Mrs. Mo is super rich

"Aren't you waiting for me?"

Zhuang Xiaomin, who was lowering her head not knowing what to think, heard Mo Ziyuan's voice behind her. She turned her head in surprise and saw Mo Ziyuan walking towards him.

"Aren't you going with me?"

Zhuang Xiaomin was very puzzled, he had already asked last night, but Mo Ziyuan didn't express anything at that time, he thought Mo Ziyuan would not accompany him.

"Did I say I'm not going with you?"

Mo Ziyuan came in front of Zhuang Xiaomin, and after saying something coldly, he ignored Zhuang Xiaomin and walked forward alone.

Zhuang Xiaomin was stunned for a moment before catching up. After leaving the community, the two took a taxi and headed towards the dealer.

They had just left when several luxury cars drove into the community.

It's a pity that they went late, as soon as they arrived at the downstairs of Mo Ziyuan's house, they were told that Mo Ziyuan and Zhuang Xiaomin had gone back.

"Follow quickly."

How could the old man afford to wait? He couldn't wait for Zhuang Xiaomin and the others to come back from the dealer. He was going to see Zhuang Xiaomin now.

The driver immediately lost his head, and chased in the direction of the crop.

"Is it appropriate for us to come here without buying anything?"

After getting out of the car and looking at the dealer's villa, Mo Ziyuan asked worriedly. After all, the two of them came empty-handed. He didn't think about it just now, and he didn't think about it until he got off the car.

"Nothing inappropriate."

Anyway, to Zhuang Xiaomin, she was not returning home, she was just here to ask for the location of her mother's cemetery.

The people living in this house are all black-hearted, and he doesn't bother to have such a family.

Mo Ziyuan didn't expect Zhuang Xiaomin to say that, he just smiled lightly and followed Zhuang Xiaomin in.

"Xiao Min, you are back."

Knowing that today is the day to return home in three days, Zhuang Jingye was waiting at home early in the morning and did not go to the company.

He remembered that he had promised Zhuang Xiaomin, since Zhuang Xiaomin had already married Xiaoya to the Mo Family, he should also fulfill his promise.

"Ah."

Zhuang Xiaomin replied very coldly, and then sat down on the sofa. Mo Ziyuan didn't expect this little woman to have such a cold side, but she didn't react at all, and sat down too.

"Yo, I thought who came back, it turned out to be you, how is it? The Mo family is okay, a lonely family like this is to marry an orphan like you."

At this moment, Xiaoya walked over with his waist swaying, not to mention how happy he was at this moment.

And now that it's done, he doesn't have to put on a hypocritical look anymore, looking at Zhuang Xiaomin, he feels extremely disgusted.

Listening to Zhuang Xiaoya's words, Zhuang Xiaomin just gave him a look of contempt, and then ignored him, but at this moment Mo Ziyuan clenched his fists tightly.

It turns out that the person who is speaking now is really going to marry him. He didn't even raise his head to look at Zhuang Xiaoya, but instead focused on Zhuang Xiaomin. He was extremely fortunate that Zhuang Xiaoya didn't marry Entering their house, luckily it was Zhuang Xiaomin who married him.

"Xiaoya, what nonsense are you talking about here again, yo, isn't this the prospective son-in-law? I didn't expect you to come too."

At this time Wei Lin came out. He was very surprised when he saw Mo Ziyuan. He didn't expect that Mo Ziyuan would accompany Zhuang Xiaomin when he returned home.

Mo Ziyuan directly chose to ignore the old woman. From the old woman's words, she could hear the derogatory connotations. He already knew that Zhuang Xiaomin was an orphan and was not raised by his parents. It didn't occur to him that the people from the banker had no affection for this orphan and widow.

Although he was ridiculed by the Zhuang family at this time, he felt even more distressed for Zhuang Xiaomin who was sitting next to him and kept his back straight.

"I didn't come here today to hear what you said here. I just want to know where my mother's grave is."

Hearing what Wei Lin said, Zhuang Xiaomin even became angry. No matter what happened to the Mo Ziyuan family before, what does it have to do with them now?
Only then did he interrupt everyone's conversation, but looked straight at Zhuang Jingye.

"You want to know, are we going to tell you?"

Seeing that Zhuang Xiaomin was so strong, Zhuang Xiaoya told him with such pride in her heart that he couldn't bear this tone.

"There is no place for you to speak here."

No one thought that Zhuang Xiaomin turned his head to look at Zhuang Xiaoya, so he said this coldly, but his indifferent eyes produced a trace of fear in Zhuang Xiaoya's eyes.

Even Mo Ziyuan couldn't help raising his head to look at Zhuang Xiaomin, this woman had such a domineering side, which surprised her.

"Okay, I said I would tell you, so I will tell you naturally."

Wei Lin originally planned to fix Zhuang Xiaomin properly, but Zhuang Jingye took over the conversation. Zhuang Xiaomin took Xiaoya's place and married Mo Ziyuan. He felt a little guilty about Zhuang Xiaomin. Naturally, they don't want the mother and daughter to embarrass Zhuang Xiaomin again at this time.

"Then go out and talk, I don't want to stay here for a minute."

Zhuang Xiaomin stood up and walked out. He really didn't want to stay in this dealer for one more minute. No matter how bad Mo's mother-in-law treated him or how indifferent Mo Ziyuan treated him, he could accept it. Only he didn't want to stay at the dealer.

Mo Ziyuan originally wanted to follow, but Wei Lin stopped him, saying that he wanted to chat with his son-in-law.

Zhuang Xiaomin also nodded, because he didn't want Mo Ziyuan to know too much about him, so Mo Ziyuan could only sit down and talk with these two women.

"Go ahead."

After coming out with Zhuang Jingye, Zhuang Xiaomin stood at the door and asked.

"He was buried in a cemetery on the outskirts of the city, in an ordinary area, the fifth row goes in the fifth."

Zhuang Jingye also told Zhuang Xiaomin very frankly that the location of Zhuang Xiaomin's mother's cemetery was accurate.

Suddenly, he got the location of his mother's cemetery so easily, pretending to be Xiaomi that he couldn't help crying.

Zhuang Jingye originally wanted to comfort Zhuang Xiaomin, but Zhuang Xiaomin shook off her hand and ran away.

Zhuang Jingye looked at the back of the leaving person, sighed and turned back.

"Look, master, this is the little lady."

The butler pointed to Zhuang Xiaomin who was running towards them, and introduced to the old man.

"Go and ask her to bring it here."

When the old man saw Zhuang Xiaomin for the first time, tears welled up in his eyes, and he urged the housekeeper excitedly.

The butler opened the door and got out of the car, just at that moment Zhuang Xiaomin ran over, startled by the sudden opening of the car door, Zhuang Xiaomin stopped.

"Hi Miss, our master wants to see you."

The housekeeper bowed to Zhuang Xiaomin very respectfully, and then said.

"Who is your master? Why do you want to see me?"

Zhuang Xiaomin felt very strange, she didn't seem to know any important people, and the middle-aged man was not a simple person, and the row of high-end cars parked here was not someone she could know.

"Miss will naturally know when she sees her."

The butler opened the car door and made a gesture of invitation.