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Chapter 640 White-eyed wolf (10)

Xia Yunxi saw his unnatural reaction in her eyes, and thought that he once blocked the gun for her regardless of life and death, no matter what, she would cherish this friendship, and believed that even if Leng Yichen had such thoughts, he would not make an apology As for brothers, it starts with love and ends with courtesy, that's all.

He said: "Why are you talking about that psychopath? Don't you know that he stabbed you on purpose? It's not worth getting angry for this kind of person. Post this and don't get wet for the time being."

Leng Yichen took the Band-Aid and hummed lightly: "You go back too!"

It's good that she didn't take it to heart, otherwise, he didn't know how to deal with himself.

Mo Haobo went back to Jun's old house to pack up his things. Who cares about living here? He spends all day pleasing this one and that one. After so many years of keeping his eyebrows low, he finally doesn't have to look at the faces of Jun's family.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw the old lady and Mrs. Zhang sitting in the living room. They looked at him as if they were looking at a thief. They must have known that he had turned against the Jun family.

It doesn't matter, you can look at it however you like, anyway, he doesn't want to come back here.

Mo Haobo went upstairs without saying hello.

Mrs. Zhang said angrily: "After raising it for so many years, I have raised a white-eyed wolf."

The old lady said lightly: "If you do too many bad things, you will always be punished. Don't bother with him. I'm just worried about Yahui now. In fact, yesterday you said she was on a business trip, so I knew it was bad. Every time you find her For this reason, when I hear about a business trip now, my heart is pounding and pounding."

Mrs. Zhang said: "Isn't this because you are worried, because at that time, I didn't know if Madam could be rescued."

The old lady sighed: "As a proletarian revolutionary fighter, I never believe in ghosts and gods. Now, I want to go to the temple to burn incense. This year is not going well."

Mrs. Zhang smiled and said: "Look at what you said, it's because there is a villain in the family. Now that the villain is gone, it will naturally be quiet."

"I hope! My old bones can't stand the toss."

"It will be a good thing in the future. When the young master recovers from his illness, we will marry Miss Xia and give birth to a white and fat baby. You can just wait for Yi'er to have a grandson and enjoy the happiness!" Aunt Zhang said with a smile.

The corners of the old lady's eyes curled up: "If I could really wait until that day, I would be willing to close my eyes."

Dong dong dong, hearing the sound of going down the stairs, the two of them shut their mouths, stretched their faces tacitly, and turned a blind eye to the person coming.

Mo Haobo simply tidied up and came downstairs. Seeing the old lady's face, he didn't want to talk to him at first, but he stopped after thinking about it, and said with a smile: "Old lady, I will move out now. From now on, I will You live alone in the big building, and you can finally enjoy the happiness."

Qing is deserted Qing.

Mrs. Zhang changed her face and was about to speak. The old lady pressed her hand and said slowly: "Thank you for your good words. You are leaving. I will also send you a few words. Walk with your feet on the ground and don't be frivolous. Don't think about taking shortcuts all day long, and be careful if you sprain your feet and stumble, that's not good."

"Old lady, my legs and feet are fine, so I don't need to worry about you, but you have bad legs and a bad heart, so you have to take it easy." Mo Haobo said calmly.

The old lady smiled: "It's normal for people to be in poor health when they are old. It's hard to say how long you have to go when you are young, so let's do it for ourselves!"

Mo Haobo suppressed his smile and cursed in his heart: Damn old woman, I wish you to see Marx as soon as possible.

When Mo Haobo went out, Mrs. Zhang said angrily, "If you hadn't stopped me, I would definitely have called him a bloody sprinkler."

The old lady was indifferent: "What's the use of scolding? A person like him still cares about being scolded by others? Just wait, maybe I can see his end."

　Ten more completed, another day has passed
　　
　
(End of this chapter)