Quick Travel: Bringing Revenge System to Flirt with Han

"Son, are you being deceived?"

"Haha, your son is very smart." Rong Mo scratched the tip of his nose.

"It's too tiring to start a business, there's no need," Rong's father tried to persuade his son.

After years of hard work, he knows how difficult it is to start a business.

There is no shortage of money in the family, and Rong Mo can spend several lifetimes just by squandering it casually, so why go through this hardship.

"Aren't you talking about running a team? There is still time to start a business."

Rong's father wanted his son to give up the idea of ​​​​starting a business and become a second-generation ancestor at home.

"I'm not starting a business, I just made a little money and I'm not tired."

He previously bought a piece of land, found an appraisal company to appraise it on the pretext of planning a police station, and then sold it to a listed company, which didn't take much time.

I can't always take my father's money, that would be so embarrassing.

Rong's father thought that his son had grown up and no longer needed him, so he was so frightened that he returned home that night.

Tears filled my eyes when I saw my son who was as beautiful as a flower.

"Dad? Why are you back?"

Rong Mo was nestled on the sofa, with a pot of tea beside him instead of fried chicken and Coke.

Rong's father looked at his son in front of him, and he had the illusion that his son had stepped out of the painting.

The son is becoming more and more like his mother.

Back then, his wife was a classical beauty, with a bookish look and every movement.

"Son, daddy is here to give you some money." Grandfather took out a black card from his pocket, "Our family is not short of money for you. Dad only has a son like you, so you don't need to go out and be burdened."

He was afraid that his son would be wronged outside.

Rong Mo moved his body, stepped into his slippers, and looked at Rong's father's cautious look.

If he refuses, he may start thinking wildly.

Rong Mo pursed her lips and reached out to take it, "Thank you, dad."

"You silly boy, why are you so polite to your father?" Rong's father patted his precious son on the shoulder.

This touch is incredible, "Son, why have you lost so much weight?"

Rong Fushan looked around Rong Mo, "He doesn't give you food? Is he abusing you?"

"Uh...", Rong Mo's mouth twitched slightly, "How is that possible?"

"I knew that brat didn't appreciate what he got. He only lived with him for a few days and he starved you to pieces."

Rong's father was determined that Xiu Jin had not given Rong Mo food.

"No, I lost weight myself." Rong Mo was helpless.

Rong’s father didn’t listen, “Have you eaten, son? Dad will prepare something delicious for you.”

"..." Rong Mo looked at the time. It was eight o'clock in the morning. He had indeed not eaten. He originally wanted to lose weight and didn't plan to eat.

Father Rong glanced at the kitchen where there was no trace of movement, and there was no takeout on the coffee table.

He had mentioned hiring a chef for his son before, but his son didn't like strangers at home and didn't want to have contact with the outside world, so he refused without even thinking.

He mentioned it too many times, causing his son to get angry and lose his temper, so the matter was dropped.

"Have not eat yet…"

"That's just right. Daddy didn't eat either. Daddy will cook it for you." Rongfu rolled up his sleeves and went straight to the kitchen.

When I opened the refrigerator, there was only a carton of eggs and a few dozen noodles...

Rong Mo hadn't eaten at home since he came back, so he didn't buy anything.

Rong's father felt sad when he saw it, and tears welled up in his eyes again.

This kid doesn't know how to take care of himself.

"It's okay, Dad will send someone to send him off"

Rong Mo leaned against the wall, watching Rong's father's figure stretched out under the light. His eyes flickered and he smiled, "Don't bother Dad, just eat egg noodles."

Egg noodles…

These three words brought back the memory hidden deep in Rong's father's heart. At that time, Rong Mo was young and the family had little money. He would work early in the morning and work late at night to make money. When he got home, he would always have a bowl of egg noodles cooked by his wife.

An egg, a few strands of dried noodles, a sprinkle of green onion, coriander and a few drops of sesame oil will make him eat several bowls.

Since his wife's death, he has never eaten egg noodles again.

"Okay, just eat this." Rong's father's eyes were red, and he deliberately carried Rong Mo on his back, not letting him see the tears in his eyes.

Rong Mo came to the dining table with his arms crossed.

"Host, why do you still want to eat egg noodles?" He remembered that Rong Mo didn't like to eat this kind of thing.

Rong Mo leaned on the chair with a casual posture, raised his eyes slightly when he heard the words, and responded, "Try it for the original owner."

"..." Bai Tuanzi stopped laughing and watched Rong Mo boredly drawing circles on the dining table with his fingers.

The sound of gurgling water kept coming from the kitchen.

"Hasn't the host ever thought about enjoying the warmth of ordinary people?"

It had said this before, but Rong Mo was so heartbroken at that time that he didn't respond to other people's overtures.

Rong Mo shook his head. He was very clear-headed and would not think that he was worthy of that kindness just because someone was kind to him.

Just like he always firmly believes that light cannot redeem darkness, only darkness can tolerate each other.

The original person would never know about Rong's father's love for his son, so he conveniently made up for the regrets of the two of them.

Two bowls of egg noodles were placed on the dining table, their simplicity a bit out of place in the gorgeous restaurant.

"What dad cooks is not as delicious as what your mom cooks, so you just have to make do with it." Rong's father put the chopsticks in front of Rong Mo.

"It's okay, I won't pick anything." Rong Mo picked up the chopsticks and ate happily.

A very ordinary taste, but it has a special meaning to them.

Rong Mo ate happily, and Rong's father looked very satisfied.

"You need to slow down enough to eat there's still more in the pot"

Rong Mo just smiled, and Rong's father ate while recalling the past, and the topic changed as he talked.

"When your mother and I were young, we always argued over who you were like. I said you were like me, honest and honest. Your mother said you would suffer if you were like me, or you would be better off like her, smart and smart. "

"I can't tell you what your mother is, so if you look like me, you can definitely find a wife like your mother and give birth to a big fat baby."

"Well, cough cough cough!" A mouthful of noodle soup went down his throat, and Rong Mo secretly thought something was wrong.

Why did this topic come up?

Sure enough, Rong's father pursed his lips and sniffed as he spoke, "Your mother and I never thought that you could find someone who can't lay eggs."

"Puch..." Bai Tuanzi couldn't help laughing.

Rong Mo put down his chopsticks and wiped his lips, "Dad, didn't you say that Xiu Jin is a very good person? You also said that he has made great achievements at a young age. Have you forgotten all this?"

"That doesn't stop me from being sad." The son I finally raised was deceived and ran away.

Now he has come to his senses. His son is not the one above. He has clearly gone to be someone else's wife.

"You, let him marry you. Our family is rich and we don't need his dowry gift."

He must fight for this.

"Haha..." Rong Mo laughed dryly. This dad is really a live treasure, "Cheng... I'll talk to him, talk to him..."

Rongfu felt better now.

When Rong Mo mentioned this matter that night, he wanted to tease Xiu Jin.

In the end, Xiu Jin took it seriously.

Husband: Are you getting married? When will it end? I'm in such a hurry that I'm not ready to propose yet, but it doesn't matter, I can be ready in three days.

"..." Rong Mo was speechless, "Let's compete well. What are you thinking about? How many times have you been married and you can still be so excited? Do you have any future?"

He was too lazy to type, so he directly sent a voice message, and soon there was a voice message from the other side.

The deep magnetic voice was in a low tone, as if Xiu Jin was whispering into his neck, "Do you still remember how many times you marry a wife? As long as you are willing to marry, I will marry you every day."

Rong Mo's face turned red suddenly, "Go away, stop being so glib, he's asking you to get married."

Xiu Jin smiled softly, "It's the same, you can marry me."

Rong Mo turned off his cell phone shyly. He didn't see Xiu Jin off when he left the country.

It’s not that I don’t want to go, it’s that I’m afraid that I won’t be able to leave.

Especially Xiu Jin, it doesn't take a second thought to know that he will definitely be tired of his cheating.

Anyway, Xiu Jin can be seen on the Internet.

Xiujin's competition is tomorrow, and Rong Mo has been waiting in front of the computer to watch the live broadcast.

The tall and graceful figure on the field became the focus of attention when he appeared. He stood equally among the elites from all over the world. His outstanding appearance caused the audience to discuss loudly.

The barrage is also full of fans who boast about their good looks.

Rong Mo couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, looking proud.

Envy it, this is my man.

The competition was a fight between gods. Rong Mo couldn't understand much. The main thing was that Xiu Jin had a calm posture and fought his way through a group of IQ monsters to enter the top eight.

No one is surprised by this result.

During the post-match interview, foreign reporters gathered around Xiu Jin and asked various questions in a irritable mood.

Xiu Jin was surrounded by staff and prepared to leave.

"Journalists please conduct interviews after the game and do not affect the players' condition."

During the competition, players can refuse to be interviewed. After all, the questions asked by these reporters are sometimes very tricky.

"Player Xiujin, don't you say something to the fans in China who support you?" One of the reporters shouted to Xiujin.

Xiu Jin stopped in his tracks, a smile flashed through his cold eyes. He turned around without speaking, and raised his hand to pinch his heart at the cameraman next to the reporter.

Then turned and left.

——Ahhhh! My student is so handsome, he shows his affection for us!

——I thought the God of Learning was a cold and cold person, but I didn’t expect to see the gentle side of the God of Learning in my lifetime.

——Are you sure he is comparing himself to us? Didn't you see the ring on the hand of the scholar?

——The truth is revealed upstairs. The ring looks like a couple's ring. The god of learning has gone bad. He is showing off his affection, woo woo woo.

Rong Mo bit her lip, smiled from ear to ear, reached out in front of the computer screen and squeezed the same heart with the hand with the ring, and spread it to the social platform.

Soon his comment area was invaded by CP fans.

——Jinmo CP is so happy. You don’t know how good our food is.

——My Mo Bao’s hand is so beautiful, I want to hold it, and I want to compete with the god of learning for my wife.

——It only took half a month to go from not understanding the god of learning to envying the god of learning. I also want a beautiful and rich wife to warm my bed.

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Xiu Jin: Be careful, level 4 or 6 warning.

——Fuck! The god of learning peeked into his wife’s comment section!

——Hahaha, sister, you are so miserable, please return your wife, the god of learning, quickly.

——You can’t tell that I, the God of Learning, am still a jealous person.

The netizen who said he was trying to steal Xiu Jin's wife made an excited expression: I was wrong about studying, the Mo Bao is still yours, please help me not to fail the final exam.

Then a group of people followed to pay homage to Xiujin.

Rong Mo couldn't help but laugh. He clicked on Xiu Jin's profile picture and said: Come on, I'll wait for you to come back.

Xiu Jin replied: Do you just have to wait for me to come back?

Rong Mo glanced at the ticket to country M the day after tomorrow, and edited the text with a smile: There is a surprise, but I won’t tell you yet.