The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

 Chapter 781 Catch him (2)

Thinking of this, Mo Qingze thought about the words and reminded him tactfully: "Yunjin, the niece of the Liu family will be sixteen in the new year, so Brother Canaan can keep her at home for the New Year's Eve dinner this year."

How could Shen Ji not understand the meaning of this sentence, and his face suddenly turned pale.

Mo Qingze felt a little unbearable when he saw this, but long-term pain is worse than short-term pain. It is better to feel uncomfortable now than to suffer in pain for a lifetime in the future.

 Shen Ji finally accepted the fact that the woman he admired had a fiancé, but he still didn't look good.

Mo Qingze sighed secretly and comforted Shen Ji for a few words. Seeing that he just nodded randomly, but his expression was not very good, it was obvious that he couldn't listen anymore, so he had to leave temporarily and let him think clearly.

Mo Qingze did not tell the real purpose of coming here, and he did not intend to mention it again in the future.

Looking at the shiny yard covered in snow, Mo Qingze, who originally wanted to go back to his room, paused, turned around and walked towards the house where Mo Yan was.

When he walked into the yard and saw that the lights in the room were still on, and he was feeling strange, he suddenly saw two figures, one tall and one short, projected on the window. He saw the two figures getting closer and closer, and he was about to hug him the next moment. Together, his whole heart suddenly rose to his throat.

Who is that? Why are you in your daughter's room in the middle of the night? And made such an intimate move?

Mo Qingze didn't care to think about it, he rushed up and opened the ajar door, and saw a tall, somewhat familiar figure with his back to him, already in his arms, and facing him with a frightened face. Who is not his daughter?

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 In the small hall, Mo Qingze's face turned dark when he learned that his precious daughter had been interested in someone a year ago. At this time, he sat on the sofa for a long time without moving, his gentle eyes turned into awls, staring at Xiao Ruiyuan who was standing upright in front of him. No matter how he looked at it, he didn't like it, and he wanted to poke this guy with evil intentions into a sieve. .

He never thought that this man would be involved with his precious daughter. When he saw the two hugging each other, he almost rushed forward and beat out the guy who dared to kidnap his daughter, regardless of whether he was the powerful Xiao Xiao. General.

Being "baptized" by Mo Qingze's sharp gaze, Xiao Ruiyuan thought about many possibilities of revealing his relationship with Mo Yan to Mo Qingze, but he never thought that the two of them would be caught alone.

Facing the stern-faced Mo Qingze, his first feeling was not guilt, but fear. He was afraid of leaving a bad impression on the father of his beloved, rejecting his marriage proposal, and not allowing him to visit again.

If this was the case, he couldn't imagine whether he would do something irreversible impulsively in order to be with the one he loved.

 Two men, one sitting and one standing, neither of them spoke first. The atmosphere in the room was tense and dull, and no one knew what would happen next moment.

“Dad, please have a cup of tea first!” Mo Yan came over with the freshly brewed Yunwu tea and carefully placed it in front of her father, breaking the tense atmosphere in the room.

"Huh!" Mo Qingze snorted with a straight face, then picked up the tea cup and took a sip. Although I blame my daughter for not living up to expectations, what can she understand at such a young age? The guy in front of her must be evil and deceived her.

Seeing that his father was willing to drink tea, Mo Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said flatteringly: "Dad, how is this tea? Is it more fragrant than the previous one?"

I was not familiar with the tea-frying business before, and I wasn’t very good at controlling the heat. But after a few times, I became more and more proficient, and the tea I produced naturally became better and better.

Mo Qingze looked at his daughter's careless look, and even if he had objections in his heart, he couldn't bear to scold her: "That's right! Go back to your room, dad and Mr. Xiao have a good chat."

 (End of this chapter)