Three Treasures Falling from Heaven

Chapter 5 My weakness, super delicious 3
NND, Gu Lianlian clenched her fists tightly, are all mistresses so arrogant now?

No, she can't sit still.

Downstairs, the doctor Yue Lan was indeed consulting Mo Shaozhen.

In the dining room, all the Mo family members gathered together, looking at Mo Shaozhen eagerly, hoping that he would recognize them, but Mo Shaozhen acted like no one else, with a strong aura, enjoying his breakfast slowly.

The morning sun shone in from the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on his monstrous face, changing the gloomy grayness from the serious lack of sleep last night. At this moment, his face seemed to have sucked all the essence of heaven and earth, and his whole body was shining...

Yue Lan couldn't help thinking about how much, young master Mo, a super monster, collected yin and supplemented yang last night?

Could Miss Gu have already been drained by him?

Just as she was thinking about it, a dejected Gu Lianlian walked down the stairs, vividly interpreting what it means to be drained.

Yue Lan couldn't help but sympathize with Gu Lianlian, Miss Gu must have been dealt with badly last night, maybe she was made dizzy in the end...

Yuelan was thinking about it in her head, not forgetting her serious work, pointing at Gu Lianlian's father-in-law, Mo Tiancheng, and asking Mo Shaozhen like a dog: "Mr. Mo, do you still remember who he is?"

Mo Shaozhen didn't even lift his eyelids, his attitude was obvious, he didn't know him.

Mo Tiancheng sighed: "Shaozhen, I am your father Mo."

Mo Shaozhen was still indifferent, Yue Lan pointed to Gu Lianlian's mother-in-law, Jian Yushu, and continued to ask, "What about this one?"

Mo Shaozhen didn't respond.

Jian Yushu wiped the corners of her eyes, sad, "Shaozhen, I am your mother Jane."

Mo Shaozhen was still indifferent, Yue Lan pointed to Jian Zhi again: "So, what about this one?"

Jian Zhi was born in the army and has an extremely cold temper. After retiring from the army, he was appointed by Mo Shaozhen as the second in command of the Mo family consortium. He has an extremely upright style and fierce means. His face, which has always been moody and angry, reveals a bit of expectation at this moment. .

Mo Shaozhen still didn't respond.

Jane's heart was cold: "Brother, I am your second brother."

Mo Shaozhen ate his bacon in a slow manner, with such a handsome and monstrous face, without any emotional fluctuations.

At this time, a little fresh meat happily rushed towards Mo Shaozhen. That person was the third young master of the Mo family——Mo Zirong, known as Rongrong by people in the Jianghu. The age on his ID card was 19 years old. He is the president of Tiansheng Entertainment, a subsidiary of the Mohs Consortium.

Rongrong snotted and burst into tears: "Brother, brother, what about me? Do you remember me?"

Seeing that Mo Shaozhen didn't respond, Rongrong put his face on his young, handsome and fresh face without giving up.

"Brother, take a closer look, I'm your baby lump, the person you love the most, have you forgotten?"

"Once upon a time, we lived and died together, suffered together. If there was only one steamed bun, you would definitely let me eat it. I chose to be hungry..."

Rong Rong's voice was full of emotion, she burst into tears as she spoke, and wanted to have a bear hug, but before the bear hug succeeded, she was thrown away.

Mo Shaozhen turned sideways with the chair on, and Rongrong fell to the ground.

"Boom"!
Rongrong was not reconciled, so she hugged Mo Shaozhen's thigh and burst into tears: "Brother, if you say you don't know me, I'll show you to death!"

But let him cry, make trouble and hang himself, Mo Shaozhen remains indifferent.

Yuelan stood beside her, shook her head, turned her finger, and pointed at Gu Lianlian who was walking towards the dining room: "Mr. Mo, what about her?"

The fork in Mo Shaozhen's hand was stuck with bacon, and he brought it to his mouth. After chewing slowly, he didn't seem to respond...

Gu Lianlian's expression was super embarrassing. She was slapped in the face when she spoke arrogantly in front of Jian Xiaoshan before.

However, when Jian Xiaoshan gave her a contemptuous smile, Mo Shaozhen suddenly stopped the knife and fork in his hand, and his hoarse voice was like a sympathetic whisper, overflowing from his lips and teeth: "My weakness."

(End of this chapter)