The cute wife turned over and said No to the president!

Chapter 261 Can't control my lower body "Kiss one, kiss one!" The best man group started booing.

Zhuang Furong shyly leaned on the man's shoulder and closed her eyes slightly.

Moslow stared down at the woman's pretty face, slightly absent-minded...

"My dear, you are!" The groomsmen lost their patience, wishing they could kiss for the groom.

Moslow frowned, a little hesitant, at this moment, Zhuang Furong suddenly stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips, but Moslow avoided him just when he wanted to go further.

Zhuang Furong was a little embarrassed, but Moslow suddenly let go of the woman: "Sorry, I'm going to the bathroom."

"Damn, you kid must be reacting!" In order to ease the awkward atmosphere, Ling Xiangyu deliberately teased: "Don't worry, if you can't hold it anymore, we will make room for you, and you can enter the bridal chamber first. Pay attention."

Moslow glared at Ling Xiangyu, then hurriedly left the woman's boudoir.

Rong Xiya has been anxious all the time. When she heard Mo Siai say that her brother's cell phone had been turned off, she was in a bad mood.

"Siya, don't turn around, I'm dizzy." Mo Siai frowned and reminded: "How did I find out that my brother is getting married, and you are more nervous than him."

Naturally, Rong Xiya would not tell the other party the reason. After sitting on the sofa for a while, she left the villa and borrowed a passerby's mobile phone to send a text message to Ling Xiangyu.The reason why she didn't send it to her brother was because she wasn't sure whether her brother would tell brother Qing if he knew the news.He seemed to really hope that Brother Qing could marry Zhuang Furong.

After the text message rang, Ling Xiangyu took out his mobile phone and took a look, seeing that it was a text message from an unknown number, he ignored it.

Rong Xiya's careful planning was still not worth the word fate. When Moslow brought Zhuang Furong back, his face became extremely ugly.

Just when Moslow and Zhuang Furong were about to kowtow to the old man, Rong Xiya was jealous and wrote a note directly, passed through the hands of several people, and finally fell into Moslow's hands.

"Master, there is a gentleman outside the door asking me to give you this note." The servant saw that the other party was in a hurry, so he handed the note to Moslow directly for fear of delaying the matter.

Moslow frowned, and when he opened it, his face changed drastically.I saw six crooked characters written on it: Xiaoguai is your son.

Zhuang Furong beside her had an ominous premonition, always feeling that today's marriage is destined to go badly.

"What's the matter?" Zhuang Furong glanced out of curiosity, and her expression changed after that.

Moslow got up immediately, but was grabbed by Zhuang Furong's cuff: "Sloe."

"You brat, what are you going to do again!" The old man's spirit is not bad today, but no matter how good his spirit is, he can't stop his grandson from being so frightened.

"Siluo, can you finish the salute?" Zhuang Furong tugged at Moslow's cuff and refused to let go.

"Sorry." Moslow gently pushed the woman's hand away, and then walked upstairs quickly.

"Slow!"

"elder brother!"

"Su Qing!"

"You bastard, come back to me!"

Regardless, Moslow went straight back to his bedroom, hurried to the desk, and quickly opened the package. He always felt that many things today were a bit strange.

After the package was opened, there was a cowhide file bag inside. After tearing it open, Moslow took out the documents in the file bag, on which Hao Ran wrote the words dna identification report.

Moslow glanced roughly, and saw that the date of the report was the time when he asked Rong Zifeng to identify whether he and Xiaoguai were father and son, and his mind was a little confused for a moment.

Moslow turned around a few times with the file, and finally sat down on the sofa.How can it be?What the hell is going on here?

Rong Zifeng and Ling Xiangyu followed closely. After opening the door, they saw that their friend was sitting on the sofa staring at the document in his hand in a daze, so they quickly approached: "Moslow, what do you mean!"

"Do you have such a thing? You leave the bride alone down here."

"If you don't want to get married like this, you can tell me in advance that if you do this now, let... let the dealer go down the stairs?"

Moslow turned a deaf ear to his friend's accusations, and just stared blankly at the document in his hand, as if he was thinking about something.

Rong Zifeng followed his friend's attention and looked down. When he saw the words on the report, he immediately opened his eyes wide. ...Where did this come from?"

Ling Xiangyu also came over curiously: "Paternity test? Who is with whom?"

Although the father and son's names were not written on it, Rong Zifeng still remembered the date on it, and there must be only one possibility for this kind of report to reach Moslow's hands.

Moslow thought so too, so he got up and looked at Rong Zifeng: "I still want to ask you about this! Didn't you do the appraisal yourself? How could the result go wrong? Besides, this matter has nothing to do with You and I know, but no third person knows, come and tell me, what is going on here?"

Rong Zifeng was stopped by the question: "This... There must be some misunderstanding. However, you can't draw conclusions based on this report! Maybe it was a prank, or she didn't want you and Miss Zhuang Marriage is not impossible! I swear to you, the appraisal result I gave you was definitely taken back from the doctor, how could it be wrong?"

Ling Xiangyu listened for a long time and finally heard some secrets, so he stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "No wonder I always think that Wen Wan's son looks like Si Luo. It turns out that they are father and son."

"Impossible! How could the appraisal result be wrong." Rong Zifeng frowned.

"Could it be, didn't you realize that that kid and Si Luo were carved out of the same mold? I was a little skeptical at the beginning, but you have to say no." Ling Xiangyu's afterthought was really timely.

Moslow narrowed his dark eyes dangerously, and ordered to Rong Zifeng: "I don't care what method you use, give me the result within a day! Also, check who sent this package, and that note, who sent it?" delivered."

As soon as Moslow finished speaking, the bedroom door was pushed open again, and Mo Siai, Tong Yan and the others walked in, followed by Zhuang Furong.

"Brother, what nerves are you doing again! Please, don't mess around on a day like this, okay?" Mossai shouted at Moslow as soon as he entered the door.

Zhuang Furong looked at Moslow, and said to the others: "Please go out first, I want to talk to Moslow alone."

The others looked at each other in dismay, and then exited the bedroom wisely.

"You regret it, don't you?" The moment Zhuang Furong was most afraid of still came, and she stared at the man with a little bit of tenderness in her eyes.

"Sorry." Moslow could only reply these two words.

"Just because of that note?" Zhuang Furong felt extremely ridiculous: "What if it was a prank?"

"I can't marry you until the matter is investigated clearly." Moslow frowned and replied.

"What if the investigation turns out that this is just a prank?" Zhuang Furong asked aggressively.

Moslow stared down at the ground, no answer was the best answer, he didn't want to marry her.

"Moslow, can you be sober! She is someone else's wife now. If Xiaoguai is not Gu Yang's son, why does she marry him?" Zhuang Furong didn't want to give up, let alone let go. Marriage was something she was looking forward to with great difficulty: "To put it bluntly, you are just not reconciled! You are not reconciled to her marrying someone else! In fact, you know better than anyone else that Xiaoguai is not your son at all! Otherwise, you and He has been together for so long, how could he not feel it! Father and son have telepathy!"

Moslow stared at the woman, and finally said, "You're right, I don't want her to marry another man. As for Xiaoguai, as long as there is a [-]% possibility, I will check it out."

In fact, Moslow's heart has already begun to shake.He felt that Xiaoguai might... Maybe he was really his son.For some reason, when he thought of this possibility, his heart jumped with indescribable joy.

"Moslow, I thought you had thought it through clearly. I thought you were no longer easily swayed by her! It seems that I was wrong." Zhuang Furong smiled self-deprecatingly: "You just let go No more!"

"Sorry." Moslow nodded slightly to the woman and apologized. When he was about to pass by the woman, he was hugged by the woman from behind.

"Slo, do you really want to cancel this wedding?" Zhuang Furong clung to the man's back, with tears in her eyes, choked up and said, "Everyone knows that you and I are going to get married today, but you let me go like this, How do you let me face people in the future?"

But Maslow broke away the woman's hand, turned to face her, and replied word by word: "If you marry you, it will hurt you. Would you like to watch your husband hang out with other women all day long?" Together? I can't promise you now that I will be faithful to you after marriage! Maybe when I'm sober, but when I'm drunk..."

Maslow looked at the woman and said, "Do you know why I was late today? Because I just climbed out of the gentle bed this morning. Is such a husband who can't control his lower body really what you want? "