The days when I was a wife to a wealthy idiot

A week later, Mo Ningchen's coming-of-age ceremony arrived as scheduled.

In the bedroom, Lin Yuan held the skirt and gestured in front of the mirror, feeling a little reluctant to wear women's clothing.

Mo Ningchen had already changed his clothes at this time. He was wearing a navy blue high-end custom-made suit. Although it was very close-fitting and comfortable, he also had the same expression as Lin Yuan, frowning and grinning, a little funny, "I don't like this color." like."

he muttered under his breath.

Lin Yuan glanced at the skirt in his hand, sighed, and said, "I don't want to wear high heels."

Mo Ningchen looked at him and laughed, "You should wear high heels, so you can only stay by my side."

Lin Yuan glared at him and said, "Your mother wants to take me to meet those guests, how can I stay with you all the time."

"You can also stay with me." Mo Ningchen said.

Lin Yuan really thought about it seriously, but he still shook his head, "No, you probably won't be able to take care of me then, so don't stick together."

He insisted so much that Mo Ningchen didn't say anything.

Lin Yuan went to take a shower and changed into a skirt. The weather is cold now, but he is still afraid of the cold, so the material of the skirt is quite warm, not a cool and exposed style in summer.

When he came out, Mo Ningchen couldn't help staring at his chest.

"What are you doing? What are you looking at? A big pervert." Lin Yuan made an exaggerated gesture of covering his chest.

"...Well, I thought you would stuff the water bag." Mo Ningchen blinked and said.

"The water bag is easy to fall off, so I put a sponge pad." Lin Yuan took out a thick sponge pad that was removed from the bra, and said to Mo Ningchen.

Mo Ningchen couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.

Lin Yuan was a little upset, "What are you laughing at, is it funny?"

"No..." Mo Ningchen laughed while denying, "Why do you have to stuff these messy things?"

"What a mess?" Lin Yuan opened his eyes wide and said, "What kind of mess is this? Don't you know that girls with poor breasts will be judged behind their backs?"

"But...but you're not a girl." Mo Ningchen barely stopped laughing, and said to Lin Yuan.

"..." Lin Yuan paused for a moment, complex emotions flashed across his black and white eyes, and he muttered, "At least for now."

"Well," Mo Ningchen nodded, "That's right."

He looked up and down Lin Yuan's current appearance, and laughed, "You look good in a skirt, but it's not feminine."

Lin Yuan glared at him, "You know what is feminine and not feminine. If I want a woman, it's not easy."

As he said, imitating the sexy girl in foreign movies, he twisted his waist and swung his hips, and even winked and blew a kiss to Mo Ningchen, "sexy~"

"Pfft" Mo Ningchen laughed so hard that he beat the bed.

"Why?" Lin Ruan unhappily pulled the fabric on his buttocks, "Isn't it sexy? Are you smiling like this?"

"Sexy, sexy, who dares to say that you are not sexy, I will kill him." Mo Ningchen said solemnly.

Lin Yuan said, "You are underestimating my charm."

There is a saying that when a man flirts, women have nothing to do.

Mo Ningchen flattered: "You are very attractive."

When he said that, Lin Yuan was dissatisfied, "Duplicity."

After changing his clothes, the heels that Cheng Qiuxue chose for him this time are not as high as last time. He is quite tall, wearing high heels is almost taller than some men present, some of them are too outstanding, so this time With corresponding adjustments, at least you won't steal the limelight from others.

He wore new high-heeled shoes, and he thought they were okay, he could hold them up, and his balance ability was pretty good, so this time without Mo Ningchen helping him, he could walk like flying.

When they went downstairs, except for them, everyone else was ready, and they were always a little slower.

Mo Ningchen's birthday is a big day, and the Mo family is well established in the local area, so there are many people who come, including wealthy celebrities and government officials.

Mo Liang repeatedly told Mo Ningchen not to talk nonsense, but to follow behind him, Mo Ningchen answered absent-mindedly, his face was not happy, but a little impatient, Mo Liang saw it, so he stopped talking No more words.

When they arrived at the destination, because it was still early, Mo Ningchen took Lin Yuan to open a room to soak in the hot spring, Cheng Qiuxue quickly stopped them, "What kind of hot spring do you want to soak in? When will you be soaking, don't run around now, what will you do if you can't find you when people come?"

Mo Yuxin said from the side: "Second brother, be good, don't run around, you are the protagonist today, and the protagonist must be present at all times."

Cheng Qiuxue said: "Your sister understands the truth, why don't you understand it, come back quickly, don't run around."

Mo Ningchen had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​going to the hot spring. Lin Yuan pinched his warm palm and said in a low voice, "I'll accompany you to take a bath when it's over."

After hearing this, Mo Ningchen laughed, "Okay, then it's done, don't go back on your word."

Of course, Lin Yuan made repeated promises to soothe Mo Ningchen's desire to run away.

As soon as [-]:[-] came, many people came one after another. Mo Ningchen was casually following behind Mo Liang to socialize, but when his eyes touched the few people who had just entered from the door, his back immediately stopped.

Mo Liang didn't notice his change, and introduced him to his partners in the mall with a smile, "This is my youngest son, today's birthday boy, after today, he will be an adult."

Mo Ningchen's situation is the same as which of the nobles of the same class is unclear. There is no impenetrable wall in this world. Now that Mo Liang introduces them so solemnly, they will give them some face and smile. He boasted: "You look really energetic and handsome, the tiger father has no dogs, you, Lao Mo, are also blessed."

While speaking, a voice sounded in front of them, "Mo Liang, you still dare to invite us, are you afraid that we will ruin your place?"

The only people who can talk to Mo Liang like this are the Song family.

Several people turned their heads to look, and they saw Song Moru, the youngest son of the Song family.

Now who doesn't know that Song Jianuo's great foundation has collapsed and people have scattered. Up to now, there are only a few companies struggling to survive.

According to the current situation, it is almost impossible for the Song family to come to this kind of occasion, and he could only come in after Mo Liang gave him the invitation.

Mo Liang smiled kindly, and said to Song Moru: "You are Ning Chen's uncle, how can I not invite you to come to watch the ceremony?"

After finishing speaking, he turned his head and said to Mo Ningchen, "This is your uncle, called uncle."

Mo Ningchen's gaze fell on Song Moru's face, and he casually called out, "Uncle."

Song Moru's aggressive face just now softened when he saw Mo Ningchen. When he heard Mo Ningchen calling him, he responded a little at a loss, and paused again, still letting go of the depression in his heart. It was suppressed.

Today is Mo Ningchen's birthday, such an important moment, there is really no need to argue with Mo Liang.

Song Moru became more amiable, "I am your uncle, do you remember me? Whether you remember it or not, come with me and let me have a good talk with you."

As he said that, he was about to stretch out his hand to pull Mo Ningchen. Mo Ningchen pulled away his hand in disgust, and subconsciously looked at Mo Liang. Mo Liang smiled at him and said, "Your uncle wants to talk to you, so go Well, you two haven't seen each other for a long time."

Song Moru was not upset when Mo Ningchen pulled his hand away, but when he heard Mo Liang say such words, he was upset, "If you didn't let me see him, we wouldn't have seen each other for so many years?"

Mo Liang pinched the bridge of his nose and said, "Be careful, don't quarrel with me at this time."

Song Moru held back, snorted coldly, and pulled Mo Ningchen towards the lounge.

Mo Liang smiled at the others and said, "Don't worry about them, let's continue talking."

On Mo Ningchen's side, Song Moru pushed him to the lounge, closed the door, and said to Mo Ningchen, "Ning Chen, do you still recognize uncle?"

Mo Ningchen stared at him without speaking.

Song Moru is Mo Ningchen's uncle, but he is only eight years older than him. When the accident happened, he was just a college student. At that time, the phrase "useless as a scholar" was very applicable to him. What did he do? I can't do anything, and I can't help. Seeing that my sister is gone, and my family is also breaking up. Up to now, their Song family is very soft-spoken, and compared to before, they are so low in the dust.

At that time, Mo Ningchen had the best relationship with Song Moru, but he refused to call him uncle, because Song Moru was a lazy bastard, and he had to coax Mo Ningchen to help him with homework after class. Compared with calling "uncle", he I prefer to call "Momo".

"Don't just look at me, don't tell me that you really don't recognize me." Song Moru said.

A few years ago, Mo Ningchen had an accident. They received news that they wanted to come and see him, but Mo Liang insisted on blocking them out of the door on the grounds that Mo Ningchen had injured his head and had a cognition disorder. The Song family was in a state of desperation, and they didn't have time to look for Mo Ningchen again.

Although I have inquired about Mo Ningchen's recent situation, but I haven't seen the truth once.

Song Moru looked at Mo Ningchen, saw that he was tall and handsome, and knew that he hadn't suffered much, thinking that Mo Liang, that bastard, knew that tigers are poisonous, so at least he raised Mo Ningchen well. .

He thought of the grudges of his elder brothers again, and he couldn't help but feel a little annoyed. His eyes met Mo Ningchen's, and his voice was a little softer, "Don't keep talking, it doesn't matter if you don't know me, now you know me." enough."

After hearing what he said, Mo Ningchen softly called out the name he often shouted, "Momo."

Song Moru didn't react for a while, "What did you say?"

"Momo, I don't call you uncle." Mo Ningchen laughed lightly, looking at Song Moru's face and said.

"Fuck!!!" Song Moru screamed, "What the hell...do you remember?"

Mo Ningchen said: "Now I think about it."

Song Moru grabbed his shoulder, exuberantly said, "I heard that you were stupid that time, isn't that good? I'll tell your two uncles the good news when I get back."

Mo Ningchen said: "Don't say it first."

His two uncles had never liked him very much, and there was no need to tell them.

While Song Moru was happy, he also thought of this incident. He nodded, "Then don't tell me, when will you be well? Why do they still call you a fool?"

Mo Ningchen said vaguely: "It's getting late, my dad doesn't know."

Song Moru listened, pondered for a few seconds, and watched Mo Ningchen hesitate to speak.

"Why this expression? Just say something." Mo Ningchen said.

"I heard you married a wife?" Song Moru asked.

"Well, I married a wife, but I haven't got a certificate yet." Mo Ningchen said.

Song Moru said: "Are you really married? Is it too early?"

Mo Ningchen said: "I'm an adult now." He said, looking at Song Moru seriously, "The way you used to do is useless to me, so don't persuade me."

Song Moru used to behave like an adult to suppress him, and let Mo Ningchen do things for him. When he was in high school, he even asked Mo Ningchen to write essays and hand-written love letters for him. Treat Mo Ningchen like a girl.

He scratched his scalp and said, "That's not what I mean, I just think your father married you a wife when you were still not clear-headed, it's a bit too..."

He looked at Mo Ningchen's face. He had a very bad feeling towards Mo Liang, but he knew that Mo Liang was Mo Ningchen's biological father. Maybe his heart was towards him. It was strange for him to say these words. nasty.

After listening to his words, Mo Ningchen said in a low voice: "If you plant flowers intentionally, the flowers won't bloom, but if you don't care to plant willows and willows to make shade, he will regret it."

"...What do you mean?" Song Moru asked.

"It's not interesting." Mo Ningchen said.

Song Moru said, "Let me see your wife."

Mo Ningchen agreed, opened the door and went out, his eyes searched around, and finally found Lin Yuan, but his eyes touched another person next to him, and his lips pursed slightly when he was about to speak.

Song Moru noticed his expression, followed his gaze, and saw a man and a woman. The man he knew was Mo Zunwei, the illegitimate son of the mistress.

And the woman in the light blue dress next to her, from Mo Ningchen's expression, knew that she should be his little daughter-in-law.

The two of them chatted and laughed, and they seemed to be very close.

"Go, go there." Mo Ningchen said in a low voice.

Little did they know that Lin Yuan’s dialogue was like this——

Lin Yuan: "Brother, you look handsome today."

Mo Zunwei glanced at him, then looked away again.

Lin Yuan smiled and asked, "You had a date last time, but you didn't bring a girlfriend this time?"

Mo Zunwei finally looked down at him and said, "You...are beautiful too."

Lin Yuan: "...It's a bit blunt for you to change the subject like this. If I didn't introduce it to you hahahahaha...but I guess you don't like it."

Mo Zunwei: "..."