The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

She nodded and sat back silently.

The old man probably had something to say to Mo Junzhe in private, but she looked at the hill-shaped plate of food, touched her already full stomach, her little face was bitter haha...

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"Mo Junzhe, you married her but kept her from getting pregnant, so you deliberately deceived me?"

In the study room, the quarrel between the father and son was not as severe as before.

The old man stared at Mo Junzhe sharply, as if he could see through people, "Co-author... You never thought about repaying the Feng family's debt at all."

Mo Junzhe raised his head indifferently, Jun's face was expressionless, he just put his hands away slightly, "I will pay back the debts I owe, but not in this way."

"Bastard! There is no other way!"

"Even if not, this one is absolutely impossible." Mo Junzhe took a tough attitude and gave no room for change.

The old man threw the book with a "bang", "Nizi, you want to piss me off, don't you?!"

The man opened his eyes slightly, pursed his thin lips, "Don't dare."

"I think you've already done it!" The old man leaned on the table, feeling that he was going to have a cerebral hemorrhage from anger, what a good son he gave birth to.

downstairs.

Bai Xiran had already heard the sound of ping-pong-pong from the study, filled his stomach indiscriminately, and poked his head at the stairs.

"They won't open the door, will they?"

The servant stood on one side very calmly, put his hands in front of him, bowed his head and lowered his head, with a very respectful attitude, "Don't worry, it won't."

But in such a short time, at least two antique vases were broken upstairs!

Bai Xiran's heart trembled, but after a while, Mo Junzhe had already walked out.

She took small steps and went up to check it out.

The clothes are intact, there are no new injuries on the face, and the breathing is normal!

Mo Junzhe grabbed those restless little hands, put them in his arms, and carried her out directly.

After getting into the car, Bai Xiran blinked and asked suspiciously, "Did the old man hit you?"

He frowned slightly, "?"

"Isn't that how it's played in TV dramas? The girl my son brings home doesn't please his elders. You'll get beaten up if you want it at this time."

Mo Junzhe gave her a dangerous look, and his voice sank slightly, "My wife really wants me to be beaten?"

"No! Absolutely not!" She raised her hand to show her innocence, her delicate face wrinkled, "I'm just a little flustered, I'm not yet 21, and I'm still studying... Does the old man really want me to get pregnant and have a baby? Bar?"

That's what she's really worried about.

Speaking of this, Bai Xiran wittily noticed the man's face suddenly changed, and suddenly became more nervous.

But the next moment, Mo Junzhe looked at her contemptuously. Taking advantage of the gap between the red lights, his thick palm squeezed her palm gently, and said calmly, "No."

"That's good." Bai Xiran let out a long sigh of relief. Getting married is one thing, but she is totally unprepared to become a mother now.

In the driver's seat, the man looked at her with deep eyes for a while, watching her regain her cheerful appearance, and his thin lips curled into an almost imperceptible arc.

It's best if the little wife doesn't want to get pregnant.

Mo Junzhe turned left, but the phone buzzed at this moment.

He connected and heard Xiong Xi's voice from inside, "President, the elders of Miss Feng's family are here, you'd better come back as soon as possible."

For what happened last night, it was not enough to complain to the old man, but also to make trouble with the family.

Mo Junzhe's face darkened, but he didn't turn around, but accelerated his driving...