Young Master Mo's Stuttering New Wife

Three figures appeared at the door, looking like superheroes.

Being disturbed, Feng Zhi's face was full of impatience, "Who is it? Get out of here quickly, it will ruin my interest."

His eyes were still wandering around Chen Yi's body.

The person at the door strode forward, lifted Feng Zhi up, slapped Feng Zhi hard, and then threw it aside.

Then he took off his clothes, wrapped Chen Yi up, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"Sorry, I'm late."

Hearing some gentle voices, Chen Yi burst into tears, wrapped his hands tightly around him, and bit his shoulder viciously.

The pain from his shoulder didn't make him feel any pain, it can be seen that the person in his arms was crying like a tearful person, and his heart also ached.

This time, it was his lack of consideration that caused her to suffer.

Being spoiled, and being beaten?How could Feng Zhi usually suffer such humiliation.

He tightly clenched the hands hidden in his sleeves, ready to go, and swung them away like a man.

"President Mo, be careful!" The two people at the door almost said in unison.

Mo Yuhan raised his foot and kicked Feng Zhi in the stomach who had just stood up.

With too much strength, Feng Zhifei flew a long distance before falling heavily to the ground.

Lost consciousness.

Congcong and Lucy at the door turned on the light in the room and ran to Chen Yi's side.

It was a little brighter in the room, and they realized that Chen Yi was crying with pear blossoms in the rain, with some bruises on his face and body, and the clothes torn by animals.

Lucy glared fiercely at the unknown person on the ground, and looked at Chen Yi with worry in her eyes.

Congcong burst into tears in fright, "Sister Chen Yi, I'm sorry, it's all my fault for not protecting you well."

Mo Yuhan's handsome face was gloomy and cold, but when he looked at Chen Yi, his eyes were full of tenderness, "Go, I'll take you home."

As he spoke, he hugged Chen Yi by the waist.

Before leaving, he glanced at Lucy, and then at Feng Zhi on the ground.

Congcong and Lucy looked at each other and understood.

Along the way, Chen Yi kept her head tightly buried in Mo Yuhan's firm arms.

What happened today was so sudden that she was almost destroyed by that disgusting man.

Thinking of this, Chen Yi started to sob again.

Seeing this, Mo Yuhan frowned, and gently patted her on the back to comfort her, "It's all right, everything is all right, I'm here!"

After hearing this, Chen Yi's mood stabilized a little, and his arms around Mo Yuhan became tighter.

I don't know when it started, but this man was always on her mind. When she was in danger just now, she was always thinking of him. Now that she heard his comfort, she seemed to feel much more at ease.

When she got home, Chen Yi had already fallen asleep.

Mo Yuhan put her on the bed with gentle movements, for fear of accidentally breaking his beloved.

After that, Aunt Li was called to help Chen Yi change into clean clothes.

Looking at Keren'er who was sleeping soundly, Mo Yuhan kissed her forehead lightly, and drove away in the car.

In the private room of the Brilliant Clubhouse.

Feng Zhi was still in a coma, but he was tied up and thrown aside.

When Mo Yuhan pushed the door and entered, the gloomy face seemed to be the reincarnation of Asura in hell.

"Wake him up for me." The cold tone made the temperature in the private room drop.

Lucy and Cong Cong glanced at each other. They had been working for so long, and they had never seen such a stern Mo Yuhan.

Without saying a word, the two picked up the wine and splashed it on Feng Zhi's face.

The sudden coldness made Feng Zhi shiver, but he suddenly remembered that someone had mentioned President Mo just now.

Suspiciously looking around, although he had never seen Mo Yuhan, his name was enough for everyone in this city to remember.

Whoever offends him is tantamount to announcing the end.

Feng Zhi's timid eyes saw Mo Yuhan who was sitting calmly on the sofa, and his heart jumped directly into his throat.

At this time, Mo Yuhan was also looking at him, but the anger in his eyes could directly incinerate him.

Feng Zhi had never met Mo Yuhan before, but he took a look at the innate aura of a king, and he knew that that person was Mo Yuhan.

"President Mo, I was wrong, I was really wrong." Feng Zhi crawled on the ground like a bug, and burst into tears.

"Mr. Mo, I was wrong. I didn't know that Chen Yi belonged to you. If I wanted to know, even if you gave me a hundred guts, I wouldn't dare."

"I beg Mr. Mo to forgive me. I will definitely turn my back on my ways in the future."

Feng Zhi crawled up to Mo Yuhan with difficulty, hugged his leg and began to pray endlessly.

His only hope now is to convince Mo Yuhan.

Mo Yuhan looked at the people under his feet with a fleshy face, which made people sick.

"What is Director Feng doing? You are a prestigious person in Huasheng Real Estate. You want to get some money from the list of our Mozhe Company. What you do is really admirable!"

Mo Yuhan kicked Feng Zhi away, and patted the clothes he touched with his hands. His tone was not harsh at all, but he was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"President Mo, I'm wrong, I deserve to die, but I beg you, let me live, and I will repay you like a cow or a horse."

Feng Zhi is now regretful, wishing to slap himself hard.

While talking, he also kowtowed to Mo Yuhan, his appearance was really funny.

"Director Feng doesn't need to do this." Although he said no, he didn't stop him, "It seems that our Mozhe Company is not blessed to cooperate with your big company, so Director Feng is here to make things difficult for our company's designers. .”

What Mo Yuhan said was still calm, but the evil smile on his face made Feng Zhi panic.

This is not to say that my company is not good, it is obviously Huasheng Real Estate's high promotion, but I don't want to be messed up by him.

"Okay, I've said what I have to say. Everyone is an adult and should be responsible for what they do. I have no right to control your affairs, but I believe Huasheng Real Estate will give me an explanation."

Mo Yuhan stood up and looked at Feng Zhi, who was dull on the ground, with Shura's gloomy expression on his face.

"President Mo, the email has been sent to President Su's mailbox. I believe there will be a result tomorrow."

When Mo Yuhan came over, Lucy had already hacked Feng Zhi's computer, sorted out all his greedy accounts over the years, and handed them all over to President Su of Huasheng Real Estate.

After hearing this, the last calculation in Feng Zhi's mind was also lost.

I thought that if Mo Yuhan didn't let him go, at least he would be an old employee of Huasheng Real Estate, and at most he would be scolded by the boss, which naturally wouldn't affect his future.

But who would have thought that Mo Yuhan actually checked his account, if others found out, he really had no way out.

"President Mo, I beg you, if you want to beat or scold you, don't tell President Su, I will be screwed."

It is too late to realize this.