Gu Shao's favorite reborn little wife

Chapter 141
Holding on to the handle of the sofa, he sat down, drunk, the strong smell of alcohol washed away the fragrance, and Mr. Mo stopped thinking about drinking tea again.

"Zhang Yu, when will you get rid of your drinking habit? Look, you look like a human being every day, and ghosts don't look like ghosts. Can't you go to your elder brother's company to help?"

Although Mo Zhangyu has no abilities or strengths, his biggest advantage is that he is obedient. He listens to Mr. Mo and his elder brother.

I don't have much ink in my chest, and I don't have much pursuit. I have money when I stretch out my hands, and I have food when I open my mouth, so I won't go out to beg for food.

Mo Zhangyu waved his hand indifferently, and hiccupped: "Dad, you know me, I don't have much ability, I just want to be an idler who eats and waits to die, after so many years, I can't change it That's it, let me go like this, and I won't cause trouble, just don't bring disaster to the Mo family."

As he was talking, he started to feel sleepy, yawned indistinctly, and summoned a servant to help him up to the second floor.

Mr. Mo looked at the stairs leading to the second floor, feeling a little uneasy.

Mo Zhangyu is right in saying that a person's habits cannot be changed in a short time, unless you have strong self-control.

Mo Zihao seemed to be a different person in just a few days, he was respectful and polite, and his previous bad habits were gone.

He didn't think that Mo Zihao was a person with strong self-control, so there was only one possibility, what Mo Zihao was plotting was so important that he had to sacrifice himself and pretend everywhere to gain some benefits.

He hasn't figured out what it is for, but the anxiety in his heart is getting worse.

Mo Zhangyu fell asleep as soon as he touched the pillow, and slept until evening.

In a daze, I felt the moisture on my face, and tried to open my eyes to take a look, but my eyelids were so heavy that I couldn't open them at all, and my head hurt, I struggled a few times, but I couldn't get up.

"Dad, don't move. I'll wipe your face for you to make you feel better."

Mo Zhangyu was really frightened by the gentle "Dad", he sat up in a jerk, and the towel on his forehead fell off.

"Zihao, don't scare Dad. Why did you become like this? Did you get stimulated by something? Tell Dad, Dad will decide for you."

Mo Zihao still had that obedient look: "No, I just figured it out in the past few days. I was too a jerk before. I've grown up, and I can't let my family wipe my ass anymore."

Mo Zhangyu was obviously terrified. His own son knew that he was such a virtuous man since he was a child.

"Zihao, tell me the truth, did this incident irritate you? It's okay, Dad told you, even if you don't have the right to inherit, you are still a child of my Mo family, and you won't be hungry if we adults eat it all at once. Don't worry, don't get excited."

As soon as he heard Mo Zhangyu mention this matter, Mo Zihao was furious.

They are obviously the sons of the Mo family. The uncle has been in charge of the company since he was an adult, and his father is always looking for fun every day. He is willing to be a mediocre person. He looks down on Mo Zhangyu from the bottom of his heart.

But these words can't be said, and even the slightest bit can't be shown on the surface. He has to endure. His plan has not been realized, and he can't be angry until the goal is achieved.

It's time for Erfang to take control of the Mo family's sovereignty.

(End of this chapter)