Liu Weiguang sneered and said: "You can say whatever you want, no one will expose you."
"What I said is true. If you don't believe it, you can ask Yujuan." Mo Zhicheng was anxious.
"You know what? Yujuan is currently in a period of very emotional fluctuations and is under great psychological pressure. If you still ask her about such things, she will collapse and something will happen to her body." Liu Weiguang was a little scared.
If Mo Zhicheng were to ask Yang Yujuan these things, there would be problems.
Therefore, Liu Weiguang was worried that Mo Zhicheng would talk to Yang Yujuan about this, so he used some words to block him.
"Mo Zhicheng, are you still a man? You always take advantage of Yujuan. Can't the matters between us men be resolved by us men?" Liu Weiguang asked.
"We men can solve it?" Mo Zhicheng was stunned.
"Yes, you like Yujuan, and I also like Yujuan. We are both Yujuan's men. It's just that you were before and I am now. The past can't be compared with the present. You'd better quit and don't do it again.
It hurts Yujuan. Didn’t you notice? Yujuan is getting more and more unhappy." Liu Weiguang said.
Mo Zhicheng nodded secretly. Liu Weiguang was right. Yang Yujuan was in a very bad mood last night and scolded him. Even Mo Li scolded him.
"What do you think we should do now?" Mo Zhicheng is now worried about Yang Yujuan, not that she can't leave him.
In Mo Zhicheng's heart, as long as Yang Yujuan lives well and is happy, he will feel at ease.
As for whether he can be with Yang Yujuan, it's not important.
Loving someone does not necessarily mean having them. Making them happy is the most important thing.
"Of course you leave Yujuan and divorce her as soon as possible." Liu Weiguang said angrily, "Mo Zhicheng, don't pretend you don't know anything. In fact, it's all your fault."
"Is it my fault?" Concern leads to chaos, and Mo Zhicheng put the fault on himself.
Liu Weiguang was happy when he heard this: "As long as you know, quickly find a way to get Yujuan to leave your home. It's best for you to divorce tomorrow. Of course, you must not tell me. After all, Yujuan likes me now. If
She will be even more sad if she knows that I came to you at a reduced price because of her."
If Mo Zhicheng thinks about it seriously, he will find that there is something wrong with Liu Weiguang's words.
But Mo Zhicheng is so confused right now, how can he think about this carefully?
He just knew that Yang Yujuan was in great pain now and could not let her suffer like this anymore.
"I...I will find a way..." Mo Zhicheng said hesitantly.
"Mo Zhicheng, Yujuan is a good woman. You hurt her very badly before. Please don't hurt her again now." Liu Weiguang warned her several times before walking forward.
Liu Weiguang's car was parked not far in front. Because there were many students at No.9 Primary School when school was over, many parents from the school's parent committee were guarding the intersections on both sides to prevent the car from entering.
Mo Zhicheng was in a trance and stood there without moving.
The security guard at the door saw that something was wrong with Mo Zhicheng, so he came over and asked, "Teacher Mo, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine." Mo Zhicheng suddenly woke up and drove home in a hurry.
When Mo Zhicheng returned home, he found that Yang Yujuan had returned and was cooking in the kitchen, and Mo Yu was sitting on the sofa in the small living room.
When Yang Yujuan saw Mo Zhicheng coming back, she said angrily: "Didn't I tell you? I have to hand over my shift at noon and will be back late. I asked you to come back early to cook. Don't waste Mo Yu's time. Why are you coming back now?"
"I'm delayed on something," Mo Zhicheng said sheepishly.
"Huh." Yang Yujuan thought that Mo Zhicheng was delayed by those little things at school again, and felt annoyed.
Mo Zhicheng has always been like this, taking some trivial matters at school as such a big deal that he doesn't even want to have a home.
But how did Yang Yujuan know that Liu Weiguang came to Mo Zhicheng just now, which made Mo Zhicheng feel bad now. Even when he came back, the speed of the car was not fast.
When going up the stairs, Mo Zhicheng also felt a little strenuous and his steps were much heavier than usual.
When Mo Zhicheng saw that Yang Yujuan was angry, he thought that as Liu Weiguang said, she had a strong opinion of him and disliked him.
"Let me cook." Mo Zhicheng said hurriedly.
"No need, you should just be busy with your big things." Yang Yujuan mocked.
Seeing this, Mo Zhicheng had no choice but to return to his room.
Because he was in a bad mood, Mo Zhicheng simply lay on the bed.
Liang Ping felt something was wrong, so she came to Mo Zhicheng's room and asked: "Zhicheng, what's wrong with you?"
"I'm fine. I'm a little tired. I want to lie down for a while." Mo Zhicheng was afraid that his mother would be worried, so he hurriedly explained.
"You have worked very hard." Liang Ping sighed, "You should take a rest. I can cook in the future."
In the past, Liang Ping could cook some simple dishes, but she couldn't stand for long and had to sit down to cook.
But it's okay to sit and cook and cook the vegetables for Mo Li to eat. There is no need to make Mo Zhicheng and Yang Yujuan busy every time.
"Mom, I don't need you. It's just a special situation today." Mo Zhicheng sat up and comforted Liang Ping, "I just lay down for a while, and I'm not so tired now."
Mo Zhicheng was afraid that his mother would still be worried, so he simply came to the restaurant to set out the dishes and chopsticks, and brought out the dishes cooked by Yang Yujuan.
Yang Yujuan was not so angry when she saw Mo Zhicheng coming to help.
However, she still snorted: "If you want to eat, you have to do it yourself."
If he was a playboy like Liu Weiguang, he would have heard Yang Yujuan's somewhat duplicitous tone early on.
But Mo Zhicheng didn't know that. He thought Yang Yujuan really hated him, so he immediately took out the fried vegetables and served soup to Mo Yu and others.
After everyone finished eating, Mo Yu and Liang Ping went back to their rooms. Yang Yujuan didn't want to go back to her room to sleep, so she sat on the sofa in the living room.
Mo Zhicheng walked over, hesitated, and whispered, "Are you used to living at home now?"
"What do you mean?" Yang Yujuan raised her head and looked at Mo Zhicheng.
"I...I don't mean anything." Mo Zhicheng said with a guilty conscience.
Yang Yujuan has lived with Mo Zhicheng for so many years, how could she not know that he was guilty of what he said?
"Mo Zhicheng, I have lived here for more than ten years, and you are asking me this question now? Do you want to say something?" Yang Yujuan asked Mo Zhicheng.
"I..." Mo Zhicheng was speechless.
His eloquence is very good, but when he is nervous and guilty in front of Yang Yujuan, he does not perform normally.
Especially when Mo Zhicheng thought that Yang Yujuan already hated him and was tired of this family, how could he still be clear-headed?
At this time, he had heartache and headache and didn't know what to do.
Yang Yujuan seemed to understand that Mo Zhicheng had other thoughts.
But Mo Yu was resting in the house, and Yang Yujuan didn't want to quarrel with Mo Zhicheng for fear of disturbing the children.
When I have time, I must ask Mo Zhicheng, who is awake, to see what's going on... Yang Yujuan thought to herself.
