The black-bellied daughter is so sweet

Ling Mo smiled coldly, sat down in front of Ling Guoqiang, crossed his legs, and said in a loose and lazy tone: "I brought my wife and daughter to see you today. Drive us away, is this your way of hospitality?"
Simo was startled by Ling Guoqiang's roar just now, and hid behind Su Mo, refusing to move forward.
Su Mo patted her on the head, took out his mobile phone and sent a message to Shi Ye, asking Shi Ye to take Simo out.
Shi Ye was always guarding outside, and he was familiar with the Ling family, so he quickly came to pick up Simo.
After Simo was picked up, Su Mo walked to Ling Mohan, and Ling Mohan pulled her to sit down.
Ling Guoqiang clenched his hands on the armrest into fists, staring at Ling Mohan and Su Mo.
Ling Mohan and Su Mo sat side by side in front of him, their faces were similarly calm and calm, and Su Mo's body had grown back a little in the past few months, sitting with Ling Mohan was a golden pair Tong Yunv.
The hatred and unwillingness in Ling Guoqiang's heart grew wildly like weeds, and his voice was hysterically hoarse: "Get out of here!"
"Someone! Somebody!"
No matter how Ling Guoqiang yelled, no one came in from outside.
Ling Mohan looked at Ling Guoqiang who was on the verge of madness, and curled the corners of his lips: "You really have no patience at all now, and you get emotional so easily. Back then, you concealed the truth about my mother's kidnapping for more than ten years."
Su Mo turned to look at Ling Mohan.
His expression at this time was stern, and his whole body exuded a sense of gloom that strangers should not get close to.
Su Mo could tell that Ling Mohan still hated talking about his mother.
He still can't let go.
When you are young, many shortcomings will be branded in your heart, and you may not be able to let go of them throughout your life.
Ling Mohan is like this, so why isn't she like this?
She may not care about Liu Hongmei, but occasionally she still envies others.
Ling Guoqiang looked at Ling Mohan with a ferocious face, and his voice was hoarse like sand rolling in his throat: "What do you want?"
"I should ask you that." Ling Mo smiled coldly, leaned forward slightly, and said in a low voice, "So far, don't you feel that you have done anything wrong?"
"What did I do wrong? Everything I did back then was to protect Ling Lianzhi and Si Yu. I didn't think about what to do to your mother! How could I know that those people changed their minds temporarily? It was you who were wrong!"
"You drove your own aunt crazy and killed Si Yu, you will suffer retribution!"
Ling Guoqiang's health became very poor, and he was panting as if he was about to die after speaking such two long paragraphs.
A look of disdain flashed in Ling Mohan's eyes: "So, you instigated Su Yuqing to seek revenge on us?"
Ling Guoqiang stared at Ling Mohan with wide eyes, and a look of fear flashed in his eyes: "I didn't!"
He knew Ling Mohan's methods. At this time, no matter what, he couldn't admit that he instigated Su Yuqing to seek revenge from Su Mo and the others.
"Don't rush to deny it, I won't do anything to you." Ling Mohan had a weird smile on his face.

Ling Mohan wasn't a person who laughed often, so when he laughed like this, it made people even more uneasy.
Ling Guoqiang's complexion suddenly changed: "You, what are you going to do?"
The smile on Ling Mohan's face deepened: "You haven't been out for three years, so you must really want to go out and have a look. Of course, I will grant your wish."
When Ling Guoqiang heard his words, his whole body trembled as if he had received a huge blow: "I don't want to go out, I don't want to go out!"
He didn't go out for the past three years. Apart from one reason being that Ling Lianzhi was driven crazy and Si Chengyu was killed, he was overly sad, and another reason was that he didn't want others to see him like this.
He used to be Ling Guoqiang, the leader of the Ling family, with a glamor and wealth that everyone envied, but now he...
If people saw this inhuman appearance, those people would definitely laugh at him and see his jokes!
He can't let those people see his jokes.
And in order not to let those people see his jokes, the best way for him is not to go out.
"It's up to you." Ling Mohan stood up, his voice was so cold and emotionless: "We could have lived in peace."
In a word, click and stop.
They could have lived in peace.
Even if Ling Guoqiang was killed, Ling Mohan's hatred could not be relieved.
If Ling Guoqiang could stay in the old house peacefully, nothing would happen.
However, Ling Guoqiang not only did not know how to repent, but also wanted to take revenge.
Since Ling Guoqiang wanted to play, Ling Mohan naturally wanted to give him this chance.
Ling Mohan knew exactly what Ling Guoqiang was afraid of.
After Ling Mohan finished speaking, he turned around and reached out to Su Mo, "Let's go."
Su Mo, who was listening to him and Ling Guoqiang quietly the whole time, supported his hand and stood up.
Ling Mohan led her and walked out.
Ling Guoqiang's hoarse roar came from behind: "Ling Mohan! Ling Mohan!"
After leaving Ling Guoqiang's room, Su Mo looked up at Ling Mohan's face.
He had a calm face, sharp eyes, and a somewhat gloomy expression on his brows and eyes.

Su Mo shook Ling Mohan's hand backhand.
Ling Mohan turned to look at her, his voice was different from his expression, it was low and gentle: "What's wrong?"
He was indeed different from before, vaguely reminiscent of Ling Mohan from three years ago.
Even if you are in a bad mood, you will restrain your emotions when facing her.
Su Mo asked him, "What are you going to do?"
Ling Mohan cooperated with her footsteps, slowed down, curled his lips but there was no smile: "Nothing, he stayed in the old house for three years, I will take him out to meet people."
Su Mo didn't understand that Ling Mohan wanted to torture Ling Guoqiang.
The more Ling Guoqiang doesn't want to do, the more Ling Mohan wants him to do.
……
Ling Mohan's execution ability is very strong.

On the second day after seeing Ling Guoqiang, Ling Mohan sent someone to release the news that a dinner party would be held.
The place for the dinner was chosen at a seven-star hotel, which was exactly the hotel Ling Guoqiang liked to frequent in the past.
The dinner he asked Su Mo to attend happened to be at this hotel.
When Shi Ye heard that Ling Mohan was going to hold a dinner party, he asked with a sad face: "Master, why did you suddenly think of holding a dinner party?"
He still remembered the last time Ling Mohan said he was going to hold a dinner party, and Ling Mohan improvised to prepare the dinner party, but before the party started, Ling Mohan went to find Su Mo.
In the end, Shi Ye stayed to deal with the aftermath. He had to deal with the company's affairs while he was dealing with the dinner. Those few days were so busy that he didn't touch the ground, which left a shadow on Shi Ye.
This time Ling Mohan decided to hold a dinner on the spur of the moment, Shi Ye would naturally want to ask first.
Hearing this, Ling Mohan narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Shi Ye expressionlessly.
Shi Ye knew that this question was too much for him to ask, so he said with a slightly changed face: "I just..."
Ling Mohan interrupted him with a sneer at this moment: "Ling Guoqiang has been bored in the old house for three years. As his only son, I will hold a banquet and bring him out to have fun. What do you think?"
Ling Mohan deliberately emphasized the word "the only one". His tone was soft and slow, which made it sound even more eerie.
Shi Ye's scalp tightened and he shivered.
"I feel very good."
"Go." Ling Mohan raised his hand slightly, signaling him to do it.
Shi Ye hurriedly turned around and walked out, wiping the cold sweat from his forehead while walking.
The young master lost his memory for a while and then regained some of his memory, which made him feel a little weird, and he became more and more unpredictable.
After Shi Ye went out, Ling Mohan leaned on the back of the chair and did not move for a long time.
The banquet was scheduled for Friday night.
Su Mo went out to meet Qin Shuilan to discuss the script, and after the chat, Qin Shuilan also mentioned the dinner party.
Qin Shuilan asked her: "Have you received the invitation letter for the dinner?"
Su Mo shook his head: "No."
After leaving the old house that day, Su Mo could vaguely see what Ling Mohan was thinking, but she didn't ask in detail.
In the past two days, Ling Mohan was busy with work, and she was busy writing the script. Although the two got along day and night, they didn't talk much.
She and Ling Mohan also got along very harmoniously. She originally thought that after that day, Ling Mohan would make a fuss and move to her room to sleep together, but Ling Mohan didn't.
She couldn't figure out what Ling Mohan was thinking.
No matter what Ling Mohan thought about her, or what Ling Mohan thought about what he was going to do recently, Su Mo couldn't figure it out.
She didn't ask, so Ling Mohan naturally wouldn't tell her.
In these matters, he has never been an active person.
It's impossible to wait for him to speak.
Thinking of this, Su Mo sighed helplessly.
But Qin Shuilan mistakenly thought that Su Mo was disappointed because he didn't receive the invitation post for the dinner.
Qin Shuilan blinked at her, and smiled reassuringly: "It's okay, I have an invitation letter for the dinner party, and I can take you in!"
Su Mo twitched the corner of her mouth and was speechless for a moment. Did she act like she wanted to go?
She didn't really want to go.
"Do I look like I really want to go to the dinner party?" Su Mo looked at Qin Shuilan angrily.
Qin Shuilan nodded: "Like."

Su Mo laughed back angrily: "Whatever you say."
The two of them had almost finished their conversation today, and Su Mo planned to go back.
When he came out of Qin Shuilan's studio, Su Mo checked the time, it was only four o'clock.
Because she has something to do today, Ling Mohan asked Ling Mohan to take Simo to the company. Simo has nothing to do in the company. Anyway, she is fine now, so it's better to go and take Simo home first.
Su Mo sat in the car and called Ling Mohan.
As soon as the phone was connected, Simo's little milk voice came: "Mom!"
A smile appeared on Su Mo's face unconsciously: "Simo."
At Simo's age, she couldn't concentrate very well. She called Su Mo and turned to do other things.
After a voice rang on the other end of the phone, Su Mo heard Ling Mohan's low reprimand on the other end.
"pick it up."
Then came Simo's dissatisfied voice: "I don't want to..."
There was a moment of silence on the other end of the phone. Su Mo guessed that Ling Mohan was threatening his daughter with his eyes again.
Because in the next second, Simo's compromising voice came from the phone: "Okay."
"what happened?"
Su Mo kept listening to the movement with her ears sideways, until Ling Mohan's voice came clearly from the phone, she was stunned for a moment and said, "I'm done with work, I'll come and pick up Simo back."
"Ah."
Ling Mohan didn't say much, just hung up the phone.