A middle-aged man who looked a bit older appeared on the video screen and yelled impatiently, "Who is it?"

"Hello, I'm here to see Mo Zetian." Mo Weiliang nodded respectfully towards him.

"Are you looking for our master?" The man who spoke was obviously distrustful and deliberately raised his voice with a sharp and mean tone. "What's your name?"

"I am Mo Weiliang."

As soon as he heard these three words, the man's eyes immediately straightened, and then he put on a playful and kind smile, "Oh! It turns out to be Miss Mo. Please forgive me if I was disrespectful just now. I, I will give it to you right now.

You open the door."

Mo Weiliang pursed her lips as colorful as rose petals, and the contempt in her eyes quietly disappeared the moment the door opened.

The gate opened automatically, and it was slowly pushed in along the track on the ground.

After walking in, they saw Mo Zetian and Mo Weiwei standing in front of the mahogany door, looking at them with smiles from the corners of their eyes. Mo Zetian walked over happily, "Liang, Liang'er, you're here..."

"Yes, dad..." Mo Weiliang clasped his hands together and placed them in front of his lower abdomen, looking shy. Then he raised his head slightly, with a sweet smile at the corner of his mouth, and softly called out the name he hadn't said for a long time.

If it weren't for finding evidence, Mo Weiliang wouldn't have called this heartbroken man his father even if he was beaten to death!

"Liang'er, you, you are willing to call me daddy! You, you finally called me daddy...I, I haven't heard you call me for a long time..." Mo Zetian stroked the corners of his eyes with his hands, wiping away the tears of joy.

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Mo Weiwei looked at Mo Weiliang displeasedly. The moment her eyes met with the active hostility, as the cold wind spread to Mo Weiliang's eyes, it immediately turned into a tender gaze and looked at the cold and cold person standing beside her.

Bei Mingyi with a smile on his face.

"Yi Yi, why don't you call me and ask me to send a driver to pick you up? Are you tired from traveling so far away?" Mo Weiwei took his hand affectionately, the corners of her eyes curved into a beautiful half-moon shape, and

With her delicate face, she is as beautiful as a doll made in heaven.

But, so what.

He only has Mo Weiliang in his eyes, no matter how beautiful others are, so what?

"No." Bei Mingyi took the opportunity to break away from her hand and said calmly.

"Come, let me take you to visit my home. Last time I was drunk and you brought me back, you didn't even visit it carefully. My home is very big and beautiful!" Mo Weiwei exaggerated her gestures, not knowing who she was practicing for.

"Dad, let's go in. I want to taste the food cooked by my aunt to see if it's my mother's or hers that tastes better." Mo Weiliang took Mo Zetian's arm and walked towards the house, deliberately

He provoked trouble with his mother in front of him.

A pair of bright eyes carefully stared at the expression on Mo Zetian's face. She was unwilling to let go of any expression. A wisp of guilt and melancholy slipped from his face that had been carved by years, with inadvertent longing.

Mo Weiliang secretly tightened the hand on his trousers, why! Why did he kill his mother without a trace of remorse or guilt! Even if he no longer loves his mother, is the friendship for so many years fake?

Isn’t his mother’s bare makeup inferior to his current wife’s heavy makeup?!
Chapter completed!