Author: Sigui Beihong

Mo Yunxiao didn't sleep that night, and neither did everyone in the Mo family.

The city of Tokyo has always been bustling, and there is a constant flow of people even at midnight. Especially along the road from Ma Street to Tian Street, restaurants and restaurants are brightly lit, and all kinds of tricks to attract business are also displayed in the wind. The waiters stand in front of the stores and work hard.

The hawking and hawking words are also quite particular, and coupled with their professionally trained voices, they are unique.

The servants and maids of the Mo family were also mixed in with the crowd, looking around anxiously. However, everywhere was bustling and bustling, but there was no sign of Mo Yunxiao.

Mo Chenglin sat blankly in the middle hall. His cheekbones were protruding, his cheeks were sunken, and his eyes lacked any of their former sparkle. Zhang Yun'er and Li Xianmo sat at the bottom, both shedding tears.

Zhang Yun'er cried especially sadly. She kept wiping her tears with her handkerchief and cried: "God kill me! God kill me! He Lu! Why are you teasing me like this!"

"Mom! Stop crying..." Mo Yunxiang squatted beside her, comforting her from time to time. But she couldn't help but shed tears. Of course she was not crying for Mo Yunxiao's disappearance, but

He is afraid of the unpredictable future for himself and his mother.

Li Xianmo also wiped his red and swollen eyes with a handkerchief, then turned sideways and said to Yun Xi beside him: "Go and persuade your father to have some snacks."

Mo Yunxi pouted, nodded, picked up a plate of candied fruits on the table, went up to it and said, "Dad, please eat something first."

Mo Chenglin waved his hands blankly and said, "If He Lu doesn't come back, I won't have any appetite."

Mo Yunxi was stunned and didn't know what to say. He could only turn his head to look at Li Xianmo in panic. Li Xianmo became excited.

She stood up and choked with sobs: "Dalang, you are the pillar of this family. If you fall, how can we, the two of us... and the hundreds of people in this family survive?"

At the end of the sentence, she screamed loudly and knelt down on the ground. Mo Yunxi shuddered and knelt down too.

Mo Chenglin rolled his eyes, looked at the mother and daughter blankly, and said without any hesitation: "You have nothing to do here, go back."

Li Xianmo hurriedly rushed forward and grabbed Mo Chenglin's arm. Everyone was stunned, and Mo Yunxiang even exclaimed.

"Dalang! I won't leave! Unless I watch you eat this fruit, I won't leave. Or...or you are cruel enough and beat me to death with a stick!" Li Xianmo

He pulled Mo Chenglin tightly, his eyes bulging, as if he wanted to fight the man in front of him desperately.

Mo Yunxi was also startled, and hurriedly stood up to pull her, and said hurriedly: "Mom! What are you doing! Don't make daddy angry!"

But Mo Chenglin didn't seem angry. He just looked at her blankly, suddenly smiled bitterly and said, "My daughter is so old, but you still haven't changed your temper."

Only then did Li Xianmo let go of Mo Chenglin's hand. She calmly adjusted her hair and clothes, and said angrily: "I'm sorry, sir, but this lowly maid has been born with this temperament, and she can't change it."

Mo Chenglin shook his head and said with a smile: "You, you, why are you doing this? Okay, just put down this fruit, and I will eat it in a moment."

Mo Yunxiang and Zhang Yun'er couldn't help but look at each other. They both felt a little surprised, but after the surprise, they both regained their composure.

The reason why Li Xianmo jumped from a little maid to the third grandma of the Mo family back then was not just because of her beauty.

Mo Chenglin is a serious and decisive person. Everyone in the family is afraid of him. He seems to feel that as the head of the family, people should be afraid, just like the official family should be afraid of the officials.

But Li Xianmo was not afraid of him. Not only was he not afraid, he would even make fun of him. Once he went to Zhang Yun'er's Yilan residence to sit for a while. When Li Xianmo offered tea, Mo Chenglin was absent-minded and actually took the hot tea cup with his hand.

He was so painful that he knocked over the tea cup.

Zhang Yun'er was so frightened that she hurriedly knelt down and shouted: "Please calm down, sir. This damn maid is too careless."

Mo Chenglin glared at Li Xianmo with angry eyes. Seeing that she was just standing with her little mouth pouting as if she was dissatisfied, he asked, "What did you say?"

Li Xianmo glanced at him and said: "As for Dalang, the younger one is right. The younger one presented it with a tea cup on a tea tray. The older one should have taken the tea tray instead of the tea cup. So it was the older one who was wrong."

After hearing this, Zhang Yun'er was so frightened that she shouted: "Damn it! Damn it! Someone drag this unruly thing out and beat him!"

Li Xianmo raised his eyebrows and raised his voice and said: "The elder is not a sage, how can he not make mistakes! Although the younger one doesn't know how to order tea, he can still cook a bowl. The younger one sticks to the rules and is the elder brother.

The old man overturned the tea cup, why should he take his anger out on the young man!"

At this time, a servant had already rushed in and pulled Li Xianmo. "Let me go! Isn't it Dalang's fault this time? Why did you hit me!" She protested loudly while struggling.

"Okay!" Mo Chenglin said suddenly, and everyone stopped. He had never experienced the feeling of being contradicted by a servant, but this feeling was not annoying, but made him feel fresh.

He nodded and said to Li Xianmo: 'Yes, it's my fault. Can you help me cook another bowl?'

Li Xianmo just glanced at him, bowed slightly, turned around and left. Zhang Yun'er didn't know why and was still cursing: "You don't understand the rules!"

But what Zhang Yuner didn't expect was that a few days later, Li Xianmo was taken over by Mo Chenglin, and she was given an independent house named "Zhilanju". Zhang Yuner was naturally very jealous and always scolded her.

Eat inside and outside, what kind of foxy skills do you know?

But how can Li Xianmo charm people? She just understands men's hearts better than Zhang Yuner. But Zhang Yuner has never understood this truth.

So at this moment, Zhang Yun'er was even more jealous than jealous, admiring Li Xianmo's superb "funny" skills.

At this moment, there was a knock on the door. "Father! Father!" Mo Yunze's voice also came in. There was a bright torch outside the house, and several figures were clearly reflected on the doors and windows.

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Mo Chenglin's eyes suddenly glowed and he shouted: "Let him in quickly!"

Mo Yunze came into the room panting. Before he could say anything, Mo Chenglin had already chased after him. He asked anxiously: "How is it? Did you find your female brother?"

"No." Mo Yunze shook his head while wiping his sweat and said: "I took my servant at home from Zhouqiao to West Street and walked back and forth three times. I asked countless people, but there was still no female brother.

News.”

Mo Chenglin slapped the coffee table hard and said bitterly: "Then why are you coming back? Why don't you continue to look for me!"

Mo Yunze glanced at his crying mother and Yun Xiang, and then said: "Father said that this matter should not be reported to the government. But if we search for someone in such a big way, it is inevitable that the government will not discover it. If the Kaifeng government sends someone to inquire,

Wouldn’t it be worse?”

Mo Chenglin turned around and said, "What do you mean?"

Mo Yunze lowered his head and said: "I'm just trying to be clever. I don't know if this method will work. The day before yesterday, the eldest daughter's brother faked his death. The wife of Privy Council Zeng Buzeng, who was in charge of the dynasty, was the very talented and famous Wei

Madam came here to express her condolences. Madam Wei and the eldest daughter are close friends. We might as well go to her for help. She is a generous person and she is an official's wife. Wouldn't it be best to have both?"

Mo Chenglin turned around quietly and asked: "Shigure, do you want to take the opportunity to marry Zeng Bu?"

Mo Yunze looked shocked and hurriedly knelt down and said: "Father knows it well, and the child will never dare to have such thoughts."

"Then what are you thinking?" Mo Chenglin shouted angrily and said, "Don't you understand the rules of the Mo family? I will never allow you to make friends with powerful people!"

"Yes, I know my mistake." Mo Yunze could only kneel down, not daring to raise his head.

When Zhang Yun'er saw her son being punished, she became angry and said coldly: "Da Lang is so fair. People from the Mo family are not allowed to associate with powerful people. Isn't He Lu a member of the Mo family? He Lu is friends with Mrs. Wei first.

Shigure was just eager to save people and didn't want to break the Mo family's rule of not reporting anything to the officials. Why did Dalang scold him? Besides, Shigure will take the big exam next year. If he gets on the Dragon Ranking, what will happen?

How can you not make friends with powerful people?"

"Mom! Please stop saying a few words." Mo Yunxiang took Zhang Yun'er's hand and said, "Dad is also concerned and confused. He doesn't want to scold Shigure."

"What do you know?" Mo Chenglin glared angrily and said to Zhang Yun'er: "If Shiyu really wins the ranking, it makes sense to make friends with ministers. But if he clings to you now, I'm afraid it will bring disaster to the Mo family!"

Zhang Yun'er also stood up and said: "In Tokyo, which wealthy businessman doesn't have a few friends in the officialdom? In other words, our Mo family and Fan Lou, surnamed Song, are innocent. But that's all.

Let He Lu wipe it off. She and Mrs. Wei are as good as the same person. There are so many pairs of eyes in the Mo family, who can't see it? You don't allow Shi Yu to ask her for help, but it's not necessary.

But He Lu has to break up with this person."

Mo Yunxiang was even more anxious, and hurriedly pulled Zhang Yun'er and said: "Mom, the whereabouts of the eldest daughter brother are unknown right now, what are you talking about!"

Mo Chenglin's anger surged and he shouted: "Come here! Take the Second Mistress back to Yilanju for a break! Don't leave even a step without me!"

Zhang Yun'er was shocked when she heard this and said hurriedly: "Da Lang! Do you want me to be grounded?"

"Humph!" Mo Chenglin flicked his sleeves and simply turned around.

Zhang Yun'er burst into tears, crying and shouting: "Oh my God! How can my life be so miserable! God will kill me! God will kill me..."

"Mom, let's not be angry with Daddy and leave quickly." Mo Yunxiang helped Zhang Yun'er cry and left the house.

Mo Chenglin sighed and said to himself: "My family is unfortunate, my family is unfortunate..."

Li Xianmo smiled slightly and came forward and said, "Don't be angry, Mr. Da Lang. I know my sister's temper and her words are reckless, but she means what she says but she doesn't mean it."

Mo Chenglin turned around, held Li Xianmo's little hand, and said, "Oh, I just wish she could be half as considerate as you are."

Li Xianmo's cheeks turned red and she said shyly: "What a shameless man, what did you say in front of two children?"

"Da Lang! Da Lang!" Du Juan's voice also came from outside. Everyone followed the sound and saw that although she was shouting urgently, she had a happy face and her spirits were lifted.

Mo Chenglin hurriedly let go of Li Xianmo's hand, walked up to him and asked, "How is it?"

Dujuan ran out of breath, put her hands on her knees, panted, and said: "Miss, she...is back."
Chapter completed!