Deep fall

"Mom, I think it's getting late, I still have something to do, so I'll take Fu'er away first!" Sir Moxi said to his mother apologetically.

After saying that, he had already turned around and walked out with Shen Lifu in his arms.

Dong Xiaohe looked at the back of his son leaving with Shen Lifu, a dark color appeared between his brows.

On the way back, Shen Lifu remained silent.

Sir Mercy glanced at her in the rearview mirror, "What did my mother tell you just now?"

"Your mother told me to give birth to you early!" Shen Lifu looked back at him, twitching the corners of her lips ironically.

"How did you answer her?" Sir Moxie asked in a deep voice as he turned his head to stare at her with his dark eyes bottomless.

Shen Lifu raised her eyebrows and gave him a calm expression: "Don't worry, I didn't promise her!"

Hearing that Jue Moxi's heroic brows were slightly frowned, and something was quickly brushed across the engraved handsome face.

Neither of them spoke anymore, and the atmosphere in the car became silent.

The driver deliberately turned on the radio to ease the atmosphere.

Unexpectedly, a piece of gossip about Mo Xijue's father, Mo Yichen, was being broadcast on the radio at this time!
The hostess said that a reporter just took a picture of Mo Yichen dining with his new female secretary in a certain restaurant, and the two behaved intimately, and deliberately recalled last year when the female secretary first took office, Mo Yichen Especially the news about taking her on a two-person trip to Hawaii, and then predicting the possibility of this female secretary squeezing out Mo Yichen's wife Dong Xiaohe and succeeding in taking the position.

When Lord Moxi heard the news, he didn't seem to notice anything on the surface.

But his eyes suddenly became faintly cold, his thin lips were tightly pursed, and his handsome face was gloomy and uncertain.

Shen Lifu immediately felt a cold and dangerous air emanating from his body.

Today is his mother Dong Xiaohe's birthday, his father Mo Yichen not only did not show up, but was even photographed having dinner with the female secretary, anyone would be very angry.

Naturally, Shen Lifu knew that it was inconvenient to provoke him at this time, so she cautiously chose to remain silent.

"Change the channel!" Lord Moxi frowned and ordered in a deep voice.

"Yes!" The driver was already in a cold sweat, and quickly changed the channel.

Unexpectedly, the next radio station would broadcast gossip news, and the protagonist of the news this time was directly replaced by Lord Moxie himself instead of his father Mo Yichen.

The target of the scandal is Fu Jiaojiao, a very popular female star.

Hearing this, Jue Moxi's handsome face became even more ugly, and there was even a little sullenness between his brows.

He and this Fu Jiaojiao were just because of a business dinner, but unfortunately, that dinner happened to be photographed by an interested reporter, and Fu Jiaojiao happened to have a new movie released at that time, so he intentionally Use him to create scandals and create momentum for her new movie.

Originally, for a man, especially a successful man of his class, it is not a big deal to have a few lace news around him. It just shows that he is popular with women and satisfies a man's vanity to a great extent.

But in the current situation, he and Shen Lifu, his wife in name, listened to his gossip news together.

Lord Mercy felt that he still needed to explain, to prove his innocence.

"Reporters nowadays like to talk nonsense when they have nothing to do!" He coughed lightly, and scolded with a condensed face.

Shen Lifu glanced at him and said with a meaningful smile: "You also know that reporters like to talk nonsense."

Lord Moxi was startled when he heard the words, and fell silent for an instant.

Shen Lifu stopped talking and said no more.

She doesn't have the time to take care of their family's business.

"Shut it off!" Lord Moxi ordered impatiently again.

"Yes!" The driver hurriedly followed suit.

"The radio is not allowed to be turned on in the car from now on!" Sir Moxie said with a serious face, his voice was deep and cold.

"Yes!" The driver nodded immediately.

The atmosphere in the car fell into silence again.

After a while, Shen Lifu's cell phone rang suddenly.

She picked it up from her bag and answered, "Hello, Ah Qiang?"

It was her good buddy Zhao Junqiang who called.

After hearing this name, Sir Moxie's handsome cheeks suddenly darkened, and there was a dark tide in his eyes, and the air in the carriage became condensed again.

"Where are you?" A slightly rough male voice came from the other end of the phone.

"In the car, what's the matter?" Shen Lifu raised her eyebrows lightly.

"Today I have a good boy here, and now three are missing and one is missing, will you come?" Zhao Junqiang asked her.

"Kaizi? Wait for me, I'll be there soon!" Shen Lifu replied quickly with her eyes lit up when she heard the words.

After hanging up the phone, she hurriedly ordered the driver in front: "Take me to Temple Street immediately."

"Boss?" The driver hesitated a little, not daring to make decisions without authorization, and looked at Sir Moxie with soliciting eyes.

Jue Moxi's handsome face was unpredictable and deep, his dark eyes looked at her, and he asked in a deep voice: "Why are you going there?"

"Didn't you hear what I said on the phone with Ah Qiang just now? Three missing one, I have to rush there!" Shen Lifu raised her eyebrows and replied anxiously.

Jue Moxi narrowed his deep eyes slightly, with a complicated expression: "Are you still hanging out with that Ah Qiang?"

"He's a close buddy I grew up with." Shen Lifu replied without hesitation, blinking her charming and shining eyes.

"He's just a gangster!" A gloomy look flashed in the depths of Mo Xijue's eyes, and he was surrounded by hostility, ready to go out.

"I also hung out with him back then!" Shen Lifu raised her chin slightly, and retorted disapprovingly: "Do you think everyone is like you, a rich young master who was born with a golden key in his mouth?"

"But you are my wife now, the young mistress of the Mo family!" Mo Xijue's dark eyes radiated with forbearance, and at this moment he looked extraordinarily dangerous and cold: "Should you look like a young mistress?"

"Who stipulated that the young mistress of the Mo family can't go to Temple Street to play mahjong?" Shen Lifu frowned slightly, and stared at him dissatisfied: "Before I married you, you didn't tell me not to play mahjong, did you?"

"At that time, I didn't know that you still had this... hobby!" Sir Moxie cast a glance at her with deep eyes, his expression suppressed a hint of anger, and his deep voice was cold and hoarse.

Shen Lifu rolled her eyelids, and her tone was frivolous and casual: "I'm not a rich lady, as you know, my father is an upstart. I grew up in the mahjong parlor on Temple Street when I was young, and my father also relied on this to get rich. s home!"

"If you like to play mahjong, you can go home and play it at home. Don't go to places like Temple Street where there are mixed fish and dragons!" Mo Xijue's dark eyes narrowed slightly, his handsome face was not angry but powerful, and he took a rare step back, his whole body Exudes innate dignity and low pressure.

"What if I want to go anyway?" Shen Lifu sneered, met his gaze, and asked provocatively.