The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Chapter 623 Your good days are over
"What do you mean?"

Mo Li was placed under house arrest in a disguised form, and there was no news from the outside world. The mobile phone was normal, but there was no signal, and he could not make calls. He used to have a secretary to report to work every day. For a week in a row, he was completely blocked. Know nothing.

This happened once three years ago.

Not only was he under house arrest, he was almost tortured by Mo Ting until his skin peeled off.

His life was almost gone, and he was hanging on his last breath, which made him paralyzed for half a year before gradually recovering.

At the beginning, it was hidden from Mo tingshen. Every time he had a diagnosis and treatment, he would quietly call a trusted doctor to his home. All the servants at home kept their mouths shut, and no one was allowed to reveal anything in front of Mo tingshen.

Later, after his body became conscious, Mo Li couldn't wait to appear in front of the public.

Buying off reporters to rush to report, he is more powerful than any star in the entertainment industry, and he can't wait for his news to be everywhere in the country.

At that time, Mo Tingshen was abroad, out of his reach, and Mo Li escaped the catastrophe. Since the public made his first two appearances, Mo Tingshen has not done anything to him.

This matter has always made Mo Li complacent, even self-confident to the point of conceit.

Since he won the fight at the time, the result would be the same if he did it again. Moreover, Mo Tingshen did not catch any real evidence this time. He personally watched and destroyed the monitoring that night, so there was absolutely no way he could make a mistake.

He was sure that Mo Tingshen could do nothing against him, so he put him under house arrest. After a while, if the old tricks were repeated, no one could do anything to him.

However, Ling Wei now has extreme loathing for Mo Li, so she glanced at him and asked, "Mo Li, don't you think you are getting old?"

Mo Li frowned at her.

"Do you really think you can still contact reporters?"

Mo Li suddenly felt flustered, "It's so strange early in the morning, what do you mean?"

Ling Wei sneered again and again, "Your good days are coming to an end."

"I asked you what you mean!"

Mo Li picked up the plate and slammed it on the ground with all his strength. Broken porcelain pieces and scattered sandwiches were thrown all over the floor. He couldn't bear the provocation from his submissive wife, and asked angrily: " Who said what in front of you? Tell me if you have the ability, I think you are courageous, dare to act unscrupulously in front of me!"

Ling Wei stood up, her trouser legs were brushed by lettuce leaves and some salad dressing was stained, her whole body tensed up to trembling, she bit her lip and said nothing.

As soon as Mo Suizhi went downstairs, he heard the movement of the restaurant. From this angle, he couldn't directly see the inside of the restaurant, and all he could see was Ling Wei's back.

He didn't really want to see Mo Li's expression.

Sighing, he said softly to the servant behind him who was pushing the wheelchair: "Go upstairs, I don't have breakfast, make me a cup of coffee."

"Second young master, how about drinking coffee on an empty stomach? You are... weak. How about I ask the kitchen to make some millet porridge?"

"No need," Mo Suizhi retracted his gaze, held the automatic button on the handrail with both hands, and turned his body towards the elevator, "I don't have an appetite, so don't go to the restaurant, push me upstairs."

"I'm not here, you don't even have breakfast?"

The sound of footsteps came from far to near, and Mo Ting's tall and straight body walked in from the door, his shoulders seemed to be covered with the warm morning light.

Mo Suizhi felt unreal in a daze, took a closer look, and suddenly smiled, "Why is the eldest brother back?"

"Come back and see you."

Mo Ting gave the servant a deep nod, "Go and prepare breakfast for the second young master. Send the things he usually eats upstairs."

(End of this chapter)