My script is a supporting role

Before Mo Chen could turn around, Luo Qier had already pulled him and pulled him over.

The delicate chin pushed towards Luo Zhengyang, and said: "Why are you going? Why don't you serve the poached eggs you cooked for dad yourself?"

"what?!!"

Mo Chen was stunned by Luo Qier's sudden operation.

This "Father" came out of her mouth, it seemed to be nothing at first, but after a closer look, there was an extra layer of ambiguous meaning.

If Luo Qier called her in her own capacity, it must be completely normal and there is no problem.

But if it was called for Mo Chen, Mo Chen's identity is a bit weird.

What is the relationship between a man who can call Luo Zhengyang "father" with Luo Qier?

But the most important thing is that the two of them don't have any engagement or marriage relationship.

No matter what Xuanyu Wushuang thinks, Luo Zhengyang will probably directly characterize Mo Chen as a libertine who deceived Luo Qier's body with his rhetoric.

And when most fathers encounter this kind of prodigal son who deceives their daughters, they will probably only have one thought.

kill him! ! !

At this time, Luo Zhengyang also looked at Mo Chen.

In the eyes, there is not only a trace of doubt and suspicion, but also a majestic scrutiny that cannot be offended.

Mo Chen secretly said in his heart: "Mr. Luo, don't think too much, your daughter and I are really clear, clear, and clean..."

Just halfway through thinking, it suddenly occurred to me that the relationship between myself and Luo Qier might not be so innocent...

After all, he is the man who has seen her body!

"Sure enough, the sins you have done and the debts you have owed are the same to be paid."

Luo Qier also looked at Mo Chen seriously, but her eyes were peaceful without any waves.

Mo Chen originally wanted to argue a few words, but finally closed his mouth.

Luo Qier's move was reckless, but it also showed her worry.

Xuanyu Wushuang obviously expressed his affection to Luo Qier, but Luo Qier didn't seem to have that idea.

But this is not what Luo Qier is worried about.

What Luo Qier was really worried about was that Luo Zhengyang also had the intention of matching her and Xuanyu Wushuang.

For Luo Qier, it was easy to reject Xuan Yu Wushuang, but it was very difficult to reject her father.

So she simply dragged Mo Chen over to block the gun, extinguishing all their thoughts.

Mo Chen secretly sighed, held the bowl in both hands, and walked towards Luo Zhengyang, who was firmly seated at the head, with a generous determination to die.

"Who made me owe you..."

"This pot, if you want me to carry it, I will carry it for you."

When he walked a little closer, he could clearly see the veins on Luo Zhengyang's forehead slightly bulging, and the corners of his eyes kept trembling, obviously the emotions in his heart were very intense.

As for Xuan Yu Wushuang who was sitting next to him, his eyes pierced like poisonous thorns, as if he wanted to smash Mo Chen into thousands of pieces immediately.

In Xuanyu Wushuang's world, no woman has ever been able to refuse him over the years.

The only exception was at the Qingli Sect, Luo Qier in front of him, and the genius swordsman of the Qingli Sect, Murong Qingyue, both rejected him.

This is intolerable to him.

"Only I can reject others, and I will never allow others to reject me."

This is the bottom line that he absolutely does not allow others to offend.

So no matter what, he must get Luo Qier and possess everything she has.

Not only Luo Qier, but also the sword cultivator Murong Qingyue, also wants to become his servant.

But now, this guy named Mo Chen is obviously not as smart as me, not as handsome as me, not as cultivated as me, not as elegant as me, not even as tall as me.

But he was able to take the lead and seize the opportunity?

Xuanyu Wushuang's fingers shrank slightly.

It’s tolerable, it’s unbearable!

Mo Chen felt that the air around him began to solidify like a substance, and it took a lot of energy to take a step forward.

Under the heavy pressure, even the palm of the hand holding the bowl was a little sweaty.

"Should I call Mr. Luo later, or just call him Dad?"

If you call me dad...

I'm afraid the living room will be overturned right away?

At this time, a seven or eight-year-old girl walked in lightly, and said crisply: "Brother, where are you going to bring my poached eggs?"

Chapter 200 Spoiler

Mo Chen turned his head and saw that it was Xiao Ye Zi, he couldn't help being a little tongue-tied, "Little Ye Zi, this, this..."

This matter is really hard to explain.

But Xiao Yezi didn't seem to be interested in listening to his explanation, so she walked over and took the bowl in his hand, and raised her mouth to give Mo Chen a hard look.

Then he put the bowl on the table next to Luo Zhengyang, dragged a chair and sat down happily, and began to eat unceremoniously.

After taking two bites, Xiao Ye Zi raised her head and looked at Mo Chen with dissatisfaction, "Brother, how long have you been cooking this? It's cold!"

Stirring with a spoon, he said again: "The heat is wrong, the egg yolk is too old..."

"Tsk tsk! You didn't care at all!"

Mo Chen scratched the back of his head, always feeling that the painting style in front of him was slightly weird.

Before she came in, it could be said that the atmosphere in this living room was extremely solemn and depressing.

As long as there is a little spark, it may be ignited and detonated immediately.

But this little girl suddenly appeared at this juncture.

In a few words, he explained all the misunderstandings caused by Luo Qier's impulse.

The seemingly careless move has successfully attracted everyone's attention and saved Mo Chen from the siege.

This little girl is helping him again?

Seeing that Mo Chen didn't answer for a long time, Xiao Ye Zi puffed up her cheeks in dissatisfaction, "Brother, are you dumb?"

Luo Zhengyang has already heard the clues, and the tense state finally relaxed. Looking at Xiao Ye Zi, he showed a gentle smile, "Little girl, this bowl of poached eggs was cooked for you?"

Xiao Ye Zi sipped the egg soup, and looked at him innocently with her big sparkling eyes.

"Yeah, I've been waiting at Sister Min's place for a long time, but my brother didn't come back, so I ran all the way to have a look. I didn't expect him to run around with a bowl."

"Any questions?"

Luo Zhengyang chuckled, "No problem, no problem, you can eat whatever you want, cook if you don't have enough."

Little Yezi suddenly smiled sweetly, and pushed the bowl in front of Luo Zhengyang, "Do you want to eat it? Then I'll eat it for you!"

Of course Luo Zhengyang would not compete with a seven or eight year old girl for food.

But now the situation is very clear, it was just a farce caused by Luo Qier's nonsense.

Xuanyu Wushuang saw that things were not as he had thought before, so she also looked relaxed at this time, and said with a loud smile: "Miss Luo is eccentric, flying and jumping, she is really cute."

Glancing at Mo Chen out of the corner of his eye, he said again: "It's just that Mr. Mo, as a senior brother of the same school, was teased by this for no reason, so please don't take offense."

Luo Zhengyang was also relieved, he leaned back on the chair, smiled and cursed at Luo Qier: "You girl, you know how to mess around."

Luo Qier didn't expect Xiao Yezi to come out suddenly to disrupt the situation, and at this moment, she also stayed on the sidelines without making a sound.

Mo Chen hurriedly said: "Junior Sister Luo and I are used to fighting, and we are very casual when we joke. We are just joking around, and we don't take it seriously. Please forgive me for being rude."

Luo Zhengyang smiled lightly and shook his head, "You've spoiled her so much."

Xuanyu Wushuang stood up, saluted Luo Zhengyang and said, "The news of Wushuang has been brought, so it's inconvenient to bother you any more, so I'll take my leave."

Luo Zhengyang looked straight, and said: "Mr. Wushuang is running for the little girl. Luo has not thanked me for his kindness, so why leave in such a hurry."

"Mr. Wushuang is exhausted, why not rest at Luo's house for a few days."

"Later, please ask the young girl to take the young master around the city, and Luo will prepare some thin wine as a token of gratitude."

Xuanyu Wushuang glanced at Luo Qier, and responded happily: "Wu Shuang has just arrived in Sheng'an City, and I really haven't seen the customs and customs here. I wonder if Ms. Luo can condescend and introduce her to Wu Shuang."

Luo Qier was not at all reluctant in her heart, but Luo Zhengyang agreed, "The friendship of a landlord is exactly what it should be."

Luo Qier stomped her feet and said, "Father..."

Luo Zhengyang said to Luo Qier: "Don't be childish, just take Mr. Wushuang and go for a walk around the city."

Seeing what her father said, Luo Qier knew that this matter could not be evaded, so she had no choice but to accept it reluctantly.

Before leaving, seeing Mo Chen standing there, he wanted to come over to pull him, but was stopped by Luo Zhengyang: "You go out with Mr. Wushuang first, Mr. Mo is here, I still have something to talk to him."

Luo Qier had no choice but to go out first with Xuanyu Wushuang.

When going out, Xuanyu Wushuang swept past Mo Chen with a mocking look.

You are still far behind me in robbing women.

Xiao Yezi had already finished eating a bowl of poached eggs, and she seemed to be having fun stirring it around in the bowl with a spoon.

Luo Zhengyang asked kindly: "Little sister, I heard you call this Mr. Mo a brother, is that right?"

Xiao Yezi didn't seem to expect that Luo Zhengyang would ask such a question, she fluttered her big eyes and said with a giggle, "Yes, he is my cousin."

Luo Zhengyang looked at her bowl, there was nothing in it, and said: "There are still a lot of delicious food in the kitchen, I'll ask my eldest sister to accompany you there, if you want to eat, just ask them, okay?"

Xiao Ye Zi jumped down from the chair all of a sudden, and said happily: "Okay, I just haven't eaten enough yet."

After speaking, he picked up the bowl and ran out.

When passing by Mo Chen, Xiao Ye Zi winked at him quietly, as if to say, take care of yourself.

For a while, only Luo Zhengyang and Mo Chen were left in the reception hall.

Mo Chen didn't know what Luo Zhengyang meant by sending everyone away and leaving him alone, so he stood there feeling a little cramped.

The smile on Luo Zhengyang's face gradually disappeared, and his expression slowly became serious.

"Young Master Mo, do you have a marriage contract?"

When Mo Chen heard this question, it seemed that he meant something.

Immediately replied: "I didn't know it before, but later I heard from my uncle that there seemed to be a marriage contract, but now it's gone."

Luo Zhengyang was slightly surprised, "Why is it gone now?"

Mo Chen said truthfully: "Because the other party's mother is unwilling to marry her daughter to me, she proposed to dissolve the engagement."

Luo Zhengyang frowned slightly, "Mr. Mo is young and promising, he should be the leader of the sect, he should be paid attention to, why did he suddenly break off the engagement?"

Mo Chen thought to himself, isn't it because of the old man's broken script?

If it weren't for the previous script arrangement, to set off Lin Jin, the murderous god, would he be so hated by Qingluo?

These words could not be said to Luo Zhengyang, so he could only say: "Because she thinks that my character is not good."

"Character?"

Luo Zhengyang Pin read these two words, his eyes became strange for some reason.

"That little girl from before is your cousin?"

Mo Chen felt that something was wrong with the current atmosphere, but he couldn't tell why.

But Xiao Yezi's lie had already spread, and he found that he had no choice but to continue to circle down.

"Mr. Hui, yes."

Luo Zhengyang's voice suddenly raised a tone, carrying an unquestionable majesty.

"But as far as I know, Mo Qinghe's wife, He Yunxiang, is the only daughter in the family and has no other siblings."