But how dare you think about it!
You really dare to do it!
If the underworld boss hadn't come, he would definitely not be able to sit still at this moment.
But the underworld boss is here!
The boss of the local government has a violent temper, and Mo Shaohui dared to kidnap Zaizai and threaten him, hahahaha...
If he hadn't been used to being stern and cold-hearted all year round, he might have laughed out loud at this moment.
Not urgent.
This death-seeking drama started by the Mo family has just begun.
He had to cooperate with the Mo family, otherwise this scene would be boring.
Huo Chenling, whose face was originally as dark as water, suddenly relaxed, but his eyes were colder than before.
"Mr. Mo, as the head of the five major Xuanmen families, the Mo family must believe in karma."
Mo Shaojing didn't expect Huo Chenling to suddenly change the topic. He didn't follow Huo Chenling's thoughts for a while, but he still looked at Huo Chenling openly.
“So what if it is, so what if it’s not?”
Huo Chenling's voice was neither high nor low, but every word he said hit Mo Shaojing hard in the heart.
"I just received the news before I came here that Mr. Mo Nanzhen has passed away. It is said that he passed away in a very miserable way, with no bones left."
Mo Shaojing, who had always had the upper hand, suddenly froze, and a trace of uneasiness flashed in his eyes. Although it was very fast, it was caught by Huo Chenling.
He also received a call from his father on the way here, saying that his uncle was dead.
And there are no bones left.
Why?
Whose handiwork?
He asked a lot, but his father didn't say a word. He just asked him to continue what he was doing and not go back for the time being.
Huo Chenling originally thought that the strange text message he received just before entering the Jialan Club was a fake. After all, Mo Nanzhen was the younger brother of Mr. Mo, Mo Nanqi, and a well-known professor at a university in the imperial capital.
He lost his wife in his early years and has never married since. However, after retirement, he married a lovely wife who is thirty or forty years younger than him. She has been active in the fashion circle in the past few years and has tens of millions of fans.
The Huo family has little contact with the five major sects, and has no friendship with the Mo family at all.
Huo Chenling once met Mo Nanzhen on a live broadcast. When he saw an old man in his seventies and a woman in her early thirties making love to each other, she almost spit out her overnight meal.
The man is lustful and the woman is after money. He has nothing to say and stays away.
Otherwise, I am really afraid that I will vomit every time I see it.
Seeing Mo Shaojing's fingers tightening, Huo Chenling spoke coldly again.
"The Mo family is the head of the five great Xuanmen families. Mr. Mo Nanzhen is Mr. Mo's uncle. He was also a well-known professor at University A with countless disciples. He passed away so suddenly and tragically. I don't know what Mr. Mo has done. Is there anything you want to say?”
Before Mo Shaojing could speak, Huo Chenling added sarcastically.
"Or is it just that Mr. Mo Nanzhen will die for his many unjust actions?"
Mo Shaojing suddenly raised his voice: "Huo Chenling, do you not want your daughter anymore?"
Huo Chenling sat on the sofa and leaned back. He looked natural and casual, but his dark and cold eyes showed an infinite sense of oppression, staring directly at Mo Shaojing opposite him.
"So, President Mo made an appointment with me today just to drag my Huo family into trouble and take the blame for your Mo family?"
When Mo Shaojing said, "I, the Mo family, want your Huo family to take the blame, so what?" suddenly his heart skipped a beat and he suppressed it.
No!
Even though this is the Jialan Club and the territory of their Mo family, the Huo family should not be underestimated.
Especially Huo Chenling.
It is definitely not easy for Huo Chenling to be able to establish the Huo family as the first family in China for many years without relying on Xuanmen skills.
He couldn't be careless or let his guard down.
Especially since the death of his uncle Mo Nanzhen was clearly covered up tightly, how could Huo Chenling know about it?
So in fact, the Huo family is really not that clean, but the Huo family is better at hiding than the Mo family, and their methods are more vicious and vicious?
At that moment, Mo Shaojing thought a lot.
He, who was originally flamboyant, slowly calmed down and suddenly looked at Huo Chenling and smiled.
"Mr. Huo is worthy of being the leader of the first family in China, and I admire his methods!"
He took out another document from the drawer of the table next to him and handed it over, his voice full of apology.
"Mr. Huo, I just made a joke. The real reason for meeting you today is for this project. Take a look."
Mo Shaojing suddenly lowered his posture, and the arrogant pride in his brows was completely restrained.
Huo Chenling looked at it and his heart sank.
The more this happens, it only proves that the Mohist problem is even bigger.
Even though there is no evidence yet about the collapse of the inpatient department of Anxin Hospital, it is definitely the work of the Mo family.
Hundreds of lives were lost. The Mo family was really poisonous. No wonder the old man became so angry that he fainted when he found out.
Naturally, Huo Chenling would not be tainted by the project proposed by the Mo family. The interview ended with Mo Shaojing inviting Huo Chenling to pick up Zaizai in person.
"Zai Zai should be full. I'm just going to see my eldest brother, Mr. Huo, do you want to come with me?"
Huo Chenling looked indifferent: "Of course!"
The two left Jialan Club, and Huo Chenling drove behind Mo Shaojing's car to find Mo Shaohui.
In the high-end restaurant, Mo Shaohui, who had never seen such a big thing before, was also shocked by Zaizai's appetite.
Zaizai finished the last bowl of rice in front of him, smacked his lips, raised his little head and blinked his big black eyes and asked him.
"Uncle, do you have any more? Zaizai isn't full yet."
Mo Shaohui's throat moved: "Wait a moment, Zai Zai, uncle will have someone bring in more delicious food right away."
Zaizai sucked the soup from his fingers and nodded.
"Uncle, hurry up..."
At the same time, her belly growled again.
Mo Shaohui: "..."
Could this child be the legendary Taotie cub?
After all, how can a normal three-and-a-half-year-old breast dumpling be so edible?
Mo Shaohui nodded as he stood up and quickly walked out of the private room, asking Chen Xing who was guarding the door to pass the dishes.
Chen Xing was stunned: "Boss, all the ingredients are done."
Mo Shaohui gave him a cold look: "Aren't you going to go in again right after you're done? If you can't, you go nearby and buy as much as you can."
Chen Xing nodded and went downstairs numbly.
Mo Shaohui took out his cell phone and dialed Mr. Mo's number: "Dad, have you seen the rumored mythical beast Taotie?"
Mr. Mo was seriously injured by the backlash. He thought he was hallucinating when he heard his eldest son's words.
"What? Taotie? Mo Shaohui, you called me just to make this non-existent joke?"
Mo Shaohui: "..."
Non-existent joke?
But how do you explain the little kid inside who whined and ate like crazy?
Mo Shaohui hung up the phone, started the video call, and then asked Mr. Mo to watch the situation in the private room through video.
Plates were everywhere and waiters were coming in and clearing away.
At this moment, Lu Huai was holding a chicken leg that Zaizai had given him before and handed it to Zaizai. Zaizai shook his head and sucked on it.
That expression...
Mo Shaohui was speechless.
He wanted to take advantage of the child, but he definitely didn't want to starve her.
On the contrary, he wanted to hold her to death!
On the other side of the phone, Mr. Mo's pupils suddenly shrank when he saw Ming Zaizai, and there was a sharp pain in his chest, and another mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot.
"Is that... Huo Chenling's adopted daughter?"
