Flash Marriage Passionate Love: Young Master Mo Is A Wife-pampering Addict

"Jingteng, I..."

Xiao Wenqing didn't know how to explain that Mo Jingteng wanted to settle old and new accounts with her.

"You didn't tell me, didn't you?"

Mo Jingteng held the fruit knife on the back of his hand. Veins popped out. He lost his patience. The sharp tip of the knife scratched Xiao Wenqing's face, which had changed due to fear. This time, she did not let out the sharp scream and fainted. Dead in the past.

A bloodstain suddenly appeared on her face. Mo Zixuan was shocked when he saw it. He instinctively stepped forward and grabbed Mo Jingteng, shouting tremblingly: "Dad, calm down, my mother has fainted. You are now Killing her is useless."

"Get away!"

Mo Jingteng's cold gaze swept over Mo Zixuan. Whether he was frightened or thrown away by him angrily, his tall body took two steps back before he could steady himself.

Mo Jingteng did not stop because of this, waving the knife and scratching Xiao Wenqing's face. After he finished writing a word, he threw the knife away and let Asen and Acheng drag her down.

Mo Zixuan was dumbfounded!

When Mo Jingteng's cold eyes were fixed on him, he felt as if he was being stared at by a brutal lion, and a bone-eroding coldness ran down his back. He straightened his back subconsciously and shouted uneasily: " dad!"

Mo Jingteng didn't speak, just looked at him coldly.

Time, every minute and every second, feels long.

The atmosphere was suffocating.

Mo Zixuan's heart sank a little bit under Mo Jingteng's eyes, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss. His legs were just supporting his body instinctively, without feeling at all.

After an unknown amount of time, Mo Jingteng finally spoke, his voice without any warmth, as cold as a knife, piercing Mo Zixuan's heart: "Tomorrow, go to the hospital with me to do a DNA paternity test."

"dad!"

Mo Zixuan took two steps back in disbelief and almost fell to the ground.

His face was as white as snow, and in his heart, he couldn't tell whether it was pain or sadness.

His father actually asked him to take a paternity test because his mother had someone outside, and he even denied it as his son.

"Your mother's affair was not for a day or two, nor was it for a year or two. If she doesn't explain clearly, you will go to the hospital with me and have our relationship medically evaluated."

After Mo Jingteng finished speaking, Asen and Acheng had returned, reported to him, and pulled Xiao Wenqing into the utility room at the back, where someone was guarding her.

Mo Jingteng glanced sharply at Mo Zixuan again, and led Asen and Acheng directly upstairs.

In the quiet living room, Mo Zixuan stood alone in front of the sofa. His brain seemed to be filled with paste and he could not think at all. He just stood there stupidly, thinking about nothing.

*

In the suburbs, in a European-style villa, in the master bedroom on the second floor, dim light filled the master bedroom that was full of love. After some lingering love, he fell asleep gently.

Mo Xiuchen was not sleepy, and stared at the sleeping person next to him gently for a long time. When his cell phone buzzed, he narrowed his eyes, lifted the quilt, got out of bed, and went to the study with his cell phone to answer the call.

"Hello!"

The voice that came out of his thin lips was filled with the coolness and coldness of late autumn. Although the caller was the relative who gave him life, in his eyes, there really wasn't much family affection at all.

He sat on the small sofa in the study room, lit a cigarette and took a heavy puff. The smoke rings he exhaled obscured his handsome features, leaving only his deep pool-like eyes and the bottomless darkness. .

"Xiuchen, are you asleep?"

On the other end of the phone, Mo Jingteng's voice came through the airwaves, with three parts of suppressed emotion, two parts of apology, and one part of unnaturalness for being disturbed late at night.

Now, it's already half past eleven. He should actually make this call tomorrow.

However, he could not wait until tomorrow. When he scratched Xiao Wenqing's face and was not sure whether Mo Zixuan was his biological son, the only relative left was Mo Xiuchen.

This man has suffered a lot since he was a child and has escaped death several times. He has been living in Xiao Wenqing's vicious conspiracy. However, his biological father does not care about him.

To put it bluntly, if Mo Xiuchen had been a little stupider and weaker, or even if he didn't have three close friends like brothers, Gu Kai, Tan Mu, and Luo Haofeng, he might not be alive today.

Those painful growth experiences were all given by his biological father. Even if he gave the group to him, it would not be able to make up for the damage he suffered.

It's already a miracle that Mo Xiuchen can still be so normal.

"What's up?"

The moment he saw the call, the tenderness and warmth between Mo Xiuchen's brows faded away like a tide, leaving only a hint of coldness. He couldn't treat Mo Jingteng as warmly as other fathers and sons.

He had seen Gu Kai's admiration for his father, he had also seen Luo Haofeng's nonchalant attitude when facing his father, and Qin Mu's cold expression when facing his father after just three sentences.

But no matter which way they get along, there is a father-son relationship.

When he faced Mo Jingteng, he felt a cold feeling in his heart. He was frozen three feet apart, and it was even more difficult to break the ice.

"Xiuchen, I'm back. I locked Xiao Wenqing in the utility room. Tomorrow, I will take Zixuan to the hospital for a paternity test."

A few days ago, Mo Xiuchen called him. He said that he had his own opinion and would come back to deal with it within a week.

Mo Xiuchen knew at that time that his guess was right.

Mo Jingteng had indeed become suspicious a long time ago, so he went on a 'travel' alone. He said it was a trip, but he was probably going to collect evidence.

There was a hint of astonishment in his eyes, and soon he regained his coolness. He couldn't help but mock, "Why are you so willing to touch Xiao Wenqing? Isn't she the woman you love most?"

Back then, for Xiao Wenqing, he not only destroyed a happy family, but also killed his mother...

Now, he actually told him that he had locked up Xiao Wenqing and wanted to take Mo Zixuan for a paternity test. Mo Xiuchen not only found it funny, but also found him very pathetic.

Hearing his sarcasm, Mo Jingteng was silent for a few seconds, and then he spoke again, his tone even more apologetic, "Xiu Chen, I'm sorry. It was because I was blind that I could..."

"You don't need to say these words to me. If you want to apologize, just wait until you see my mother and apologize to her. That's what you owe her."

Before Mo Jingteng finished speaking, he was sharply interrupted by Mo Xiuchen.

He held the phone harder with anger, and the cigarette between his fingers broke into two pieces at some point and fell into the ashtray on the coffee table.

The last thing he needs is an apology!

"Xiu Chen!"

Mo Jingteng didn't dare to say those apologetic words again.

He just called Mo Xiuchen's name with difficulty, hoping that he would forgive him for the sake of them being father and son.