In order to break off the engagement, I made CEO Bingshan cry.

"broken?"

Mo Nanfeng's face was full of embarrassment, and he looked up and down at Moguan Mountain. From the corner of his eye, he glanced at the part of his daughter that he shouldn't have looked at: "Where is it broken?"

"Ribs! Broken ribs! Damn girl, what are you looking at!?"

Moguanshan became anxious: "Hurry up and call 120. All my ribs will be broken and my internal organs will be pierced. By then, my father will feel cold when Hua Tuo comes!"

After hearing this, Monanfeng hurriedly called 120.

Zhang Ruoyu paced and stood in front of Moguan Mountain: "Can you respect me? Is the battle over?"

"No more fighting." Moguanshan shook his head slightly. "If you fight again, someone will die..."

"I really can't resist the beating. I'm still warming up." Zhang Ruoyu put a half-smoked cigarette into Moguanshan's mouth, which was too tight to move, and curled his lips. "Your Toad Kung Fu is only limited to the first move. But I've already mastered the Great Shift of the Universe."

"I admire it, I admire it..." Moguanshan endured the pain to greet Zhang Ruoyu.

"With your injury, you will have to lie at home for a year and a half at most, which is far from the point where only the northwest is left on the map." Zhang Ruoyu geared up and squinted at Moguanshan's shaking knees.

"I'll knock the meniscus off your knee again, and you can stay in the northwest without any distractions." Zhang Ruoyu's eyes flashed coldly, and he was ready to take action.

"Hero, spare your life." Moguan Shan's hair stood on end and he was sweating profusely. "I'm not going anywhere. From now on, I will squat in the ancient capital of the Thirteen Dynasties and eat BiangBiang noodles every day. Don't knock my meniscus..."

When Mon Nanfeng heard this, he frowned: "Dad, can you have some potential? Shi Ke cannot be killed! You are the famous king of the northwest!"

"Shut up, you bastard!"

Moguanshan was furious: "Without the meniscus, how can I have the dignity to be the king of the northwest? Even the boss has to cut corners for me to eat BiangBiang noodles!"

"Okay, don't make any noise." Zhang Ruoyu waved his hand. "Miss Mo, please answer me a question honestly. I won't knock your father's meniscus."

"What's the problem?" Mon Nanfeng's face changed slightly when he heard this.

"Who asked you to come?" Zhang Ruoyu stared at Mon Nanfeng with cold eyes.

"I came here myself." Mon Nanfeng said firmly.

Zhang Ruoyu picked up an ashtray and was about to smash Moguan Shan's knees.

"Her future mother-in-law asked her to come!" Moguanshan immediately betrayed his daughter and tried his best to distance himself from the matter. "I only found out about this later!"

"Oh." Zhang Ruoyu pondered for a while and glanced at Mo Nanfeng. "You haven't even married yet, so you're eager to please your future mother-in-law and fight for your future husband?"

"Lick the dog."

After that, he turned around and left the hotel.

Moguan Shan found a nearby sofa and sat down, breathing heavily: "Damn girl, you killed me!"

"Blame me? It's not because you don't have the ability!" Mo Nanfeng curled his lips. "Besides, if you betrayed my future mother-in-law like this, how can I get married? Will I not be looked down upon every day in my husband's family?"

"Okay, I still don't know what kind of evil you are holding back, you damn girl? Didn't you just come to Binhai on purpose to make trouble and find an opportunity to break off the engagement?"

Moguanshan was sweating profusely and said, "Now you have offended your fiancé, and I have offended your future mother-in-law. Isn't that just what you want?"

Monanfeng's red lips curled up and her eyes rolled: "I didn't think so, please don't accuse me wrongly."

Moguanshan glared at his precious daughter: "How many girls in the capital want to get under your fiancé's bed? How about you, you don't know how to be blessed despite being blessed? Do you know how many benefits our marriage can bring? What can you achieve in the future? the height of?"

"It's not rare." Mon Nanfeng curled his lips. "Are you short of money or status? Do you have to kneel down and become someone's in-laws?"

"Who would think that there is too much money..." Moguanshan gasped.

The grandson's attack was quite reliable, and he didn't really beat himself to death. Otherwise, he would have drawn a circle on the seaside on the map of the Mo family and piled up a grave.

"Why do you need so much money? Why don't you spend it in nightclubs with other women? If my mother hadn't died early, would you be alive today?"

"If your mother hadn't died early, would I have gone out to get drunk every day to drown my sorrows?" Moguan Shan sighed and raised his head slightly.

"Oh, I miss your mother..."

Mo Nanfeng glared at this damn father and asked tentatively: "What about my marriage? Can I cancel it?"

"You've made such a fuss. If you don't retreat, are you really going to work as a maid in their house?" Moguanshan held his belly and spoke plausibly. "Your damn mother agreed, but I can't even agree!"

"Thank you, dad!" Mo Nanfeng hugged Mo Guanshan's face and kissed her wildly. "I know you love me the most!"

"Damn girl, please be gentle, it's really broken..."

Moguan Shan was throbbing in pain and cursed: "My master lied to me and said that after practicing hard qigong, you can be invulnerable to weapons, water and fire. This fucking punch broke all my ribs."

Mo Nanfeng was in a good mood and comforted Moguan Shan: "I doubt Zhang Ruoyu will hunt cattle across the mountain."

"That makes sense." Moguanshan said in a deep voice. "Otherwise, with 30 years of hard Qigong experience, how could I be so vulnerable?"

Moguanshan's eyes flickered, and he turned around to check carefully about this person named Zhang.

If this grandson really were a cook, I would pull out the ribs and make sweet and sour pork ribs!