The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 1017 Are you protesting to her in this way?

Everything sinks in tenderness...

Suddenly, the phone rang suddenly.

It was Mo Junting's cell phone.

Both stopped.

The lights were on, the two of them didn't speak, they looked at each other quietly, their eyes were full of spring, as if they wanted to see each other's soul.

Finally, Mo Junting moved first.

He didn't answer the phone, but planned to continue what he hadn't finished.

The bell kept ringing.

Yan Zhixin pushed him: "Look who it is, maybe there is something urgent."

Although they did not invite the media to their engagement banquet, the Imperial family announced the news of Mo Junting's engagement at the beginning of the engagement ceremony. Unless it was something important, most people would not disturb him on the night of his engagement.

Mo Junting looked down at the girl in his arms, who was even more beautiful than a blooming rose at the moment. He closed his eyes, pulled the quilt to cover her, and got up to answer the phone.

As soon as he heard it, the breath around him became cold: "What did you say?"

"As soon as the show was over, she told me that she absolutely disagreed with the two of you getting married. I slapped her and she ran out."

It was Mo Mingcheng who made the call, and his voice was a little anxious, "I'm worried that she's going to mess around with you and let the servant stop her. Just now when the patrol car passed by, I found the servant lying unconscious in the grass, and your mother is gone. Did she come to you?"

Obviously, no.

The security of the nursing home is even worse than that of the presidential palace.

In order to hold the engagement banquet smoothly, the security was twice as tight as usual.

Who can take her in a nursing home?
Mo Junting faintly had an answer in his heart, and his voice was particularly calm: "What is the reason for the servant's coma?"

Mo Mingcheng said: "Still investigating."

After hanging up the phone, Mo Junting walked to the bed, looked at the girl in the bed, and gently placed his hand on her head: "I'll be right back, wait for me."

Yan Zhixin grabbed his hand: "What happened?"

Mo Junting said in a deep voice, "My mother is gone."

After speaking, he dressed neatly and went out.

Yan Zhixin watched his back disappear by the door, and sighed softly.

Is Ning Xianya protesting to her in this way?

Yan Zhixin got up from the bed, went into the bathroom to take off her make-up and take a shower, and then slowly put away that beautiful dress.

She was a little helpless.

More depressed and powerless.

If some coquettish bitch wanted to compete with her for Mo Junting, she wouldn't be worried at all.

But the other party is Mo Junting's mother!
Then the problem comes again.

Others are at most competing for men with rivals and mistresses.

Why is she competing with her mother-in-law for a man!
I am speechless after thinking about it.

Yan Zhixin thought wildly for a long time, but before Mo Junting came back, she waited for a phone call.

A strange phone call.

A rough male voice came from the phone: "Miss Yan Zhixin, is that right? Your future mother-in-law, Ms. Ning Xianya, is in my hands. If you want her life, just be obedient."

Yan Zhixin was stunned.

She was silent for a moment, and asked, "How can I be sure if what you said is true?"

The man laughed: "Listen."

In the next second, Ning Xianya's sharp cry broke into her ears: "Yan Zhixin, they are going to kill me, come and save me!"

"Shut up!" The man seemed to have kicked Ning Xianya, and Ning Xianya let out another scream, and then stopped abruptly, as if someone covered her mouth.

Yan Zhixin's heart sank suddenly, and she asked, "What do you want?"

(End of this chapter)