The black-bellied daughter is so sweet

Ling Mohan was probably irritated by her cold reaction, he reached out and squeezed Su Mo's chin, forcing her to look up at him. "Su Mo, I'm talking to you."
His strength was a bit strong, and Su Mo was forced to raise her head, frowned slightly and said, "Are you finished? Don't bother me here to fix the script."
Ling Mohan's jaw tightened suddenly, with a hint of patience in his expression, and his eyes were dark.

He looked very angry.
Su Mo's heart trembled slightly when he thought of the recent incompatible relationship between the two of them, as well as his previous methods of dealing with people.

The slightly trembling eyelashes had already revealed her thoughts.
Ling Mohan still didn't do anything in the end, he turned around and strode away after shaking off his hand.

Su Mo stroked his chin with his hand and let out a long sigh of relief.

A woman dares to be domineering in front of a man, but because the man likes her.
But now she doesn't know what Ling Mohan is thinking, how dare she be presumptuous in front of him, how dare she expect him to pamper her like before? 
At that moment just now, she was really worried that Ling Mohan would take off her chin in a fit of anger.
Fortunately, Ling Mohan was not so cruel.

She thought it would be good for old man Ling to wake up, so that old man Ling could prove her innocence.

Mr. Ling woke up, but he was stupid.

Ling Jinxiu's words were still in her ears, and she also listened to Ling Mohan's words in her heart.
Her belief in life has never been to put her life in the hands of a man.
Especially what this man was thinking in his heart, she still couldn't guess at all.
And what she is facing may be trumped-up charges and imprisonment, she can't pin these on Ling Mohan.
She also thought she could trust Ling Mohan before.

However, Ling Mohan's words were put there clearly, she couldn't believe him anymore.
She wants to plan for herself.
A few days ago, Su Boxuan reported in the newspaper that she had separated from her father-daughter relationship, but her household registration was still at the Su family. 
Su Mo found Liu Hongmei's phone number. 
When the phone was connected, Liu Hongmei's distant voice came from the other end: "Miss Su, what's the matter?"

This is called "Miss Su"? 
There was a sarcasm on Su Mo's lips: "I want to move my account out." 
She needs to get her account book.
"Ling Mohan has already moved your multi-hukou out, the old man he came to look for." 
Liu Hongmei only found out about this a few days ago when Su Boxuan was about to break up the father-daughter relationship with Su Mo.
Ling Mohan had already moved her household registration out of the Su family?
Su Mo hung up the phone and ran to Ling Mohan's study to find her household registration book.
After all, the household registration book needs to be used in many places.

Ling Mohan hasn't been in the study recently, but there are still servants who clean it every day.

His study room is huge. Su Mo searched for it, and finally set his sights on the locked drawer under his desk.

Su Mo reached out to pull it, but found that it couldn't be pulled away. 
She didn't touch Ling Mohan's things very much, so she naturally didn't know where his drawer key was.

Su Mo thought about it, and went downstairs to find a brick in the yard.

The bodyguards and servants surrounded Su Mo nervously when they saw that Su Mo had found a brick.
"Young lady, what are you going to do..."
Su Mo glanced at them: "I'm in a bad mood, take it in and smash things for fun." 
A group of bodyguards and servants: "..."
No one stopped Su Mo, so she took the brick and went to Ling Mohan's study.

Although the bodyguard didn't stop her, he paid attention to her movements. 
Seeing Su Mo enter Ling Mohan's study with a brick, the bodyguard called Ling Mohan: "Master, Young Madam entered the study with a brick."
"What is she going to do?"
"...She said she was in a bad mood and she smashed things for fun."
"Oh, let her go."

Bodyguard: "..." Maybe this is what the legend says, rich and willful.

…… 
in the study.

Su Mo sat on the ground, took the brick and smashed it desperately at the locked drawer.

The things Ling Mohan used were naturally the best.

It took Su Mo a lot of effort to break open the drawer.

She threw the stone aside, clapped her hands and opened the drawer, and there was a household registration book lying quietly inside. 
Su Mo opened it to see that the head of the household was indeed her name.
She quickly took out the household registration book, and was about to get up to leave, but she caught a glimpse of a small rectangular box in the drawer out of the corner of her eye. 
The small box looks very delicate and exquisite, with high-quality materials, and it looks like it was made to order.
This is enough to show how precious the things in the box are to Ling Mohan.
What will be in there?
Ling Mohan is still hiding so tightly... 
It must be important to him.

Su Mo reached out to open the box to see what it was, but her hand stopped halfway.
In the end, curiosity got the better of her.

She opened the exquisite and small box, and found that inside the box was a very old-looking pen.

There is a brand logo on the pen. Su Mo knew this brand. It was very popular when she was a child. I remember that it was this brand that the school gave away pens as prizes.
This brand of fountain pens is very cheap. It has been discontinued a few years ago and no longer makes fountain pens.

Unexpectedly, Ling Mohan would treasure one. 
In fact, this fountain pen has no collection value, it was mass-produced back then, but Ling Mohan put this fountain pen in a special custom-made small box... 
This box is also worth many times more than the pen.

Su Mo took out his mobile phone and searched the Internet for the date when this brand of fountain pen was discontinued. After a rough calculation, he found that Ling Mohan had kept this fountain pen for at least ten years.

Ten years ago, Ling Mohan was only sixteen or seventeen years old. 
Was it given to him by a girl?
Realizing what he was thinking, Su Mo said to himself irritably, "Whoever gives him the pen is none of my business!" 
Anyway, she was about to separate from Ling Mohan.

Su Mo pursed his lips, put the pen back, cleaned up the scene, got up and went back to the room.

She put together her account book, passport, and ID card and hid them.
…… 
In the evening, Ling Mohan came back at dinner time for an unprecedented time. 
Su Mo sat at the dining table and was about to eat when Ling Mohan's slender figure walked in from outside.
With a damp and cold breath, he sat down opposite Su Mo. 
Aunt Zhang quickly brought a set of bowls and chopsticks to Ling Mohan. 
Didn't you say you've been very busy recently?Still have time to come back for dinner?

It seems that she sneaked into his study during the day, smashed drawers and stole the account book, she couldn't hide it anymore. 
Sure enough, after the two of them finished their meal in peace, Ling Mohan said quietly: "You went to my study and smashed something?"
As soon as Su Mo thought about it, he knew that it was the bodyguards who complained.

What's the point of a group of big men suing all day long?
With the idea of ​​giving up on himself, Su Mo admitted directly: "The drawer."

Anyway, Ling Mohan will know sooner or later, and he will use it if he hides it.

Hearing this, Ling Mohan's complexion suddenly changed, and he got up without saying a word and walked upstairs.
Su Mo looked at his back with complicated emotions.She had never seen Ling Mohan lose his composure before.
Su Mo raised his head, blinked his pantothenic eyes, calmed down for a while, then got up and chased after him. 
The study door was wide open, and Ling Mohan was standing behind the desk, holding the small box containing the pen in his hand.

Su Mo crossed his arms and leaned half against the door frame, his voice uncontrollably a little sour: "A cheap pen is so precious, who gave it to you? First love - someone?"

Ling Mohan didn't look up at her at all, but just wiped the pen carefully, and then put it in carefully.Instead of putting the box in the drawer, he locked it directly into the safe.

Seeing this, Su Mo clenched his hands, pursed his lips and went back to the bedroom.
Out of sight out of mind!Fuck that man. 
When Ling Mohan entered the bedroom, he saw Su Mo flipping through a magazine. He flipped through a page in less than three seconds. It was obvious that he was not seriously reading the magazine.

He walked up to her and snatched the magazine from her hand. 
"Give it to me." Su Mo reached out to grab it, raised his head and raised his eyebrows to stare at him.

Ling Mohan raised his lips and smiled coldly: "Do you think that if you stole the household registration book, you can let me let you go?"

"I'm not your pet. I can go wherever I want, why should I ask for your permission?" Su Mo raised his chin with an arrogant expression on his face, refusing to give in.

The smile on Ling Mohan's lips deepened: "You can try it." 
The confidence in his eyes was dazzling.

Before she did anything, he seemed to have seen through everything, thinking that she would definitely fail. 
Su Mo was upset.
This kind of irritability is not only because she knows that she can't beat Ling Mohan, but also because she realizes that she is weak.
Facing Ling Mohan, she had no room to resist.

This night was the first time Ling Mohan stayed at home after Mr. Ling's accident.
On both sides of the bed that the two occupied respectively, there was no intimate hug and no verbal communication.
The next morning.

Su Mo and Ling Mohan woke up almost at the same time.

Su Mo went downstairs before Ling Mohan, and there was a bodyguard standing in the hall. 
When he saw Su Mo, he called out respectfully, "Young Madam."

"What's the matter?" Su Mo guessed that he might have something to do, and walked over.

The bodyguard then handed an express file bag to Su Mo. 
Su Mo stared at the file bag for two seconds, vaguely guessing what was inside.

Then, she stretched out her hand to take it. 
She opened the file bag and found that, as she had just guessed, it was a court summons.

Mr. Ling's injury has already constituted a criminal offense, and Su Mo is now pregnant, so he can only take measures of release on bail.Footsteps sounded behind him. 
Su Mo knew that it was Ling Mohan who had come down, so she turned her head, raised the legal documents in her hand, and said mockingly, "Ling Mohan, you are here too, right?" Ling Mohan still looked solemn face, walked over in silence.

Su Mo curled his lips, and threw the court summons on the table beside him: "So, from now on, I just need to stay in this bird cage and wait for the day of the trial, stand in the dock, and let you Ling family It's enough to slander, isn't it?"
Ling Mohan stood in front of her, his breath was sharp and oppressive.

Then he slowly opened his lips and said, "No."

Su Mo was stunned for a moment. 
Ling Mohan stared at her, and repeated again: "That kind of thing won't happen." 
Su Mo smiled: "Whatever you say." 
Anyway, she no longer believed Ling Mohan's words. 
Now that things have happened, she will no longer blindly trust Ling Mohan like a fool.
Last night, she was still wondering why Ling Mohan would suddenly go home to sleep.

It turned out that a court summons would be mailed today. 
…… 
After breakfast, Ling Mohan went out again.
Maybe it's going to the company, maybe it's going to the hospital.
Anyway, Ling Mohan has a lot to do recently.

Su Mo stood in front of the French windows on the second floor, watched Ling Mohan get in the car and leave, and then took out his mobile phone to call Quan Feifei.

"Feifei, I want to ask you for a favor." 
"Tell me what it is." Quan Feifei has always been responsive to her requests.

And Su Mo would not make excessive demands on Quan Feifei.

"Look for reporters or paparazzi to come to Ling Mohan's villa."
When Quan Feifei heard that she was looking for a reporter, her heart tightened, and her tone became serious: "Mo Mo, what are you doing?" 
"I have my own plan." Su Mo paused, and then said, "Don't worry, I have my own plan."
After hearing what she said, Quan Feifei didn't ask any more questions.
After hanging up the phone, Su Mo sat quietly for a while, and then began to throw things in the room.

She smashed everything in the room that could be smashed.
The sound of her smashing something drew the servant over.
The room was full of mess. Su Mo was holding a desk lamp in his hand and was about to smash it to the ground.

She had a cold face, and the firmness in her expression reminded the servants of Ling Mohan.

Su Mo threw the desk lamp in his hand to the ground.

Bang—the desk lamp fell apart.