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Chapter 287: That little bitch is better off

"Sister, Ayan likes Ling Mo. Wasn't it because of Ling Mo's traffic accident last year that the engagement date was postponed for a year?

Even according to the time of the marriage contract, it should be postponed for one year, so the agreement will not count! "The head of the Mu family quibbled.

"..." Mrs. Jun thought about it too.

"I will discuss with your brother-in-law tomorrow to find a time to go to Ling's house and get Ayan and Ling Mo engaged!

Just thinking about it, I still feel a little unwilling to accept that our Ayan is so good, so he is taking advantage of that little bitch! "

"..." Master Mu breathed a sigh of relief.

Mrs. Mu suddenly thought of something.

"Sister, if Ling Mo and A Yan get married, what if they know what happened back then? What will happen to our Mu family?"

Mrs. Jun's eyes flashed fiercely: "Don't worry, I won't let her live until that day!"

"Also, eldest sister, can you tell your brother-in-law about Yun Xue and Jun Muli's marriage?"

Mrs. Jun explained indifferently: "Your brother-in-law has been very busy these two days and hasn't even come back home. I'm afraid it will be a few days!"

“But, eldest sister, Yun Xue’s belly is getting bigger and bigger, we can’t delay it for too long!

She was alone in the prison and I was worried that other inmates would hurt her! "

"The day after tomorrow, come to the Presidential Palace the day after tomorrow, and I will find a way to get your brother-in-law and Jun Muli to come home!"

"Okay, eldest sister! Thank you, you are so kind!" Patriarch Mu thanked him excitedly.

......

October 11, Wednesday.

The capital of country H, Prince Hotel.

Luxurious presidential suite.

Ling Mo sat on the carpet in the bedroom feeling lost.

Unconsciously, I smoked cigars all night.

The bedroom was filled with the smell of cigar smoke.

My neck feels hot, dry, and tingling.

She raised her black stone-like snow eyes, picked up the curtain remote control, pressed it, and the burgundy curtains slowly opened.

Floor-to-ceiling windows.

On the magnificent horizon, an orange-red sun appeared.

Ling Mo stood up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window with bare feet.

Quinn woke up from his dream, opened his sleepy blue eyes, and saw a familiar thin figure.

She was enveloped in a golden light, descending into his world like a god.

He looked at her quietly, remembering this moment in his heart.

Ling Mo felt his gaze and looked back at him.

"I'm going back. Get up and have some breakfast. Today will be very busy, so you don't go hungry!"

"U, let's have breakfast together?" Quinn suggested hurriedly.

"No, I still have a lot of things to do!" Ling Mo picked up the phone and left without looking back.

Quinn was chased out wrapped in thin clothes. Seeing Ling Mo walking very fast, he didn't know what to say for a moment, so he gave up.

Anyway, she would come to pick him up later.

He just needs to be ready.

Ling Mo wore a warrior haircut, a pair of sunglasses and a black mask. She hung her coat on her right shoulder and grabbed it casually.

Several bodyguards in black wearing ghost-face masks followed closely beside her.

When we arrived at the underground parking garage, many distinguished guests had already arrived, and everyone gathered in several small groups.

I don’t know what you are talking about?

As soon as Ling Mo appeared, he became the focus of everyone's attention.

"It's Mr. Ling!"

Someone exclaimed.

Ling Mo turned a deaf ear and walked towards a burgundy Rolls-Royce Phantom.

At this time, an energetic foreign boy quickly rushed out of the crowd and ran near her car.

The bodyguard in black wearing a ghost face mask immediately stopped him.

He yelled angrily: "Don't stop me! I'm Quinn's brother, Wynn!"

"Wayne?" Ling Mo stopped walking and looked sideways at him.

He was about 17 or 8 years old, and unlike Quinn, he had red hair and blue eyes.

Although he has burgundy hair, his eyes and eyebrows are black.

The deep silhouette looks like both Quinn and Ling Mo!

No need to think about it, he must be Ling Yunyao's grandson!

"Cousin Lingchen, I want a red envelope!" Wynn pushed away the bodyguard in black and ran to Ling Mo with long strides.

"..."

Is there any red envelope on Ling Mo?

She hasn't even gone home yet!

"Don't tell me you have no money!" Wynn geared up.

"I heard that your family is very rich. You gave us 520 billion as a gift, and you also gave Quinn an amphibious recreational submarine. I have never seen that kind of high technology!"

"Amphibious recreational submarine?" Ling Mo had never heard of it. He didn't know where the old man got it from.

Wynn spread his palms in front of Ling Mo, looking cute and expectant.

Ling Mo couldn't say in front of everyone that she didn't have a red envelope, right?

She thought about it, took out the black card Quan Zaiyou gave her from her trouser pocket, and placed it in Wynn's white palm.

"Oh, mygod! You actually gave me a black card. There's a lot of money in it, right?" Wynn was so surprised that his eyes lit up!

"..." Ling Mo was worried that more children would come to ask for red envelopes, so he immediately got into the car and asked the driver to drive away.

Before Wynn could thank him, he saw the car driving out of sight.

He happily held the black card and jumped up and down.

"The red envelope that cousin Lingchen gave me was so big and a black card. It's so generous! No wonder the second brother likes him so much and wouldn't marry him except for him!"

Relatives and friends of the Quinn family gathered around him and followed him to find today's protagonist, Quinn.

Ling Mo sat in the back seat, feeling like a knife.

If I had known earlier, I would have listened to Quan Zaiyou and prepared more money with me.

Now it's good, a red envelope and a black card.

Every time Quan Zaiyou gave her, the money would never be less than [-] million, and there must be more than this amount in that black card.

Ling Mo's heart was bleeding!

......

City G of Junguo.

Junling Palace No. 2.

Jun Muyan slept for 12 hours. He had never slept so deeply. He was probably really exhausted.

When he woke up, the first thing he saw was the expressionless Renault Han.

He was startled, sat up, and glared at him: "Why are you still here?"

"I'm not here, where am I?" Renault Han looked at him inexplicably.

"Didn't I tell you to deliver the cake? Did you send the cake to Momo?" Jun Muyan was very nervous.

Yesterday was the little woman's birthday. He had been busy with Mu Yunxue's case and had no chance to see her.

After finally finishing his work, she refused to see him again, so he could only make cakes and ask Renault Han to take them.

"Her cake last night was customized by grandpa. Even if it was given to her, she might not eat it!"

Renault Han answered truthfully: "Besides, you fainted, how could I abandon you?"

"Did I faint?" Jun Muyan then remembered something. He glanced at Mu Jinyao beside him and the hemostatic patch on the back of his hand.

Mu Jinyao hurriedly echoed: "Ayan, you really fainted. You slept for 12 hours from eight o'clock last night to now!"

"Then did she call?" Jun Muyan looked at Renault Han, as if he was expecting something, what was he hoping for?

"..." Renault Han said nothing. In fact, he was called back by Ling Mo.

Otherwise, he wouldn't know that something happened to Jun Muyan.

"..." Mu Jinyao didn't say anything. He hadn't received a call from Xiao Lingmo since he sat down last night.

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