagined