Mo Shucheng's eyes darkened, "Did you hear our phone call?"

Song Ci followed his words and said, "Yes, what exactly did they promise that made you and Shu Ting spare no effort to help Xie Fulan."

Mo Shucheng paused and spoke concisely, "From you and me, there is no need for me to hide the position of mayor from you! This is the promise given by the Xie family! The Xie family will help me in next year's election."

Song Ci's eyes trembled and turned cold, her brows and heartbeat twitching, "For the sake of the mayor's position, you want to break up your son's marriage? Are you going to beat the couple?"

Mo Shucheng lit a cigarette, scarlet color dancing on his fingertips. Hearing this, he sneered, "No one was optimistic about their union at first. I remember you were also opposed to it. If Molly hadn't been given a paternity test after she was born, Just because an 18th-tier female star wants to marry into the Mo family, why should she?"

"Now it's just a matter of putting things out of order and getting everything back on track. He deserves a better person, a woman who is on par with him. She has a strong family background and can help him in both career and life, instead of dragging him down. Let others talk about his hind legs.”

Song Ci raised her eyebrows, "But Qizong is in love with Xuanxuan now, haven't you seen that they have a good relationship!"

Mo Shucheng sneered, "Love? That is the most useless thing. Since he has inherited the Mo family's huge family business and has taken up this burden, he should give up those useless little loves."

Mo Shucheng took a puff of cigarette and blew out circles of smoke. Under the smoke, Mo Shucheng's face was bright or dark, with a bit of hazyness.

"As for their divorce, you don't need to interfere. I will watch and handle it. In short, everything must be back on track before the election next year. I am bound to win the mayor's position."

Song Ci's heart skipped a beat. In the smoke, she suddenly couldn't understand her husband. Or was this his true face?

…

In the octagonal pavilion.

"Why are you here? I'm looking for you everywhere!" Mo Qizong suddenly appeared, looked down at Xie Daoxuan, and asked with concern.

Xie Daoxuan raised his head and met his burning eyes.

"Why are you hiding here alone? Grandpa asked you where you were!" Mo Qizong sat down next to her and asked again.

"The scenery here is quite nice. I'm here to take a look at the scenery. What, are you done talking?"

"Well, we're done talking, let's go back." After saying that, Mo Qizong took her arm and naturally wrapped her soft and boneless hands in his palms. There was a burning touch of skin in his palms. Xie Daoxuan Shaking, her eyes were sore, and she pretended to look elsewhere, "Where's Molly, aren't you going back?"

"Well, grandpa misses Molly and wants to keep her for a few more days. I will pick her up in a few days. By the way, grandpa just said that you should tell me something. What is it?"

Mo Qizong held her hand, lowered his eyes, and stared at the top of her hair tenderly.

Xie Daoxuan lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on the bluestone road, "I just accepted grandpa as my apprentice. You will have a junior brother in the future."

Hearing this, Mo Qizong couldn't laugh or cry, "Grandpa is really an old playboy and a martial arts fanatic. He really doesn't care about practicing boxing. It's okay. You can just teach him without worry. Practicing boxing is also good for his health."

Xie Daoxuan nodded and followed Mo Qizong out of the old house gate one after another.

After sitting in the car, the driver started the car.

Mo Shucheng's heartfelt words were still echoing in her mind, causing ripples in her heart like a boulder. She pretended not to look out the car window and realized that this was not the way back to the mountainside villa.

Xie Daoxuan turned his head, "Where are we going?"

There was a faint smile in Mo Qizong's black eyes, "I am young and have a bad memory. Have you forgotten what you promised Luo Shanqi last week?"

Xie Daoxuan suddenly realized, "You are talking about eating with Luoshan Chicken. I would have forgotten it if you didn't tell me!"

The corner of Mo Qizong's mouth twitched, "In front of the girl he loves, please don't mention the words Luo Pheasant."

Xie Daoxuan nodded secretly and wrote it down. The topic of pheasant came to an end, and Xie Daoxuan fell into silence again.

Mo Qizong looked at her lonely expression, feeling a trace of uneasiness in his heart, and asked tentatively, "Did you hear the conversation between dad and me?"

Xie Daoxuan raised his eyes, "I didn't eavesdrop on purpose. I just happened to go to find you and heard him talking to you about the divorce. He also said that you should treat me well and let me choose the money and house. So, how much do you want to give me? , several years is not a short time, please give me more money!”

Xie Daoxuan spoke inconsistently, trying to be strong-willed, but feeling a little aggrieved in his heart, adding money with a trembling voice.

Mo Qizong's smile rippled from his lips, and he took Xie Daoxuan into his arms with a long hand. His dark eyes were full of affection that couldn't be melted away, "You little fool, what are you thinking about? You can only get the share if you get divorced." How much property you have lived with me, all my property is yours."

Mo Qizong looked at her with fiery eyes, and the depression in Xie Daoxuan's chest immediately disappeared, and his heart felt as sweet as eating honey, "That's pretty much it."

Mo Qizong warned, "Don't mention divorce again in the future."

Xie Daoxuan raised his head and asked, "What if your father comes to me to talk about divorce?"

Mo Qizong scraped her nose affectionately, "Then fight him back. You are so sharp-tongued, he is no match for you."

Xie Daoxuan nodded heavily and took note of Mo Qizong's words.

The driver drove the car to Zuixianlou, where the imperial cuisine is the most authentic.

As soon as the car stopped, a waiter came forward to open the door, "President, madam, you are here. Mr. Luo is waiting for you in the box upstairs."

Mo Qizong's face was still calm, and he hummed slightly when he heard the words, and took Xie Daoxuan in the VIP elevator to the box on the second floor.

The box door was not closed, and from afar, Luo Shanqi and a beautiful girl were sitting in the box seat. Luo Shanqi looked like a peacock with its tail spread, and the smile on his face could not be hidden...