Chapter 110: The United Front, Gradually Revealing Killing Opportunities!
In the attic of the main Mo family, in the hall, Mo Minghui sat in a wheelchair and quietly looked at Long Qinghuai and Long Jiahao, who were sitting across the road, with a calm face and a light smile on his face: "Brother Long, what I just said is what my father meant, and I also recognize Jiahao as an excellent young man, but Ziyun's attitude is very resolute, so we can't help it." ”
Long Qinghuai's face was very dark at the moment, before the birthday banquet, he went to find Mo Lao, and talked about this marriage straight to the point, at that time, Mo Lao was also vague and vague.
He knew Mo Lao, if it really reached that level, he wouldn't care about Mo Ziyun's feelings. It can be seen that there are variables in things now, where is this variable? Long Qinghuai couldn't guess for a while.
Long Qinghuai was silent for a while with a dark face, and Long Jiahao, who was standing behind him, was about to come out, but he couldn't speak directly.
"Brother Minghui, I want to meet the old man. In my opinion, this matter is already a foregone conclusion, Ziyun ran to Xihai on the day of his engagement with Jiahao three years ago, although the engagement ceremony was not completed, but people outside knew that Jiahao and Ziyun were already a young couple. ”
"Now the old man is still hesitating, do you mean...... Think my Long family is not worthy of your Mo family? Long Qinghuai felt that it was time to put some pressure on the Mo family, and there was a hint of sharpness on his body.
Mo Minghui hurriedly waved his hand: "That's definitely not what I mean, the old man really took into account Ziyun's feelings, and the juniors' affairs have to rely on yourselves, Jiahao." ”
Mo Minghui's eyes looked at Long Jiahao, and his eyes seemed to say: You don't have the ability to chase Ziyun yourself, and you want your father to come and fight to the death, is it a man?
"The old man is chatting with the guests now, I'm afraid I don't have time, why don't I invite Brother Long to my house another day?"
Speaking of which, Long Qinghuai couldn't say anything more, he stood up angrily, and snorted coldly at Mo Minghui: "Brother Minghui, the marriage of the two families of Longmo is a great thing, and it is also for the sake of future generations, please think clearly about you and Mo Lao." My Long family, it's not that Ziyun doesn't marry, the opportunity is over. ”
After speaking, Long Qinghuai walked quickly outside. Long Jiahao sighed, said hello to Mo Minghui, and turned around and walked out.
Outside the door, Long Jiahao walked two steps quickly to catch up with his father's pace, and stepped forward to ask, "Dad, is the Mo family trying to regret it?" Why do you keep pushing back? ”
"You still have the face to ask?" Long Qinghuai stopped suddenly, turned his head and glanced at Long Jiahao.
"If you hadn't been messing around with flowers and grass outside at that time, entangled with those women, would Mo Ziyun have rejected you so much? Bastard thing! Long Qinghuai felt angry when he thought of this.
Back then, Mo Ziyun ran away on the engagement day, and the mistake of this matter was completely in the Mo family, but Mo Ziyun got some photos out of nowhere, all of which were unsightly pictures of Long Jiahao and some strange women.
So the wrong party for the engagement and running away immediately transferred to the Long family. This is also the reason why the Long family waited so long before they dared to bring up this matter again.
Long Jiahao didn't dare to raise his head when he was scolded, he paused, and felt that he couldn't go back in the car with his father today, otherwise he would be scolded to death on the road.
"Dad, go back first, I'll go to Ziming and ask about the situation." After Long Jiahao finished speaking, he turned around and walked over to the side, his pace was fast.
Long Jiahao walked towards the garden, just took out his mobile phone and was about to call Mo Ziming to ask about the situation, when he looked up, he saw Mo Ziming covering his face with one hand, and walked over with a gloomy face.
Long Jiahao saw that Mo Ziming's face was so red and swollen, he was stunned, put his mobile phone in his pocket, and asked with a face: "Ziming, what's wrong with you?" Beaten? ”
"Ye Hao's little crumb, Lao Tzu is going to chop him." Mo Ziming's eyes erupted into flames, and he gritted his teeth and said.
He had just been slapped and kicked by Ye Hao, and everyone in the Mo family dared to stand up and speak, even his grandfather and mother.
Mo Ziming felt extremely humiliated, he was so embarrassed by a bodyguard, and the resentment in his heart can be imagined.
Hearing this, Long Jiahao suddenly wanted to laugh, compared to being just scolded by his father for a few words, Mo Ziming was also beaten, and he felt much more comfortable. But he was very surprised, and hurriedly asked, "You mean Ye Hao?" The dog next to Ziyun hit you? You're playing an international joke on me, aren't you? ”
"I don't know what kind of ** soup my grandfather and mother were poured into, I didn't care about Ye Hao's dog offal beating me, Lao Tzu now has the heart to kill." The more Mo Ziming thought about it, the more angry he became, and he turned around and slammed a punch at a tree next to him.
"You said Mo Lao was also there? Your dad said that he went to see the guests, did he go to see Ye Hao? Tell me what's going on? Your sister and I haven't decided yet, and I'm still a big head. Long Jiahao's face also showed a depressed look.
Next, Mo Ziming roughly said about the beating he was beaten, and after he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered something, and then looked at Long Jiahao with wide eyes: "You say, the matter between you and my sister has not been decided yet?" Didn't your dad tell your grandpa? ”
"I said it, but it seems that something happened again, and the old man said to slow down." Long Jiahao said extremely depressed, but he couldn't figure it out.
At this time, Mo Ziming slapped his thigh, raised his hand and said fiercely: "I understand, it must be Ye Hao, it is his reason." Jiahao, your marriage to Ziyun is mostly because of Ye Hao. ”
"He? What does this have to do with him? Long Jiahao felt that Mo Ziming's words were a bit ridiculous, what is Ye Hao? Is he qualified to intervene in the marriage between the two families?
Mo Ziming walked up to Long Jiahao, lowered his voice and said, "Do you remember, at today's birthday banquet, which one of Yanjing toasted Ye Hao?" ”
"yes, so what? What does it have to do with my marriage? Long Jiahao looked at Mo Ziming and motioned for him to continue.
Mo Ziming said gloomily: "Which one of you in Yanjing seems to have said something to my grandfather, about that dog offal." That guy wasn't quite right, and last time, Ziyun said that Ye Hao was his boyfriend, if my grandfather knew...... You say, does it matter? ”
Hearing this, Long Jiahao seemed to have just woken up from a dream, and he immediately gritted his teeth and shouted angrily: "So that's the case, Ye Hao, you dare to rob my woman." ”
"Jiahao, do you have any channels? I'm going to get him, better kill him. Mo Ziming was originally fighting alone, but now he finally thought of a way to bring Long Jiahao in.
A murderous intent flashed in Long Jiahao's eyes, and he whispered to Mo Ziming: "I know a few old sticks in Yanbian, all of whom are outlaws. ”
At night, the Mo family manor returned to its previous tranquility, and not long after, Mo Minghui was pushed out of the attic in a wheelchair. Mo Ziyun followed behind, and she was also holding her burly eldest brother Mo Zibai.
Mo Zibai bit a lollipop in his mouth, and seemed to enjoy the feeling of being held by his sister, hehe smirked and followed Mo Ziyun and his father towards the small bungalow in the back.
Ye Hao had just called Mo Ziyun and said that he was waiting for her to bring her eldest brother over.
In the small bungalow, in a clean and tidy room, Ye Hao was sitting cross-legged on the bed, closing his eyes and not knowing what he was thinking. He just received a call from Liu Kai, saying that he would be discharged from the hospital tomorrow, and asked when he would go to the Hong Fei Martial Arts Hall.
Ye Hao told him to bear with it and wait for him to go back.
Knock knock, there was a knock outside the door, Ye Hao knew that it was Mo Minghui's father and daughter coming, he opened his eyes and turned over to get out of bed, and quickly walked towards the door.