Paranoid Master Mo pampered

Mo Yelan rushed to the place Mo Cong said as quickly as possible.

Without Mo Cong's notification, he broke in directly.

Hearing the commotion outside, Mo Cong knew that it was Mo Yelan who had rushed over.

It came quite quickly, completely beyond his imagination.

It can be seen that the little girl's film is really important to Mo Yelan.

Just as he was thinking, the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, and Mo Yelan walked towards Mo Cong with strides, covered in a chill all over his body.

With a "bang", Mo Yelan supported the tea table in front of Mo Cong with both hands. Because of too much force, the cup on the tea table fell over, and the tea spilled on the table, gurgling.

"Where is she?" Mo Yelan asked Mo Cong directly.

His eyes were already bloodshot, full of red bloodshot eyes, and the light in his eyes was cold, like the frost and snow in the cold winter of the twelfth lunar month.

Mo Cong seemed to have expected him to do this, and looked at the teacup poured on the table completely indifferently, frowning slightly, as if he felt that the tea he had just brewed was wasted like this, what a pity.

He slowly raised his eyes to meet Mo Yelan's, and raised the corners of his lips, "Don't ask such straightforward questions as soon as you come up, we can sit down and have a good chat."

The more anxious Mo Yelan was, the greater the chance of winning the negotiation with him.

So seeing Mo Yelan's anxious look, Mo Cong's mood became very good.

"I have nothing to talk to you about." Mo Yelan gritted her back teeth and said.

Just looking at Mo Cong's face, deep in his heart, he would feel infinite disgust.

But such a person was his father.

"It's up to you." Mo Cong helped up the fallen tea cups one by one with his own hands. He seemed to have a plan in his chest, and the corners of his lips curled up from beginning to end.

"Don't you want to save your loved one?"

He deliberately raised his eyebrows at Mo Yelan.

Mo Yelan's face darkened in an instant, his forehead twitched violently, his fingers clenched tightly, and his joints creaked.

"What did you do to her?" Mo Yelan asked Mo Cong, and threatened in a cold voice, "You'd better ensure that she is safe and sound, otherwise, I will definitely make you regret what you did today!"

"What? Are you going to kill your biological father for a woman?"

The corner of Mo Cong's lips curled into a sneer, "You are really a dutiful son!"

"I won't kill you, but I will definitely make you feel that living is more painful than dying!" Mo Yelan's voice was cold, and his meaning was even colder.

His eyes were also completely condensed with frost, full of coldness.

He never said that he was a filial son.

Moreover, a father like Mo Cong does not deserve his filial piety at all.

Stared at by Mo Yelan with death-like eyes, Mo Cong felt uncomfortable all over his body.

As if he didn't want to lose the battle, he tried his best to restrain his emotions, and he didn't show any displeasure on the surface.

"Don't forget, your beloved is in my hands now, if I were you, I would definitely be polite and respectful." Mo Cong reminded with a smile.

Mo Yelan didn't refute any further, he pursed his lips tightly, and his eyebrows condensed into a word "Chuan".

"Sit down, let's have a good chat." Mo Cong made a gesture of invitation to Mo Yelan, and poured him a cup of tea himself.

However, Mo Yelan didn't sit down, nor did he pay attention to the cup of tea, he was not in that mood at all.

"What do you want me to do? You can just say it." Mo Yelan lazily chatted too much nonsense with Mo Cong.

He is now feeling very irritable and full of anxiety.

He just wanted to know if Yun Chuyao was okay?Then take her away and protect her well.

Mo Cong had also expected that Mo Yelan would not sit down and talk to him calmly, so he was not surprised by Mo Yelan's reaction at all.

He calmly poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and then said slowly: "I came here because of the previous incident. Your marriage should be based on the honor of the family. You The future wife must be right with the Mo family!"

"So, you have to make a choice now, or give up being with that girl, then I will make that girl disappear from your world completely."

After finishing speaking, Mo Cong showed a kind smile to Mo Yelan.

And this smile, in Mo Yelan's eyes, was like the face of a devil, disgusting.

"The glory of the family? Hehe, the words are really high-sounding, even better than the songs!"

Mo Yelan sneered, and unceremoniously exposed Mo Cong's real purpose, "It's for your glory!"

"Back then, Grandpa didn't pass on the position of the Patriarch of the Mohist family to you. In fact, you have always been unwilling in your heart! So you tried to use other methods to try to control the power of the family, and control me, the Patriarch of the Mohist family, so that you can become the Mohist family yourself. The real master, call the wind and call the rain."

"You are really as selfish as ever, and you will use any means to achieve your goals!"

Now they are even more willing to use such dirty means to force him to submit.

How innocent is Yaoyao?

For a moment, the aura emanating from Mo Yelan's body became even colder.

At this moment, he was extremely angry.

However, Mo Cong, who felt that everything was in his own hands, did not take Mo Yelan seriously at this moment.

As long as that girl is in his hands, no matter how hard Mo Yelan's mouth is, he will eventually compromise.

After all, the old man said all those years ago: the biggest weakness of this child is his deep love and his longevity.

And now Mo Cong has grasped Mo Yelan's weakness.

"Even if you guessed my real purpose? Do you think you can change everything now with your own ability?"

"You don't even know where that girl is."

There was obvious sarcasm in Mo Cong's smile, "What right do you think you have to yell at me now? You can't have both, you should understand the truth."

"Either you give up being with that girl and obey the family arrangement honestly, or you simply give up that girl's life."

Hearing this, Mo Yelan's body couldn't help but tremble, "What did you do to her?"

He now has a very bad premonition that his Yaoyao should be in danger.

"Don't panic, she is still alive now, but can she continue to live well? It depends on your own choice."

Mo Cong said as he picked up the teacup in front of him, and took a sip gracefully.

He looked at Mo Yelan with raised eyebrows, and issued a final threat: "You should be very clear about my methods. I have plenty of ways to make a person disappear from this world in a very reasonable way."

What's more, now that little girl, Wang Zi, should be dying.

Even if Mo Yelan doesn't agree to him, he still has no way to stay with his beloved girl forever.

Thinking of this, the corners of Mo Cong's lips raised again...