In the name of father

At this time, the takeaway just came, Xiao Mo wanted to turn around and open the door to order a takeaway, but he was dragged back by Xiao Yan just after taking two steps outside, the man frowned and was about to say something, but before he could speak Xiao Yan, who followed behind, sneered back: "I beg you to be a little self-conscious about being the boss of a gangster, okay? If someone who sends you outside sees you wearing plush slippers, you are going to make the people in the North District feel ashamed tomorrow. Noodles hanged themselves, didn't they?"

Xiao Mo was choked by his younger son, and subconsciously turned his head to find his elder son to support him. Who knew that Xiao Yan also seemed to agree completely, so when the man silently stared at the young master of the Xiao family, Xiao Yan was already out of control. Clapping his tongue impatiently, he passed them by and went out to get takeaway.

The takeaway brought back three dishes and one soup, two of which were Xiao Mo’s favorite vegetarian dishes—this is a problem brought over from his previous life, because he used to be a boxer to maintain his figure and stomach, so he couldn’t eat too greasy or too much Red meat (that is, the meat of mammals), at most occasionally eat fish or chicken, he doesn't like the duck too much, but the hot duck on the table is old duck with ginkgo fruit, the man didn't want to move at first, but in the end he still Xiao Yan forced him to drink a bowl of soup.

Xiao Mo drank the soup very slowly, and the whole process was as difficult as forcing him to take medicine. The man used a spoon to skim off the oil on the soup surface, and asked absent-mindedly: "When I went downstairs just now, I heard what are you guys saying?"

"What did you say?" Xiao Yan scooped a large spoonful of hot soup into his own bowl, and then silently dragged the bowl of soup under Xiao Mo's hand which he had been playing with for a long time but didn't drink a few sips to exchange with himself. "Drink it quickly, or it will taste even weirder when it gets cold."

Xiao Mo paused, feeling a bit like a kid who was being chased by an adult and fed...

The man raised his hand and pinched his earlobe, lowered his head and took two sips of soup obediently. After a moment of silence, he seemed to have strongly suppressed the urge to spit out the soup with a strange smell, and then slowly said: "No Ask you only after you hear clearly, as if you heard about equality and sharing—"

Xiao Mo couldn't finish his sentence because Xiao Yan, who was sitting on his left, sprayed all the soup back into his bowl.

"Xiao Yan, what are you doing, you're so dirty." So Xiao Mo's attention was completely attracted to him.

Xiao Yan viciously grabbed the tissue handed over by the man, wiped the soup from the corners of his lips quite vigorously, and gave him a fierce look: "Where did you get so much curiosity? It’s only fun to report to you in the morning with morning erection?”

Xiao Mo seemed to have long been used to his youngest son being open-mouthed, so he raised his eyebrows very calmly: "If you don't mind..."

Xiao Yan seemed to be waiting for the man to say this. As soon as Xiao Mo finished speaking, he showed an evil smile: "I don't mind at all if you help us solve it."

"..."...this idiot.

Xiao Yan didn't speak, and let the atmosphere at the dinner table that was originally harmonious suddenly drop to freezing point, and the elder brother of the twins just pursed his lips and looked at his younger brother who was smiling smugly. Without further ado, Mo raised his hand and slapped him again. There was a loud slap, and Xiao Yan was stunned by the slap—it was obvious that Xiao Mo had overreacted, but they had just happened. For that kind of thing, just make this kind of joke immediately, and you deserve the beating.

So Xiao Yan just watched and didn't make a sound to stop him.

"Stop joking with me like this in the future." Xiao Mo withdrew his hand, paused, then raised his hand to pinch Xiao Yan's chin to look left and right, "Does it hurt?"

"Why, you only want to please me after the beating is over?" Xiao Yan slapped the dead old man's hand away, thinking that he had never been slapped in his life. What kind of bad luck... But after thinking about the man in front of him, he probably hasn't forgotten what happened in the locker room in the afternoon, Xiao Yan was a little relieved, so he didn't lose his temper too much.

What's more, Xiao Mo's attack was not heavy this time. Although it was loud, it was like scratching an itch for a thick-skinned and rough-skinned person like Xiao Yan.

"Old man, if you don't get rid of this habit of beating people by raising your hand in the future, I will run away from home next time." Xiao Yan said half-jokingly.

"If you don't want to be beaten, stop joking with your father." Xiao Mo glanced uncertainly at his youngest son, whose amber pupils were full of joking smiles, and glanced uncertainly at Xiao Xiao who was on the other side of the dining table. Yan took a look, then let go of Xiao Yan's chin, and sat down towards Xiao Yan, "Xiao Yan, I wanted to say that I should apologize to you since I didn't know in advance that your debate competition is so large. If I had known this was the case, I would have gone to see you no matter what..."

Xiao Yan, who was on Xiao Mo's left hand, snorted in a toneless way.

Fortunately, Xiao Yan's behavior was relatively normal, the young master of the Xiao family just smiled like his superficially refined and gentle personality, and said lightly that it's okay.

Xiao Mo heaved a sigh of relief, but in the end he couldn't see the strange meaning that was hidden deeply in the amber pupils of his eldest son——Xiao Yan, who grew up wearing a pair of crotch pants with this guy, did see it, so He was about to say something, but Xiao Yan gave him a warning glance and looked back. Then he suddenly remembered the damn verbal agreement he had agreed to before. The younger brother of the Xiao family's twins muttered, lowered his head and took it A bowl, continue to drink your own soup honestly.

……

In the next few days, Xiao Mo's life went very smoothly.

Ever since Xiao Yan was warned about his outrageous behavior that day, it seemed that he really wanted to be a real son. For three or four days, he stayed with his brother to review his homework instead of going out for a racing car.

Xiao Mo has also been giving himself psychological counseling, so that he will stop thinking about what happened in the locker room that day. Whenever he is slightly evoked this memory, he can't help but think of the feeling of being held in his mouth by his son. , This makes the man feel very embarrassed... And in nine out of ten cases, he will actually react because of this memory.

Xiao Mo felt that this was because he had been abstinent for too long.

So he began to think about whether he should take some time to have fun——

But every time at this time, he would always find that Xiao Qi, who usually accompanied him to the night dance, was not by his side. Only since Xiao Mo told Xiao Qi about the West District last time, the next few days this guy seems to have been I was very busy and didn't hang around in front of him much, because Xiao Qi was not around, so Gao Yang appeared more frequently than before.

Speaking of Gao Yang, this guy's efficiency has been pretty good recently, and even Xiao Mo doesn't think he's as unpleasant as before——

The main reason is that this guy let out a sigh of relief for Xiao Mo.

On Wednesday, when Xiao Mo was bathing in the baptism of youth in the gymnasium with his legs crossed, happily admiring his son's popularity on the basketball court, Gu Qingya's press conference was going on at the same time as usual—the original press release According to the set procedure, it was planned to announce the news of the engagement with her new concubine after Gu Qingya finished crying about Qin Lang's crimes, so that important man who took advantage of him even prepared the engagement ring and was present at the scene.

However, in the middle of the press conference, she was unfortunately disturbed by someone Gao Yang asked for.

This guy doesn't know where he got the recording of the conversation between Xiao Mo and Qin Lang in the night dance that day. The recording exposed the conspiracy of the couple through the amplified microphone. According to Gao Yang's description, the scene at the time There was a total chaos, and the reporters who had no intention of getting any news to go back were instantly pissed off. The big-headed man threw up his sleeves and left angrily amidst the embarrassing simultaneous translation, and finally stayed at the scene for Gu Qingya's attention. , leaving only a huge diamond ring that no longer has any meaning.

At the scene, Gu Qingya's face was very exciting - Gao Yang didn't need to repeat this, Xiao Mo himself saw it when he read the newspaper the next day, and the front page headlines were all about that delicately made-up face with a disfigured appearance.

Xiao Mo felt relieved.

"—Not bad, at least I earned a diamond ring."

This afternoon, when drinking tea with Gao Yang, Xiao Mo was lazily sipping tea, and his calm voice did not conceal the gloating in it: "Although I don't know if the ring is worth 500 million, otherwise Qin Lang will play such a beautiful girl." It’s not worth it if you lose several million in a big show.”

While talking, the man had an idea amidst Gao Yang's soft sneer and thought that it was time to give that bastard Qin Lang a final blow, so the man directly called and made an appointment with a newspaper reporter——

It was the reporter from the newspaper that the reporter who took the photo of him kissing Qin Lang before ran away.

That night, Xiao Mo warmly invited people to a five-star hotel and set up a large table of dishes. The big boss in the North District personally brought Xiao Qi, Gao Yang and other bodyguards and his son to the banquet together. After two cups, Xiao Mo "reluctantly" broke some news by the way——

For example, he and Qin Lang have not been friends for a long time, Qin Lang chased him very hard, and he was also fascinated for a while.

"I didn't expect him to have such a purpose at the time." The black-haired man gracefully sipped the red wine in his glass, rolled his eyelids, and watched with satisfaction as the reporter wrote down such a sentence in his shorthand with enthusiasm. , the man withdrew his neck stretched like a giraffe and said hypocritically, "Oh, don't write this down, it's not very good for Qin Lang's image, although we broke up, but I still don't want to cause him such a negative Influence."

The reporter nodded and said yes, remembering it more cheerfully.

Xiao Mo obviously saw Xiao Yan who was beside him roll his eyes forcefully.

But he didn't care. At this moment, the black-haired man was overjoyed. After confirming that the reporter had recorded everything that should be remembered, the man pretended not to be in a hurry, and added the knife by the way: "But I also want to thank Mr. Qin , because of his existence, I clearly understand that I still prefer women, and I am not too young, and I have never had a fixed female partner. In fact, the main reason is that I am afraid that my sons will be unhappy. This kind of family relationship is more difficult to deal with. I will not let my son be wronged."

In a word, at the same time that Qin Lang's image collapsed, Xiao Mo's tall image of a victim plus a loving father was instantly established.

Even if people don't say anything to Qin Lang, the boss of the southern district, on the surface, his image is dead in the back. In this era of advanced technology, public opinion is a terrible thing. These men walking outside, face is more important to them than imagined.

Qin Lang hadn't slowed down before when the shop was smashed and he couldn't find anyone to vent his anger on, and now he was stepped on by Xiao Mo severely, and the southern district's vitality was severely injured, and it was absolutely impossible to escape—— —

What made Xiao Mo even more happy was that he was forced to come out in front of everyone by Qin Lang, a scumbag. in the closet.