However, the next moment, Mo Zhifei felt that he had been slapped in the face.
Ruan Xin, who was in the room, was silent for a while, then asked Master Mo, "Uncle, can you rescue him?"
Mo Zhifei looked gloomy and took a deep breath, feeling very unhappy.
He could even guess what his father would say next...
As expected, Mr. Mo then said: "As long as I am willing, it's not that I can't save your father. It's just that I can save your father. The premise is that you have to-"
Before Master Mo finished speaking, there was a bang and the door was knocked open.
Mo Zhifei stared at Mr. Mo gloomily and interrupted him coldly: "No way, no matter what you want Ruoxin to agree to, Dad, there is no way Ruoxin will agree to you!"
"You traitor! You still dare to come here!" Mr. Mo pointed at him angrily and cursed, "Do you still dare to find excuses in the future that you went to the Tai Hospital too late for a visit? You just came out of the Tai Hospital. Just rush to Ruan Xin! Will you die if you don’t see Ruan Xin for a day!"
Mo Zhifei stared at him coldly, opened his lips and said, "Yes."
"You bastard! Are you going to make your father angry to death?"
"What about you, dad? Where are those sage books you taught me to read before? Have you forgotten those principles? You know clearly that I like a loose heart, but you still try every means to drive it away, and now you want to take away the dad who has a loose heart. Dad, what are your motives for forcing Ruan Xin to leave me?!" Mo Zhifei said loudly, the more he spoke, the more sinister and painful his eyes became.
How can it not hurt...
Ever since he was a child, he had only liked one person, Ruan Xin.
How could he endure that his own father was trying every possible means to drive away the love of his life...
"Shut up! Did dad teach you to like men?"
"Never taught!"
"You still like men even though I haven't been taught anything. Do you think it's very shameful for you?"
"I like him as soon as I like him! I never thought I would like a man in this life! Where did I go wrong!" Mo Zhifei yelled with red eyes.
Mr. Mo's brain hurt from his yelling, he glared at him and said loudly: "Keep your voice down!"
"I won't!"
"You bastard, your wings are stiff, aren't you!" Master Mo slammed the table.
Not to be outdone, Mo Zhifei also slapped the table hard.
The father and son looked at each other tit for tat, neither of them dared to give in, they just stared at each other.
So, after a while.
A soft and light voice came from behind, "Are you... hungry?"
Master Mo snorted coldly.
Mo Zhifei hummed back as if to protect his wife.
Then, Ruan Xin silently opened the door and went to cook.
About half an hour later, Ruan Xin came in with the prepared meal, placed it on the dining table, and handed a pair of bowls and chopsticks to Master Mo.
Master Mo glanced at it and snorted coldly.
Ruan Xin pretended not to hear, looked down at Mo Zhifei, and asked him to eat.
Mo Zhifei pursed his lips and said nothing, obviously still sulking.
Ruan Xin had no choice but to sit down, stretched out her fingers and gently tugged at the corner of his clothes.
Mo Zhifei glanced sideways at his finger, and it seemed that Ruan Xin's move was very helpful, and his eyebrows slowly opened a little, but when he turned around and saw Master Mo, he seemed to be angry with Master Mo, and frowned at Ruan Xin. : "Don't make trouble."
Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, Mr. Mo looked up and glared at him again, "Why are you talking so much nonsense just for a meal?"
Soggy: "..."
He retracted his fingers and buried himself in his food, too lazy to care about the father and son.
But when the father and son saw that they were unhappy, they stopped coaxing them.
(End of chapter)