Good Morning, Dear

Duanmuyun was overbearing, but she ignored her.

This is Mo Li's home. They are Mo Li's people. Even if they want to listen, they can only listen to Mo Li's words. Everyone ignored her and regarded her as invisible.

She was so angry that she stretched out her hand and dragged it. Whoever dragged it was who. She dragged Wang Ma, who was nearest to her, and almost dragged Wang Ma down: "throw, throw, throw all her things outside. Don't appear in front of me or on Mo's territory."

Wang Ma doesn't lose it.

Duanmuyun pulled her hard. She couldn't stand stably and fell to the ground.

Mo Li was angry and drank coldly in a calm voice: "is it enough? If there is no one to accompany you in your own territory, you will accompany me to make trouble here? Mrs. Duanmu, if I remember correctly, I should have said that you can't go in and out of my villa freely."

Not Ma, not Mrs. Mo, but Mrs. Duanmu.

If she doesn't congratulate him but disgusts him, he will disgust back. Anyway, they hurt each other. Let's hurt each other together.

If his mother is not kind, why should he be filial as a son?!

Mo Li's facial features are cold, his eyes are like snow, a pair of slender long legs go down step by step, a king's style of coming to the world. Others seemed to find a backer and stepped back, away from duanmuyun and close to him.

His cold lips opened gently, and his deep tone was alienated and ruthless: "Mrs. Duanmu, if I remember correctly, you should have divorced my father. The division after the divorce should be very clear. Mo's family is Mo's family, Duanmu's family is Duanmu's family, and the well water does not invade the river. So, I want to know, what identity do you take to manage Mo's family's affairs? What identity do you take to run wild on my territory? My territory, you are a passer-by , Cheng Qingyao is the hostess, understand? "

The voice was not urgent or slow, and the sound line was not high or low, but the air was cold, and no one dared to gasp. With the last word, he walked up the last step, then walked to Wang Ma and asked her if she had anything to do.

Wang Ma lowered her head, red eyes and said, "it's all right."

He took away Wang Ma's hand covering her face again. He didn't know how much strength he had used. It began to swell, and blood was still hanging on the corners of his mouth. Don't get angry. Ask the housekeeper to take Wang Ma to apply medicine, and then ask others to disperse, so as not to be hurt by her again.

Duan Muyun was silly. She stood there stupidly, her face red and white. Mrs. Duanmu? He called her Mrs. Duanmu? She was a passer-by, but the bitch Cheng Qingyao became the hostess??

In other words, she has no right to lose Cheng Qingyao's things and drive Cheng Qingyao away, while Cheng Qingyao has the right to lose her things and drive her away.

"Unfilial son! Unfilial son! How dare you call me Mrs. Duanmu? How dare you scold me for being wild? How dare you drive me away?" duanmuyun rushed over and wanted to beat him. He also wondered why their mother child relationship came to this step?

Before amnesia, they had a difficult temperament. Mother and son rarely met. They didn't call each other when they met. Well, they nodded or even called.

After amnesia, the mother child relationship improved. He would call her mother, invite her to dinner and give her gifts. They reversed their previous relationship and were no longer strangers. However, later, after more Lin xiner and Yao Yao, their relationship deteriorated again. They had no gifts, no invited meals and no meeting, and ordered not to enter the villa and not to see Yao Yao.

Also from that time on, she never heard him call her mother again. However, if she didn't call her mother, she never called her Mrs. Duanmu.

Mrs. Duanmu? What do you mean? To draw a line with her? To break away from mother child relationship with her?

Can he break away from the relationship between mother and son? Can he afford the rent for pregnancy in October?

Anger, anger, his unfilial.

Hate, hate Cheng Qingyao's flattering skills, how can she confuse him with her relatives? It was like this before amnesia, but it was still like this after amnesia. She was angry and rushed over to beat him and slap him in the face.

How could Mo Li let her fight? He grabbed her wrist and looked down coldly: "Mrs. Duanmu, if you don't hear clearly, I can say it several times. You don't have a wild share in this territory. In my territory, my wife is always the first, and no one can match."

"You, you, you..." Duan Muyun's eyes were red with anger. She was full of words and wanted to scold, but she couldn't scold again. She was so angry that she was distressed, so angry that her chest fluctuated violently. She struggled to get rid of him, but she couldn't get rid of his clamp.

She took a deep breath and looked at him angrily. Her eyes were bloodshot, like looking at a stranger she had never known. She couldn't help asking herself again, is this still her son born in October? Why is it so strange? Strange seems to have never understood!

Shake hands, shake hands again, and then scream at him in a manic mood: "let go of me, let go of me, let go of me, it's hard not to become her. Do you still want to do it to me? Mo Li, I tell you, I don't dare you recognize it or not, I'm all your mother!"

"Mother? Where do you look like a mother? What do you do to make yourself look like a mother? Go outside and have a look. Who's the mother of your family who is so fierce, savage and unreasonable? The Mo family has three children. Let me ask, which one have you managed? Me, Qinglian, or nuoling? Nuoling hasn't contacted us for four years. Have you asked her whether she is alive or dead now? Mother, you What a good mother! "

"I didn't take care of you. Will you have a son today? I didn't take care of Qinglian. Qinglian can live until now? I didn't take care of nuoling. I can take care of nuoling's temper? What's her temper, you don't know?"

"I don't know. I really don't know. I haven't seen her in the past four years. I won't recognize her as my sister when I meet her on the road. As for my son, thank you! Yao Yao is very healthy, sensible and considerate. He doesn't inherit your bad genes. Yao Yao is also very kind to him and doesn't dislike his existence at all. Don't worry, it's my son. I'll raise him all my life without you Come here and play with moths. "

"You..."

"When you heard the news and knew that I proposed to Cheng Qingyao, you ran over to beat and break us up with Yao Yao? I'm sorry, there can't be a second bad hearted woman in this family except yourself. She doesn't mind. She doesn't mind from beginning to end. Mrs. Duanmu, your idea is empty again."

Mo Li stared into her eyes, cold and fierce, and told him with his eyes that he was not the same as before.

He can protect his wife now. He has reason and reason to protect his wife.

However, the hand holding the wrist did not exert force. In the final analysis, she was still his mother, even if she didn't look like a mother: "Mrs. Duanmu, I don't like you very much. I don't want you to teach Yao badly because I don't want you to get close to Yao. Mrs. Wang is my person. I never think she can do anything wrong in taking care of me these years. You beat her like that, in addition to making me hate you more, you just want you to stay away from us and Yao more."

Duan Muyun couldn't shake her hand. She was carried by him all the time and lost her face. She stretched out her foot and kicked him. She also deliberately opened her voice and shouted, "what's the matter with me beating Wang ma? I can't beat a servant? I'm not only going to beat her, but also Cheng Qingyao. Cheng Qingyao is a bitch, occupying the Mo family and Yao Yao. Yao Yao is the son born to you by Lin xiner."

Mo Li's face was as dark as ink, his lips closed tightly, wanted to refute several times, and swallowed his words several times.

Duan Muyun kneaded her weakness and hummed a sneer: "Yao Yao is the eldest grandson of the Mo family. What is the little bitch she and Nan Youjin gave birth to? Bringing back the Mo family can only pollute the Mo family's court... Ouch..." before she finished, she had fallen heavily to the ground.

Mo Li didn't want to start with her, but her words were too much. Yao Yao was his son and Niannian was his daughter. Yao Yao was the eldest grandson of the Mo family and Niannian was the eldest princess of the Mo family. There was no difference between the two. Why did the bitch say that?

"You are not qualified to scold Cheng Qingyao, let alone Niannian. Niannian is my Moli's daughter. Anyone who dares to scold her and bully her is to make Moli the enemy, and I will make her life worse than death." call the housekeeper and the bodyguard: "send Mrs. Duanmu out, and don't let her step into the villa again, and don't let her get close to Yao and Niannian."

He has failed Cheng Qingyao once and can't fail him again. He owes more to him. Since he was born, he hasn't done his duty as a father. How can he make her suffer such unnamed grievances again?

Drive her away!

Stop her!

Since then, mother and son are strangers!

He turned and let the bodyguard pick her up. She struggled and roared all the way: "Cheng Qingyao, you bitch, I won't let you succeed or let you marry into Mo's house... Mo Li, you unfilial son, I want to uncover your ugly face. I want Cheng Qingyao not to be Yao Yao's stepmother... No, absolutely not. You don't want to get married, don't think..."