One Night Love: Huo Shao indulges in pampering

When Qiao Bosi heard that Mo Jinghui was drunk and ran to find Nan Xiang, his face turned blue with anger, his head was about to smoke, he clenched his fists hard, making a clucking sound, and walked forward quickly, furious at the same time Scolding: "Damn bastard, I can't control you when you mess around outside, and now you're still messing around at home, I really think I'm transparent."

She was angry not because she cared or liked Mo Jinghui, but because he didn't give her face too much. Although she was fostered in Mo's family, she was favored by the old man since she was a child. When she grew up so big, no one except Mo Jingchen would dare Make her angry, of course, she likes Mo Jingchen, so she endures it, but she doesn't like Mo Jinghui, of course she can't bear it.

Looking at Qiao Bosi's angry footsteps, Xiaoman couldn't help marveling at Nan Xiang's wit. If she went to find Mrs. Cha, Mrs. Cha might be happy to see what happened.

As soon as Qiao Bosi walked to the gate, he heard Nan Xiang's struggling and screaming voice from inside: "Mo Jinghui, you beast, don't mess around, you are going to marry Miss Bosi soon, you have to treat her Loyalty, ah..."

With a scream, there was a tearing sound in the night.

"Miss Nanxiang..." Xiaoman's face changed drastically when she heard this, and she quickly ran into it.

Qiao Bosi immediately showed a murderous expression on his face: "Damn Mo Jinghui, you are looking for death." She also rushed in.

I saw a piece of rag in front of the hall, Xiaoman recognized that it was torn from Nan Xiang's clothes, she was frightened out of her wits, and quickly rushed into the hall, only to see Nan Xiang's hands in disheveled clothes Holding a fruit knife in his hand, he was pointing at Mo Jinghui.

When Mo Jinghui saw the knife, Jiu was so frightened that he woke up, and stepped back, with a dazed expression on his face.

"Miss Nanxiang, are you okay?" Xiaoman rushed to Nanxiang's side quickly, holding her arm, her eyes were flushed with anxiety, tears were about to fall, this damn Mo Jinghui, unexpectedly like this Hurt her, damn it.

Seeing Qiao Baisi coming, Nan Xiang threw the fruit knife in his hand forward with a bang, then turned around and lay on Xiao Man's shoulder, crying and crying emotionally: "Mo Jinghui, a beast, he bullies me……"

"When will I..." Mo Jinghui yelled in astonishment. Before he could figure out what was going on, Qiaobosi, who rushed in from outside, grabbed his arm suddenly, and with a slap, his face was already firmly bruised. A slap.

Seeing that Nan Xiang's hair was disheveled, his clothes were disheveled, and he looked like he had been bullied, Qiao Baisi was so angry that he exploded: "Mo Jinghui, I have tolerated you for a long time. You don't want to marry me. If you have the guts, go and marry me." The old man protested, since you can't and dare not resist, then you should be quiet and don't cause trouble for me, it's fine if you're fooling around outside, but you're still messing around at home, what do you think of me?"

Mo Jinghui stretched out his hand to cover his burning face from the slap, and stared at Qiaobosi who was madly scolding him, with disbelief on his face: "Hermit Crab, how dare you hit Master Ben."

"You have done something that is sorry to me, I can't beat you, you incompetent villain, you use me to make a deal with the old man, so that you can enter the Mo's group and make a fortune, you used me, you are not good to me You're still messing around, I'll kill you, you disgusting bastard." Qiaobosi didn't think it was enough, and raised his hand to hit him again.

Of course Mo Jinghui would not just stand there and be beaten obediently, he was completely sobered up by her slap, grabbed her hair, pulled it hard, and kicked her on her body, with a look of contempt: "One Even a hermit crab living under the fence dares to hit young master Ben, I will kick you to death."

"Ah..." Qiaobosi was kicked to the ground by him, screamed, struggled to get up, rushed up, scuffled with Mo Jinghui, and no one would let the other.

Seeing the two of them fighting together, Nan Xiang couldn't help but sneer in his heart. No wonder the old man insisted that Mo Jingchen arrange for Mo Jinghui in the company. It turned out that he used the marriage to make a deal with the old man. Both of them are crazy The people who are now forced to get them together, really don't have to worry about not having a good show to watch.

Xiaoman pulled her to the side, and asked worriedly with red eyes: "Miss, what's the matter with you, have you been bullied by that bastard?" The young master had to kill him as a beast when he came back.

Nan Xiang stretched out his hand and pulled the clothes on his body, and said in a low voice: "I'm fine, I tore the clothes myself, I just want to provoke the two of them, let them fight to the death."

When Xiaoman heard it, Gao Xuan finally felt relieved, and said in a low voice, "Miss, you acted so well just now, I thought you were really being bullied, I was so worried."

Nan Xiang sneered and said, "If it's not realistic, how could it arouse Qiao Baisi's anger." She was already very irritable in the bridal shop today when she couldn't wait for Mo Jinghui to take wedding photos, but she just added fuel to the flames and made her explode completely.

A scum like Mo Jinghui should be dealt with properly.

However, when the two fought, Qiao Bosi was a pampered young lady after all, and was soon defeated. She was kicked by Mo Jinghui again and fell to the ground. She was punched in the face, bleeding from her teeth.

When she saw the fruit knife shining coldly on the ground, she became dizzy for a moment, and immediately reached out and held it up. Seeing that he was rushing to hit her, she immediately held the fruit knife and stabbed it forward with her eyes closed. Shouted: "Ah..."

With a plop, the sharp fruit knife pierced Mo Jinghui's abdomen directly. He looked down at the knife, the blood on his face faded away, his body shook, and with a plop, he fell powerlessly. fell to the ground.

Seeing this bloody scene, the maid in the hall screamed in fright: "Ah..."

Qiaobosi opened his eyes, looked at Mo Jinghui who was lying in a pool of blood, and suddenly became weak from fright, and fell powerlessly on the ground, and said with a frightened expression: "You forced me...I don't want to do this ...you forced me to..."

Nan Xiang watched coldly from the side. Mo Jinghui repeatedly troubled her and wanted to defile her. People are doing what God is watching. Good and evil will be rewarded. Heaven is like reincarnation. .

Knowing that the two of them were making trouble here, Mrs. Tea brought people here in a hurry. When she saw her son lying in a pool of blood, she was stunned. Called: "Son, why are you like this, what's wrong with you, call an ambulance, hurry up..."

The maid stepped forward with a pale face and said, "Ma'am, I have already called."

Mo Jinghui raised his bloody hand, pointed at Qiao Baisi, and said angrily, "She...it's her..."

Mrs. Tea grabbed Mo Jinghui's hand, and her sharp eyes swept towards Qiao Baisi like a sharp knife. She stared at her as if she wanted to kill someone, and gnashed her teeth and roared: "How dare you hurt my son...you don't know that he is my son?" His life...how dare you hurt him..."

Qiaobosi struggled to get up from the ground, shook his head with a pale face, and said in horror: "I didn't do it on purpose, he forced me, he forced me to take the knife, he didn't hit me, how could I... "

Nan Xiang glanced at Xiao Man, Xiao Man immediately understood, looked at Mrs. Cha and said loudly: "Ma'am, I saw it very clearly just now, it was Miss Bai Si who hit the second young master first, Miss Bai Si was in the bridal shop today She was so angry that she couldn't wait for the second young master, and smashed the second young master's bedroom, knowing that the second young master came to chat with Miss Nanxiang, she was so angry that she wanted to kill..."

Qiaobosi suddenly widened his eyes, stared at Xiaoman firmly, and cursed: "You bitch, what are you talking about, how could I kill someone, I don't even dare to step on an ant, how dare I kill someone?"

Mrs. Tea tightly held Mo Jinghui's increasingly cold hand, tears rolled in her eyes, she gritted her teeth hard, and shouted in grief: "Stop talking, what's wrong with my son, I want you to bury him with him. "

"Mom...I'm so cold...I don't want to die...Mom..." Mo Jinghui looked at Mrs. Cha, tears of fear leaked from the corners of his eyes, and his face was completely drained of blood, full of horror.

Mrs. Tea looked at the fruit knife on his body, and she was so frightened that she didn't dare to touch the knife, so she could only hold him, suppressing her panic, and said under her breath, "You are my good son, mom won't you?" Something will happen to you, you will be fine, you have to hold on, the doctor will come soon."

"Mom... I don't want to die... I haven't played enough... There are still many interesting things... I want to be the president of the Mo Group... I want to take the Mo Group back... to my mother... Then It belongs to my mother... I won't let it fall into the hands of that bastard..." Mo Jinghui's voice became smaller and smaller, and he couldn't hear clearly at the end, he slowly closed his eyes, and his hand slipped on the ground.

"Son...Jing Hui...don't scare mom...Jing Hui...you wake up...Mom won't let you leave...No one can let you go...Jing Hui..." Mrs. Cha hugged Mo Jinghui , let out a piercing cry.

Looking at the scene in front of her, Qiaobosi was so frightened that her soul flew away. She grabbed the maid beside her and asked in horror, "What's wrong with him...is he dead...how could this be...I don't want to Kill him...I just want to teach him a lesson...I really didn't want to kill him..." She was so anxious that tears rolled in her eyes.

The maid shook her head and said in fear, "I don't know...he closed his eyes...I don't know if he died..."

When Mrs. Teapot heard her words, she immediately raised her head, eyes filled with tears, stared at them fiercely, and roared: "My son will not die. If he dies, you all have to be buried with her."

When the maid was yelled at by her, she almost collapsed in fright, with a frightened expression on her face, she didn't dare to say anything more.

Seeing that the clothes on Mo Jinghui's body were stained red with blood, Nan Xiang stood aside without saying a word. She knew that no matter what she said at this moment, she would become the target of Mrs. Cha's anger.

It wasn't until the familiar brake sound sounded outside that she took a step forward and rushed out. When she saw Mo Jingchen who got off the car, she immediately threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly: "Jingchen... ..."

Seeing many servants chatting around here, and the hair and clothes of the girl who threw herself into her arms were a little messy, Mo Jingchen's heart sank suddenly, he quickly held her shoulders, and asked anxiously: "Nan Xiang, what is this?" What's wrong, what happened?"

Nan Xiang grabbed his clothes, bit his lip slightly, and said in a low voice: "Mo Jinghui and Qiao Baisi were fighting inside, Qiao Baisi stabbed him, Mo Jinghui bled a lot, I don't know if he is dead or alive."

The expression on Mo Jingchen's face froze immediately, and he said in surprise, "Why are they fighting here?"

Nan Xiang said in a low voice: "They were going to take wedding photos today, Mo Jinghui missed the appointment, he came here drunk and made trouble, I asked Xiaoman to call Qiao Baisi, and they started fighting here."

When Mo Jingchen heard this, he quickly grabbed her shoulder and asked anxiously: "That damned brat, he came to trouble you when he was drunk, are you injured?"

Nan Xiang immediately shook his head, wrapped his arms around his neck, pulled his head down, stood on tiptoe, and whispered in his ear, "I'm fine. He's drunk and can't even stand upright. How could he be right? What happened to me, I deliberately pretended to be bullied by him so that Qiaobosi could see it."

She deliberately lured Qiao Bosi to punish Mo Jinghui, she deliberately threw the fruit knife on the ground, just to let them dog-bite and kill each other, Qiao Bosi did not disappoint her, but I don't know if the knife was fatal, Mo Jinghui survived , they will have to worry about it later.

Mo Jingchen doesn't care about Mo Jinghui's life or death. Although they are half brothers, he has always hated Mrs. Cha, and of course Mrs. Tea also hated him, fearing that he would take over the Mo family's property, and tried everything There was no way to get rid of him. Mo Jinghui was never allowed to be nice to him, but he would only instigate him to treat Mo Jingchen as an enemy. Over time, their relationship had reached a freezing point, and they both wanted to eradicate each other.

The sound of the ambulance pierced the silent night sky and came in a hurry.

Master Mo didn't know what happened to Mo Jinghui until he heard the sound of an ambulance, so he hurriedly ordered that this matter should not alarm the old man for the time being. If something happened to Mo Jinghui, he was afraid that the old man would not be able to bear the blow.

Mo Jinghui was sent to the ambulance, and Mrs. Tea followed her. Looking at her son who had been closing his eyes, he cried so much that he almost went blind. Mo Jinghui was her life, and everything she did was for the sake of The son planned that if he really had something to do, it would be meaningless for her to live.

Master Mo also went to the hospital. Nan Xiang looked at the man beside him and asked, "Mo Jingchen, are we going to the hospital?"

Mo Jingchen shook his head lightly: "No need, what's the matter with him, someone will call back and report, let's go back." He said, holding her hand, and walked into the room, where Xiaoman was cleaning up blood.

The maid helped Qiao Bosi, whose feet were weak, to come out. When she saw Mo Jingchen, she stopped and looked at him. Tears rolled out of her eyes, and she choked up and said, "Brother Jingchen..." The matter How could it become like this, she didn't want to, her eyes fell on their interlocking hands, and the tears fell even more fiercely.