Hello, Mr. Mo

Chapter 144 Misunderstanding
Liu Weiguang sneered and said, "You can say whatever you want, no one will expose you."

"What I said is true. If you don't believe me, you can ask Yujuan." Mo Zhicheng became anxious.

"Did you know? Now Yujuan is in a period of very emotional fluctuations, and her psychological pressure is very high. If you continue to ask her such things, she will collapse, and something will happen to her body." Liu Weiguang was a little scared.

If Mo Zhicheng asked Yang Yujuan about these things and confronted him, there would be problems.

Therefore, Liu Weiguang was worried that Mo Zhicheng and Yang Yujuan would talk about this, so he blocked him with some words.

"Mo Zhicheng, are you still a man? You always use Yujuan, can't we let men settle the matter between us?" Liu Weiguang asked.

"We men solve it?" Mo Zhicheng was stunned.

"Yes, you like Yujuan, and I like Yujuan too. We are both Yujuan's men. It's just that you are from the past, and I am from the present. The past can't be compared with the present. You should quit, don't do it again. Hurt Yujuan. Didn't you notice? Yujuan is getting more and more unhappy." Liu Weiguang said.

Mo Zhicheng nodded secretly, Liu Weiguang was right, Yang Yujuan was in a bad mood last night and scolded him, even Mo Li.

"What do you think we should do now?" Mo Zhicheng was worried about Yang Yujuan, not whether she would be able to leave him.

In Mo Zhicheng's heart, as long as Yang Yujuan lives well and happily, he will be at ease.

Whether he can be with Yang Yujuan is not the main thing.

To love someone is not to have her.Keeping her happy is the most important thing.

"Of course you left Yujuan, divorce her quickly." Liu Weiguang said angrily, "Mo Zhicheng, don't pretend you don't know anything, it's actually all your fault."

"Is it my fault?" Concerned about it, Mo Zhicheng blamed himself.

Liu Weiguang was delighted when he heard it: "It's good that you know it. Hurry up and find a way to get Yujuan to leave your house. It's best for you to divorce tomorrow. Of course, you must not tell me. After all, Yujuan likes me very much now. If She knows that I came to you at a lower price because of her, and she will be even more sad."

If Mo Zhicheng thought about it seriously, he would find something wrong with what Liu Weiguang said.

But Mo Zhicheng was in such a mess right now, how could he think about these things carefully?
He just knew that Yang Yujuan was in great pain now, and he couldn't let her suffer like this.

"I...I will find a way..." Mo Zhicheng said hesitantly.

"Mo Zhicheng, Yujuan is a good woman. You hurt her very badly before, so don't hurt her anymore." Liu Weiguang told her several times before walking forward.

Liu Weiguang's car was parked not far in front, because there were so many students in Ninth Elementary School when school was over, many parents of the school's parent committee guarded the intersections on both sides and did not allow the car to enter.

Mo Zhicheng was in a trance, and stood there without moving.

Seeing that something was wrong with Mo Zhicheng, the security guard at the door came over and asked, "Mr. Mo, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine." Mo Zhicheng suddenly came to his senses and drove home in a hurry.

When Mo Zhicheng returned home, he found that Yang Yujuan had returned and was cooking in the kitchen, while Mo Yu was sitting on the sofa in the small living room.

Seeing Mo Zhicheng come back, Yang Yujuan said angrily: "Didn't I tell you? I will be back later when I have a shift at noon. I want you to come back early to cook and don't delay Mo Yu's time. Why are you coming back now?"

"I'm delayed by something." Mo Zhicheng said shyly.

"Hmph." Yang Yujuan thought that Mo Zhicheng was delayed by those little things at school again, and felt annoyed.

Mo Zhicheng has always been like this, treating some small things in school as big things, and he doesn't even want his home.

But how did Yang Yujuan know that Liu Weiguang came to look for Mo Zhicheng just now, which made Mo Zhicheng feel uncomfortable now, and even when he came back, the speed of the car was not fast.

When going up the stairs, Mo Zhicheng also felt a little strenuous, and his steps were much heavier than usual.

Seeing Yang Yujuan angry, Mo Zhicheng thought that as Liu Weiguang said, he had a big opinion on him and didn't like him anymore.

"Let me cook." Mo Zhicheng said hastily.

"No need, you should be busy with your big business." Yang Yujuan mocked.

Mo Zhicheng thought so, so he had no choice but to go back to his room.

Because he was in a bad mood, Mo Zhicheng simply lay down on the bed.

Liang Ping felt something was wrong, came to Mo Zhicheng's room, and asked, "Zhicheng, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm fine. I'm a little tired. I want to lie down." Mo Zhicheng was afraid that his mother would worry, so he hurriedly explained.

"You have worked very hard." Liang Ping sighed, "Take a rest, I can also cook in the future."

Liang Ping used to be able to fry some simple dishes, but she couldn't stand for too long, so she had to sit and fry.

But it's okay to be able to sit and stir fry and serve Mo Li to eat. There's no need to make Mo Zhicheng and Yang Yujuan busy every time.

"Mom, I don't need you, it's just that there are some special circumstances today." Mo Zhicheng sat up and comforted Liang Ping, "I just lay down for a while, and I'm not so tired now."

Mo Zhicheng was afraid that his mother would still be worried, so he went to the restaurant to set up the bowls and chopsticks, and brought out Yang Yujuan's fried dishes.

Seeing that Mo Zhicheng came to help, Yang Yujuan was not so angry.

However, she still snorted: "If you want to eat, you have to do it yourself."

If it was Liu Weiguang's playful radish, he would have heard Yang Yujuan's duplicity in his tone early in the morning.

But Mo Zhicheng didn't know, and thought that Yang Yujuan really hated him, so he immediately took out the fried dishes and served soup for Mo Yu and others.

After everyone finished eating, Mo Yu and Liang Ping went back to their room. Yang Yujuan didn't want to go back to her room to sleep, so she sat on the sofa in the living room.

Mo Zhicheng walked over, hesitated, and whispered, "Are you used to living at home now?"

"What do you mean by that?" Yang Yujuan raised her head and looked at Mo Zhicheng.

"I...I don't mean anything." Mo Zhicheng said guiltily.

Yang Yujuan has lived with Mo Zhicheng for so many years, how could she not know what he said with a guilty conscience?

"Mo Zhicheng, I've lived here for more than ten years, and you're only asking me this now? Are you trying to say something?" Yang Yujuan questioned Mo Zhicheng.

"I..." Mo Zhicheng was speechless.

His eloquence is very good, but in front of Yang Yujuan, when he is nervous and guilty, he will not perform normally.

Especially when Mo Zhicheng thought that Yang Yujuan already hated him and was tired of this family, how could he be sober?
At this moment, he was suffering from heartache and headache, and didn't know what to do.

Yang Yujuan seemed to understand that Mo Zhicheng had other thoughts.

But Mo Yu was resting at home, and Yang Yujuan didn't want to quarrel with Mo Zhicheng, for fear of disturbing the children.

When I'm free, I must ask Mo Zhicheng to see what's going on... Yang Yujuan thought to herself.

(End of this chapter)