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Chapter 22

"I'm not talking about this, you know." Zhao Mingya directly ignored Wang Peizi and asked Zhao Haicheng.

"Mingya, are you talking about the marriage between our Zhao family and the Mo family?" Zhao Haicheng said with a smile on his face. He thought Zhao Mingya would be very happy. How many people hoped to marry into the Mo family.

"Otherwise, do you think I will care about other things?" Zhao Mingya really couldn't tolerate her father's idea? Isn't it pushing her daughter into the fire pit?

"Of course it's true. The engagement bride price of the Mo family is 200 million yuan. This is not something that any woman can have. Only when we Mingya look so beautiful can we get into the Mo family's eyes." Wang Peizi said with a smile and licking the dog.

"Since this is such a good thing, why don't you let your daughter marry? Push me into the fire pit? Why are you so vicious? Is it your bad idea?" Zhao Mingya glared at Wang Peizi and scolded angrily.

"Zhao Mingya, don't talk too much, and you don't look at your identity. The Mo family doesn't dislike your past, so just laugh secretly. Just like you are like this now, it's good that someone can ask for it."

Zhao Siya hugged her hands in front of her chest, snorting coldly, looking disgusting.

"You want to marry so much, you marry into the Mo family. Don't you like to marry a wealthy family, then I will give you the opportunity. My sisterly love is deep. If there are good things, I will take care of you, just like you want the position of an account manager."

"Zhao Mingya, don't talk too much." Zhao Siya angrily scolded her eyes.

"I dominate my life myself, and you don't need to worry about it. Since I have left the Zhao family, I am not from the Zhao family. You have no right to interfere in my life, let alone hope that I will marry into the Zhao family with you."

"You damn girl, if you don't marry, who will you marry?" Zhao Haixing put away the smiling face just now and cursed angrily.

"Are you going to marry that poor boy Li Mufeng? What can he have? What can he give you? Are you blind, did something wrong five years ago, and will you continue to make mistakes in five years?"

"I'm happy, is it wrong for me to have a child? Li Mufeng has responsibility and responsibility. Even if he is poor or dead, I will follow him and you don't need to worry about it."

"Haha, when you grow up, your wings are hard, no one can control it? You don't have the final say in this marriage. If I ask you to marry, you have to marry." Zhao Haicheng had a tough attitude.

Zhao Mingya's eyes were red with anger. She trembled all over. In this family, she will always be the weaker party. Now that she has grown up, she will be forced to get married.

"My wife, who dares to marry?" A cold voice came in, and then Li Mufeng's figure appeared in the hall of the Zhao family.

Li Mufeng's face was cold and he was unpredictable: "My wife, my daughter's mother, who dares to marry me?" After that, Li Mufeng reached out to hold Zhao Mingya's trembling hand. Zhao Mingya instantly felt a warm current in her palm inserted into his and her heart.

She looked up at the man standing next to her. At this moment, there was a terrifying vortex of danger deep in Li Mufeng's black eyes. He was cold in temperament. The most amazing thing was his face, with a perfect outline, as handsome as a god...

Zhao Mingya instantly felt that the man in front of her was so handsome. Not only that, she also gave her an unprecedented sense of security.

"Haha, your wife?"

"Haha, you're so poor."

Zhao Siya glanced at Li Mufeng: "What are you going to marry Zhao Mingya? The Mo family's dowry is 200 million yuan."

"That is, we marry the Zhao family. In the future, half of the Mo family's business will be my Zhao family. Will he marry you? Are you planning to beg for food and beg for a beggar?" Zhao Haicheng said indignantly.

"Two million? Are you planning to sell your daughter?"

"That's also the business of my Zhao family. If you have the ability, you can marry him for 200 million! My daughter gave birth to a daughter for you, so you should be content." Zhao Haicheng was so angry that he was itchy.

"Dad, you..."
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