The Zheng family is still the guardian family of the Mo family, if the head of the family wants to deal with Zheng Yan, even Mr. Zheng can't defend it.
"You think... if you don't tell me... I won't be able to see it?" Mo Chengxian asked Nian Xiaomu to help him raise the pillow higher, and sat up straight.
The hale and hearty old eyes just glanced at Mo Yongheng lightly, as if he had seen everything in his heart.
Open your mouth slowly.
"It's the Zheng family... that girl?"
Others don't know, but Mo Chengxian can't forget that girl no matter what.
Mo Yongheng has been by his side since he was a child, and he personally trained him.
When he was very young, he learned to be emotionally introverted, and his emotions were invisible. The only time he lost control of his emotions was when he came back from a trip and shut himself in the room. He refused to see or talk to anyone for a whole week. .
Later, it was Mo Chengxian who called the people around him one by one, and after inquiring carefully, he found out that he became like this when he met that girl of the Zheng family.
According to the people around him, the two of them didn't communicate much, and Mo Yongheng just asked him if he knew who he was.
As a result, when the girl answered "It's Young Master Eternal", she left with a cold face, and then, like an autistic child, she locked herself in the room all day long.
Later, Mo Chengxian could naturally think that the Zheng family villa and the place where Mo Yongheng lived when he was a child are neighbors.
Maybe it's still a childhood sweetheart...
He thought about that girl for so many years, but she forgot about him, that's why he was so sad.
"Patriarch, it has nothing to do with anyone, it's my own problem, I'm sorry for you!"
Mo Yongheng didn't expect the old Patriarch Mo to guess it right away, a flash of surprise flashed across his calm face, and he kowtowed heavily to him.
Seeing him like this, Nian Xiaomu was also worried that Zheng Yan would be hurt, so she ignored Qi Yan's reminder and followed suit.
"Grandpa, I don't like Mo Yongheng. Even if he doesn't regret the marriage, I won't marry him. I really hate him now!"
Nian Xiaomu clings to old Patriarch Mo and acts like a baby.
Taking the opportunity to take the phone out of his pocket, he opened the photo album.
Pass the photos copied from the USB flash drive to the mobile phone to the old Patriarch Mo to see.
"He cheated, you want such a grandson-in-law? Anyway, I don't want it!"
"..."
Mo Chengxian had a cold face just now, but when he saw the photo in Nian Xiaomu's hand, his eyes narrowed.
In disbelief, he took the phone and looked at it twice.
Zheng Yan processed the photos that Nian Xiaomu copied. The angles selected for the screenshots were mainly Mo Yongheng showing his face and figure, and she covered it tightly.
Show half of your face at most.
But even so, this photo is ambiguous enough.
But any adult can make up some intense scenes that may happen next between two people.
"Ahem!"
Mo Chengxian coughed twice, suppressing his emotions, not letting anyone see anything.
Then he coldly threw the phone to **.
"A few photos...can explain...what? Take that girl...to see me!"
"I'm afraid it's a little difficult."
Seeing that the old man wasn't so angry anymore, Nian Xiaomu calmly gave Mo Yongheng a final blow.
"This photo was taken last night. I heard that as soon as he woke up this morning, he would be abandoned. He couldn't find anyone right now. Just now he was so anxious that he had red nose and red eyes and asked me for help."
"..."
"So, grandpa, don't be angry, he's pitiful enough, maybe he'll be happy for nothing in the end, and he has to come back and beg to marry me!"