Chapter 1669 - Actor-level acting! (6)

"Oh, it's so coincidental that you forgot everyone, only remembered Xin'er, and had to stay in the hospital to accompany him? Let me tell you, this kind of drama, only the idol drama of the eight o'clock file dares to act! ”

Mo Chengxian is sure not to think that this kind of little trick can fool me.

Mo Chengliang was stunned, "But what if it's true?" After all, the eldest lady also lost her memory by accident. ”

"I also had such scruples, so when I was in the hospital, I didn't stop Xin'er from staying to take care of him. Even Qi Yan opened his mouth to help him speak, I didn't say anything before I compromised, until just now, Qi Yan helped him open his mouth to cover my words, I am sure that that kid is definitely acting! ”

Mo Chengxian's sturdy old eyes flashed slightly.

There was no anger on his face that was teased, but a little appreciation.

"Don't say it, he really has an appetite for me, you say that kid just came back from a walk around the ghost gate, and he was so seriously injured, if he was someone else, I was afraid that he wouldn't have time to figure out what the situation was, but he was able to react so quickly, and he also thought of a drama of amnesia, so I had to agree to let Xin'er stay in the hospital to take care of him. With this kind of mental courage, there is really no one in the younger generation of the Mo family who can match him, and he is worthy of my Xin'er. ”

"So, the head of the family has actually recognized him in his heart for a long time?" Mo Chengliang asked with a smile.

The smile on the corner of Mo Chengxian's mouth narrowed, and he stubbornly disagreed: "I'll just boast at will, if the Yu family refuses to let go and give me an heir, I still won't agree to him marrying my Xin'er!" ”

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in the hospital.

As soon as Qi Yan entered the ward, he put aside the medicine box worth thousands of gold and hurriedly closed the door.

made sure it was locked, and then walked in front of Yu Yuehan.

Sitting on the chair in front of the hospital bed, he cocked Erlang's legs in a trembling voice, "Brother, I'm for your business, but I went up to the knife mountain and down to the sea of fire, and now I even went to find out the secret of the old master of Mo, do you say that you should cry with gratitude?" ”

"Asked?" Yu Yuehan was lying on the hospital bed, and when he heard his words, he sat up from the bed.

I got up too quickly, and my head was dizzy.

He stretched out his hand and pressed his temple, turned his head and saw Qi Yan anxiously.

"What's the situation, you can make it clear!"

"What's the hurry, Nian Xiaomu was pushed away by me, and now he should be doing a pregnancy test, and he won't be able to come back for a while. It's you, who said that you would cooperate, but I am trying my best to help you, you are good, an amnesia doesn't even know Mo Yongheng, how can you help me intercede? I am now at a loss in this transaction, and I have not seen any benefit at all. ”

Qi Yan clasped his arms with both hands, and with a look on his face, he couldn't see that his daughter-in-law was in a bad mood, and he couldn't see the good posture of others.

He hadn't seen his collapse in seven days!

A few days ago, I sneaked to Mo Yongheng's private villa, and before the wall was turned over, I heard a Tibetan mastiff calling in the villa.

If he really turned into it, he was afraid that he would be torn to pieces by the Tibetan mastiff.

He told Tan Bangbang about this, and Tan Bangbang let Mo Yongheng get the Tibetan mastiff away.

He originally thought that he would be able to see his daughter-in-law in this way, but the next day he went over the wall and found that the Tibetan mastiff was gone, but the windows of Tan Bangbang's balcony were welded to death by anti-theft nets.

Unless he can turn into a butterfly, he can't fly into that!

He cried and went to complain to Tan Bangbang, only to learn that this method was learned by Mo Yongheng from Zheng Mohong......

Mo Yongheng himself was abused, so he used it to abuse him.

What could he do?

Despair!