Chapter 4241 It must have been inherited from my father

Bei Wanxing nodded, not believing he could really fight, "Okay."

Mo Yaochen looked at her coldly, took the landline phone nearby, and pressed a series of numbers skillfully. The receiver rang a few times, and then connected.

A magnetic and cold male voice came, "What trouble did you get into again?"

Mo Yaochen rolled his eyes, but how could he be embarrassed when his woman was here? He pulled off his tie and asked seriously, "Dad, why did I get into trouble when I called you? Am I that kind of person?"

Mo Nanjue said coldly, "Yes."

Mo Yaochen, "..."

My younger brother must have inherited it from his father, that’s for sure!

"Dad, where are you?"

Mo Nanjue was wearing a white riding outfit, with leather boots covering his slender legs. His slender body leaned back against the railing of the racecourse, "Guess, I'll tell you if you guess it right."

Mo Yaochen retorted, "I guessed it right, do you need to tell me?"

Mo Nanjue snorted coldly, "Then you still ask me?!"

"..."

Mo Yaochen gave up arguing with his father. He raised his eyes and looked at Bei Wanxing, with a slight curl in the corner of his mouth, "Dad, I have someone here looking for you."

He said and handed the microphone to her.

Doesn't she want to be stubborn with him?

He didn't believe she dared to accept it!

Bei Wanxing glanced at it and reached out to take the phone. She put it to her ear and said politely, "Hello? Hello, Mr. Mo."

Mo Nanjue frowned, his instinctive reaction was that he didn't want to talk to other women. He said with a cold face, "Let Mo Yaochen pick up!"

"He is very busy and has no time now," Bei Wanxing imitated what Mo Yaochen just said, and she said truthfully, "That's it, I am an employee of Minus Seven Degrees. Mr. Chen ordered a lot of cakes in our store, and now we need

He signed the bill, but he refused. He asked me to tell you personally."

"Employee?" Mo Nanjue touched the corner of his mouth lightly with the tip of his tongue, narrowed his peach blossom eyes, and suddenly said, "Are you his girlfriend?"

"..."

One word hits the mark.

Bei Wanxing was startled. She didn't expect that he would guess it directly. She opened her mouth at a loss, "I, I don't..."

Mo Nanjue said sternly, "Let Mo Yaochen take over!"

"..."

Bei Wanxing was completely stunned. The man's voice seemed to be magical. She obediently handed the microphone to Mo Yaochen, "You, your father asked you to pick up."

"..."

What did he say?!

Mo Yaochen looked at the phone and didn't answer it for a moment. The two looked at each other and suddenly didn't know what to say...

In the racecourse on the other end of the phone, a blood-red horse ran over from the other side. On the horse's back, Tong Ran was wearing a light blue riding outfit. She pulled the reins and waved to him, "Mo Nanjue!"

Mo Nanjue raised his handsome eyes lightly and stepped forward as the red horse ran over. He raised his long legs, stepped on the saddle and stepped on the horse's back in a handsome manner, and sat firmly behind Tong Ran, all his movements done in one go.

Mo Nanjue's arms naturally wrapped around Tong Ran's waist, keeping her back close to his chest. He lowered his head and kissed her earlobe, "Sit tight!"

Tong Ran turned around and asked, "Who are you calling?"

"Your son!"

"It's yours too!"

"Of course it's mine! Who else could your child belong to?!"

"..."

Tong Ran almost bit her tongue and turned to glare at him. Mo Nanjue's hand fell on her thigh and patted her gently. He hooked Tong Ran's leg to make her less tired, "Relax, why didn't I see you pinching me?"

So tight?!”

"..." Tong Ran hurriedly covered his mouth, "Keep your voice down... my son can hear it!"
Chapter completed!