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

Chapter 625 The General Ledger
Mo Tingshen didn't answer him.

He got up, put his hand on Mo Suizhi's shoulder, "Don't think too much, just go."

After the words fell, he took a special look at the servant.

The servant really has good eyesight. Although he is serving the second young master, he is hired by the young master. It is easy to take care of the patients from being an idle nurse in the hospital to living in such a luxurious villa. He is still tall, so every time he sees Mo Tingshen, he will be respectful, but he will respond to everything the young master asks.

No need to explain anything, just pushed the second young master and went out.

Mo Tingshen watched Mo Suizhi go away until he could no longer see him.

The cigarette in his hand didn't take a few puffs, but it burned to the end. He pointed at the edge of the ashtray with his finger, put it on the coffee table and pushed it in front of him, skillfully snuffed out the cigarette butt, and lit another one.

He barely took this one out of his mouth, and he finished it very quickly.

Then light the third one.

With his back on his back, his 1.8-meter-five figure is extremely oppressive. Even if some people don't say a word, just standing here, the sense of presence is so strong that people can't ignore it.

People in the dining room frequently looked into the living room.

It was as if the heart had been dug out and tormented on a stone cooked in a fire.

Mo Li's hands trembled uncontrollably.

From just now, Ling Wei looked at Mo Li coldly, seeing the various expressions on his face. She went from ridicule, hatred, to disappointment, and then gradually calmed down.

It seemed disgusting to be touched by such a dirty man.

"The court is deep." Ling Wei walked out of the restaurant.

The sudden action made Mo Li anxious, and he growled in a low voice behind her: "Ling, come back to me, how dare you!"

Ling Wei didn't give him a straight look, she just glanced back from the corner of her eye, no matter how panicked Mo Li is now, she is not at all relieved.

"The court is deep."

Ling Wei walked behind Mo Tingshen, "Have you had breakfast yet?"

When she came over, she didn't suppress the sound of her footsteps, and she also called twice, but Mo tingshen didn't seem to hear him, and he didn't even look at him when he was talking next to him.

Ling Wei thought he was lost in thought and wanted to say something more, Mo Ting looked at her deeply, and said softly, "I've eaten."

"Oh..." Ling Wei suddenly ran out of words, and since when did it become difficult to find a topic with her son, "That, that's good."

Mo Ting turned sideways to her, looking from top to bottom, looking down from Ling Wei's forehead, his cold eyes became slightly warmer.

"I have one thing to do later, if you are afraid, you can go to Suizhi."

Ling Wei bit her lip, "No, I'll stay here."

She glanced at Mo Tingshen, then turned around, and drove out all the servants inside and outside the villa.

Go and close the door yourself.

Looking back, Mo Tingshen was nowhere in the living room.

Mo Li's panicked voice came from the restaurant: "What do you want to do?"

Mo Ting stood in front of him deeply, with a cigarette in his mouth, the tip of his tongue pressed against the cigarette butt to the corner of his mouth, his thin lips opened and closed, and the voice lingering in the smoke was low and deep, wrapped in a bone-chilling chill: "I have three years I warned you before, so you don't want to think about the waist again."

Mo Li's eyes flashed, "I don't know what you're talking about, I haven't seen her recently."

"Haven't seen it?" Mo Ting sneered deeply, "Golden Deer Award, celebration banquet, garage."

Mo Li suddenly raised his head, his eyes trembling uncontrollably, "Who are you listening to?"

Mo Tingshen didn't speak.

"Chuyao? Is that the little bitch Chuyao?"

(End of this chapter)