"Brother and grandpa?" Tong Ran was stunned and asked curiously: "Then his father... and mother?"

"The Mo family has no mother." Butler Zhou's expression became serious and looked up at the distance. "The relationship between the young master and the eldest master has always been bad. Mr. Mo wants to force the young master to stay in New York, but

The young master refused."

"Why don't you?" Tong Ran frowned.

What does the Mo family mean?... don't have a mother?

Tong Ran remembered Mo Nanjue's usual cold and indifferent appearance... Has this man been so arrogant since childhood?

Could it be that... When he was a child, he changed his diapers himself?!

Or does he not use diapers at all, and he can take care of himself completely from birth?!

this……

Thinking of this, Tong Ran couldn't help but look dark.

No wonder he has such a bad temper. Eighty times it was caused by changing his diapers when he was a child, and he had too much unhappiness in his heart, which caused the sequelae.

If this is the case... then Mo Nanjue can really be called a god.

"Because, Young Master..." Butler Zhou thought for a while, and was about to speak, but as soon as he raised his eyes, he stopped the voice in an instant.

I saw seven military helicopters in the shape of a figure-eight over the huge garden and sailed towards this side in an orderly manner.

It's them...it's them!

It was Mo Nanjue who was back!

Tong Ran stood up in a flash, and his feet were numb after sitting for a day and night, so he rushed towards the center of the garden!

He didn't lie to her...he's back!

"Miss Tong, be careful!"

Butler Zhou then stood up. As soon as he spoke, Tong Ran sprained his feet and fell forward!

"it hurts……"

She bulged her face and rubbed her knees. She was about to get up when she lit up above her head. The headlights of the helicopter turned on with a silence, and all seven were neatly landing in the middle of the garden.

Tong Ran raised his head and saw that the hatch door of one of the helicopters was opened.

The man in a fox fur coat strode down.

Under the dazzling white light, Tong Ran narrowed her eyes and looked at her. From her perspective, she could just see the curve of the man's mouth.

She hadn't eaten for two days, and she felt dizzy in her head. As soon as she raised her hand to cover the light, her body was pulled over by a pair of powerful hands.

"you……"

"You stupid woman." The man coldly took her words.

"..." Does it take him to scold her as soon as he comes back?!

She was waiting for him here for so long, but she just fell down. How stupid is she?!

"How are you?" After pausing, Tong Ran said, "Does the wound still hurt? Is it bandaged?"

"Yes." The man nodded lightly.

"Where else is there any place that makes you feel uncomfortable when you get hurt?" The hungry heart finally landed slightly, and Tong Ran asked again.

"Yes," the man pulled her arm tightly symbolically, and his thin lips curled up a wicked smile. "I feel very uncomfortable all over... I need you to sing a song and dance to relieve the fire."

"..." What kind of mess is this?!

What kind of fire can be eliminated?!

Could he think she was a fire hydrant?!

Tong Ran suddenly had a speech contest.

Now that she doesn’t have to look up and confirm that this man is definitely Mo Nanjue!

Otherwise, who else would be so shameless?!

Who else would say anything to quench the fire?!

He is simply shameless and rogue!

"Tong Ran, have you laughed enough?!"
Chapter completed!