The Noble Lord Is So Fierce: Greeting Kiss, My Sweet Wife

Seeing Tong Lele dragging his suitcase into the elevator, butler Feng stood aside, looking at Mo Qijue solemnly, "Master, we have never mentioned anything about his biological mother in front of the young master. I recognized Tong Jiumo with a photo."

"The famous chef recommended by British Michelin Gordon is Tong Jiumo."

Mo Qijue had a handsome face, and his voice was equally cold.

Steward Feng nodded slightly, then slowed down, and looked at Mo Qijue in shock, "Master, what did you say? Miss Tong Jiumo is the chairman of the food court? She is the British that Mr. Gordon has accepted as a closed disciple. Jiu, one of the most famous stars on the BBC TV food show? The founder of the first soup of the century?"

To the excited butler, Mo Qijue glanced at the butler coldly, "Do you know her?"

"Of course I know! No, I mean, I have been following this star chef Jiu. I watch every episode of her show."

Steward Feng was slightly agitated, "Master, I didn't expect that she was Miss Tong Jiumo! No, didn't the doctor say that Miss Tong Jiumo died of labor? How could..."

Steward Feng changed his thoughts and said, "Jiu wears a mask every time she appears on the show. No one has seen her true face. Apart from Mr. Gordon, is Miss Tong Jiumo pretending to be dead? Why is that? "

"What did you tell me about this?"

Mo Qijue had no interest in what that woman had.

It's just that he is curious about why the doctor back then lied to him.

"Master, she has a good reputation, and can cook such good people. They are all excellent people with high double quotient and know how to live."

Steward Feng looked at Mo Qijue and said.

Mo Qijue coldly stared at the butler with a cold knife, "What do you want to say?"

Steward Feng has followed him for many years, and of course he knew there was something in Steward Feng's words.

"Master, I think you should put aside your prejudice against Miss Tong Jiumo, because she is the mother of the young master after all." Guanjia Feng lowered his head and said risking death, "It was indeed an accident that year. The cruise ship sunk, it was..."

"To shut up!"

Mo Qijue coldly interrupted Feng Guanjia's words, "It was indeed an accident back then, but it was Mu Wanqing who died. Why was it not Tong Jiumo? It was Tong Jiumo who was damned, but she chose Mu Wanqing. Pushed into the abyss of death!"

Five years have passed, no corpse is seen, no one is alive!

In that shipwreck, five people were missing, one of them included his fiancee, Mu Wanqing.

Steward Feng's expression gradually turned pale, without blood.

The shipwreck was indeed a great deal to the young master and the Mu family.

Steward Feng also knew that the young master owed the Mu family a favor.

"Wan Qing, who had no light, was going to be brutally killed by Tong Jiumo. You said, this was an accident? Even if Wan Qing can swim, where can she swim if she is blind?"

Steward Feng didn't even dare to speak after hearing this.

Without Mu Wanqing, the lady's eyes would not be cured.

It was Wan Qing who donated her cornea to his wife, and her husband was able to see the light again, and Mu Wanqing lost the light because of this and lived in darkness.

In this life, Mo Qijue respected his parents and was a filial son.

Because Mu Wanqing's kind deeds made his mother see the light again, he announced that Mu Wanqing was his fiancée and would take care of her forever.

"Master, then... what to do with Miss Tong Jiumo?" Steward Feng asked in a low voice.

"I will let her try little by little to feel lost and on the verge of despair."

Mo Qijue clenched his fist tightly and slammed his fist against the wall.

Steward Feng's heart trembled, and he raised his eyes in shock, and looked at Mo Qijue with a cold and angry face, "Master, you mean, you want to keep Miss Tong Jiumo by your side?"

"Get me the doctor back then." Mo Qijue said coldly.

"Yes, master."