Deep fall

There were many people whispering in their ears.

Lord Moxi's deep eyes swept over the woman beside him, and in vain stretched out his big hand to hold her slender hand tightly, with a very intimate manner.

Shen Lifu stared blankly at his big hands wrapping her, her beautiful eyes were stained with surprise.

"Brother!" A soft call sounded in their ears.

Shen Lifu turned her head to look, and saw Mo Jiaqi in a pink princess-style tutu dress coming in front of them.

"Qiqi!" Jue Moxi's dark eyes fell on her body, her appearance was different from the usual hard and cold, with a faint feeling of pampering: "You came back from abroad?"

"I came here specially to celebrate Mom's birthday." Mo Jiaqi parted her red lips, seemingly obediently.

Suddenly, her eyes caught on Shen Lifu who was beside Sir Moxie, and she immediately frowned: "Brother, why did you bring her here?"

Mo Xijue's handsome face was still deep and calm, and he said in an unquestionable tone: "She is my wife! Naturally, she will come with me to celebrate Mom's birthday!"

"But sister Zirui is here today too!" Mo Jiaqi glared at Shen Lifu, her small face was full of hostility, and she couldn't help questioning: "Aren't you afraid that Mom will be angry when she sees her? "

"Zirui has nothing to do with me, I don't want you to always mention her name in front of me." Mo Xijue's handsome face like a marble sculpture suddenly darkened, and his hoarse voice was calm and powerful.

"But..." Mo Jiaqi looked unwilling, as if she wanted to say something else.

Jue Moxi's handsome face froze, and interrupted her impatiently: "Okay, I'm going to take Fu'er to celebrate Mom's birthday!"

After speaking, she squeezed Shen Lifu's hand and left.

In the center of the hall, a beautiful woman was surrounded by several people.

The woman was dressed in a classical Chinese cheongsam, outlining her graceful figure, and the years had hardly left many marks on her face.

She stood there gracefully holding a glass of champagne, exuding a natural sense of nobility all over her body, with a myriad of demeanors.

"Mom!" Jue Moxi held Shen Lifu's hand, came to his mother, and shouted respectfully.

"You're here!" Seeing his son, Dong Xiaohe immediately smiled on his well-maintained face.

"I'll bring Fu'er to celebrate your birthday!" Sir Moxi pulled her in front of him and said slowly.

Dong Xiaohe nodded, and then his eyes shifted to Shen Lifu beside him, his expression immediately became deep and complicated.

"Mom, I wish you a happy birthday!" Shen Lifu raised her red lips, and said the scene with a smile.

Dong Xiaohe didn't pay attention to her, but said to her son: "Zirui is here, go talk to her!"

Her daughter-in-law was standing in front of her, and Dong Xiaohe actually told her son to find another woman in front of her.

Sure enough, she still didn't like her as always.

Shen Lifu couldn't help being a little embarrassed, she clenched her slender hands slightly, unexpectedly, Lord Moxi wrapped her hands with his big palm again, as if giving her a stable strength.

Sir Moxi's face was still calm, but his dark eyes were extraordinarily deep, and he suddenly asked in a hoarse voice, "Where's Dad?"

"He...is still abroad." Dong Xiaohe's eyes quickly flashed a strange look, and he lowered his voice.

Hearing this, Sir Moxie frowned, and his handsome face was immediately stained with condensation.

Shen Lifu could clearly feel his unhappiness.

That's right, my father didn't show up for my mother's birthday, which is too unreasonable!
"Maybe Dad still has some important matters abroad, and he hasn't finished it!" Jue Moxi calmed down and comforted his mother.

Dong Xiaohe's expression was gloomy, as if she didn't want to mention her husband any more, so she quickly changed the subject.

The mother and son chatted for a while, and Dong Xiaohe looked at his son with love and pride in his eyes.

In the end, I didn't forget to remind my son to find that Zirui again.

Lord Moxi didn't make a statement, neither agreed nor objected, the expression on Jun's face was somewhat unpredictable.

After a while, someone came to see Sir Moxie for something, and he was about to leave with Shen Lifu, but Dong Xiaohe suddenly said:
"Liv is staying here, I happen to have something to ask her."

Lord Moxi narrowed his deep eyes slightly, and turned to look at her, as if asking for her opinion.

"I'll stay here with mom, you can go and get busy." Shen Lifu narrowed her eyes, with a decent smile on the corner of her mouth, and said wittily.

She guessed that Dong Xiaohe must have something to say to her alone.

Sure enough, after Jue Moxi left, Dong Xiaohe spoke bluntly:
"When are you going to have kids?"

Her face was cold and distant, and without Lord Mercy present, her attitude immediately took a 180-degree turn.

"I..." Shen Lifu's tone faltered, and she let out a "bah" in her heart.

She and her son are going to divorce, what kind of child do you want?What's more, it's not up to her to decide whether the two of them want to have children.

Even if she wanted it, she had to cooperate with Sir Moxie.

"You have been married to Jue for more than a year, and there is no good news in your belly. If you can't give birth, you should make room as soon as possible!" Dong Xiaohe ordered with a hint of disgust on his expression.

"Okay!" Shen Lifu nodded.

"What did you say?" Dong Xiaohe's complexion changed, and he stared at her in disbelief.

"Didn't you ask me to vacate my position as soon as possible? I said yes! As long as your son agrees, I will leave immediately." Shen Lifu raised her eyebrows and sneered obediently.

Dong Xiaohe's chest heaved for a while: "You... are angry with me, aren't you?"

"Mom, I did everything according to your wishes!" Shen Lifu blinked innocently and reminded sarcastically.

"Shen Lifu, if you hadn't stepped in back then, Jue and Zirui would have been married long ago, maybe they would have children now!" Dong Xiaohe frowned, eyes darkened, and angrily scolded her: "But you are dominating her now." The position of Young Mistress Mo, but she is unwilling to have children for our Mo family, why did Jue marry a woman like you?"

"So don't worry, I will find a way to leave as soon as possible, and I will never delay your Mo family's childbearing and reproduction!" Shen Lifu was still smiling, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, her tone was indifferent, and there was nothing superfluous Emotions.

Dong Xiaohe was almost not mad at her, but just when she was about to say a few more words to her, her son Mo Xijue had already returned.

"Mom!" Jue Moxi strode back to them, with a little worry on his brows: "Fu'er, didn't you get angry this time?"

"I just chatted with her casually! You don't need to rush back so nervously!" Dong Xiaohe's expression calmed down, and she returned to the state of Jingyi just now, with a faint smile on her lips.

Lord Moxi turned his head and glanced at Shen Lifu, stretched out his hand and subconsciously hugged her waist, and pulled her into his arms, forming a protective posture.

"Did you see Zirui just now? You young people can communicate more!" Dong Xiaohe asked again.