The master mother of Mohism's eyes darkened, but her face smiled and said, "no, since some people don't know good or bad, I'll let mother Zhang come later."

"Don't, the sister-in-law won't be taken care of by no one at that time. She is still pregnant. It's so convenient. If there's something wrong with her, I don't understand, wouldn't it be very dangerous." Mo Yuxin immediately pretended to be kind and said.

As she spoke, she did not forget to look up at the embarrassed Tang Wanrou standing not far away, and then a sarcastic smile came up at the corners of her mouth.

But when I looked back to the master mother of Mohism, the smile on my face disappeared again, and I recovered my original appearance of being clever and sensible.

She spoiled the master mother of Mohism and said, "during your absence, Yuxin missed you so much."

Then he suddenly remembered something, looked up at her with a profound meaning, and continued: "have you read the news on the Internet these days?"

"Not yet. What's the matter? What's the matter?" the master mother of Mohism pretended to be unaware, looked down in doubt and asked Mo Yuxin.

"You haven't seen the news yet, it's about Shi Chen's brother." Mo Yuxin shouted in a low exclamation, and then took out his mobile phone from his bag.

Fingertips quickly slide on the mobile phone screen, flipping through major websites, and flipping through the contents one by one to the master mother of Mohism.

Then he pretended to be sorry and said, "you see, there are all bad negative news about brother Shi Chen, and this election is close at hand. I'm afraid..."

"That's his own fault. I said that the woman would only drag him back, but he just didn't believe it. Now there's nothing we can do about such a big thing." the master mother of the Mohist School spit out coldly before Mo Yuxin finished her words.

Mo Yuxin stretched out his hand and gently pinned the hair of the Mohist master's mother to the back of his ears. He worried and said, "I know your brother Shichen hasn't worried much these years, but he just can't see your kindness to him, so there's no way."

She paused. The expression on her face became more and more sad and said, "but brother Shi Chen was fascinated by that woman. I think he is most hopeless in this election."

Mo Yuxin sighed and continued, "it's a pity that you have trained him so well, but now it's all in vain."

"That's also his own choice. We have no ability to control what his future road will become. Shi Chen always likes to make his own decisions. His grandmother was still there before and can listen to his grandmother's words. Now her old man is not there, and he is more and more uncontrollable." the master mother of Mohism said painstakingly.

People who don't know will think that the master mother of the Mohist school is just like Mo Shichen's biological mother. They think how much she has spent on Mo Shichen.

But from her words, it makes people feel that Mo Shichen is like a typical white eyed wolf.

"Hey, who says it's not? But don't be too sad. As long as you let the woman leave brother Shi Chen and let him down for a few years, he will still listen to you. At that time, I don't mind his past and let him come to our side." Mo Yuxin hinted intentionally or unintentionally.

The master of Mohism was in the cold, humming voice, but the face still looked at the Moyu Xin with a smile. "I know all of you," he said. "Rain is the best. I can only make some promises with you. What's the last thing to do?" he has the final say.

While they were talking, the master mother of Mohism did not forget to look at Tang Wanrou standing still.

Finally, he couldn't help but say, "dress like a stupid duck. Either you sit where you are, or you go out. Don't stand at the door and be as motionless as the guard."

Tang Wanrou's embarrassed face turned red. She looked down at her clothes and frowned.

This dress is a limited edition anyway. She also spent a lot of effort to ask someone to help buy it.

How did it turn into a pile of junk in her mouth.

It's not like a yellow duck!

Tang Wanrou thought and walked angrily to the outside.

If you want to say that she was embarrassed, bitter, and unwilling.

At that time, Tang Wanrou's heart was like she was hit by the storm. Her heart was cold and ice, and she was still leaking.

No matter how humble she was, she was once a princess loved by her parents. When she heard that the master mother of Mohism was so rare, her heart would be uncomfortable and angry.

Just as he walked to the door, he fell into a wide and warm chest.

Tang Wanrou looked up, with a full of grievances and sadness in her eyes, holding a trace of panic.

She covered her forehead and said, "I'm sorry!"

"I'm fine." Tang Wanrou heard a low and deep voice, which was so similar to Mo Shichen's voice.

She raised her head fiercely. When she saw the man in front of her, her pupils widened in an instant.

The body stood in place.

In the past, she always guarded Mo Zichen, who could only lie in bed and be served by people, but now, when he really stood in front of him, Tang Wanrou suddenly had nothing to do.

Mo Zichen saw that Tang Wanrou was still in place. He thought she hurt. With some worry, he stretched out a hand and waved in front of her and asked, "what's the matter with you?"

Seeing that Tang Wanrou still didn't respond, he continued to gently ask, "is it where it hurts?"

Hearing Mozi Chen's voice ringing in her ear again, Tang Wanrou regained her consciousness. She couldn't help reaching out to Mozi Chen's face.

His mouth murmured, "Zichen, you really wake up."

Mo Zichen tried to think in his mind. He saw that there was no memory of her in his mind. His eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He asked in some doubt, "excuse me, who are you?"

Tang Wanrou realized that her present behavior was somewhat impolite. She immediately took back her hand and put on a shy look on her face.

She lowered her head, bit her lip and said, "I, I'm your wife."

When Mo Zichen heard this sentence, his eyes widened sharply, looked at her in shock and said, "my wife? Do you recognize the wrong person? How can I be your husband."

Mo Zichen just heard a big joke, and he didn't hear his mother mention that he had a wife when he woke up.

His eyes inadvertently glanced at Tang Wanrou's stomach. Seeing that she was pregnant, he was more convinced that she recognized someone.

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