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Mo Qicheng's conversation turned: "But... Since ancient times, it's all men's business to throw pots. Besides, my cousin can't throw pots for Grandpa, aunt Su can't, and neither can you. If my cousin or uncle were here today, I certainly wouldn't join in the fun, so... I hope my cousin can know more about it!"
Speaking of this, Mo Qicheng smiled: "besides, after all, we Mohists are not all dead! Since I am still here, my cousin can't fall this basin. Do you understand? If you don't understand, you can ask others in Mohism!"
Some people from the Mohist family came here today. When they heard this, they nodded again and again. Originally, they were dissatisfied with a woman's handling of the aftermath of Mexico square city.
"What's the matter with women throwing pots?"
"Yes, what's more, it's just a grandson's daughter-in-law. It doesn't make sense!"
"Yes, Mo Susu doesn't have any opinions. She's a daughter-in-law at home. She has such a big opinion. She's not measured at all!"
……
Bai Jinse's face became cold. As soon as Mo Qicheng opened his mouth, he asked other people from the Mohist family to stand on his side and put her here. Bai Jinse could see that people with other thoughts, but others didn't think so.
As Mo Qicheng said, the pots are all men, not women. Bai Jinse had considered this before.
She said calmly, "since you have to drop the basin by a man, let my son come. He is the son of Mo Sinian!"
Mo Qicheng smiled: "but, sister-in-law, if I remember correctly, his name is Qin Sixian. Since he is from the Qin family, he can't dye it. It refers to our Mohist family!"
Mo Qicheng obviously had the upper hand. He took a step forward with an aggressive expression: "sister-in-law, I just said that if my cousin or uncle were here, I might be able to step back. Unfortunately, now they are not here, I can only do it for him!"
Mo Qicheng's attitude made Bai Jinse's face difficult to see the extreme. Coupled with the bias of other members of the Mohist family, Bai Jinse was completely in a disadvantageous situation.
Mo Su stood aside with red eyes. She only knew how to cry and didn't know what to do.
Moreover, she thought anyone could throw the basin, and she didn't think so much.
However, Bai Jinse couldn't step back. She understood Mo Qicheng's purpose to embarrass her at the moment. She straightened her back and looked at Mo Qicheng. As soon as she was about to speak, she heard a familiar low voice and sounded coldly: "I'm not dead yet, cousin, so she wanted to replace me!"
Bai Jinse suddenly turned around and looked at Mo Sinian in a wheelchair with shocked eyes. His eyes instantly turned red.
As soon as Mo Qicheng saw Mo Sinian, his face changed slightly. To say who he was most afraid of in his life, it was mo Sinian. You know, Mo Sinian was a child of someone else's family when he was young. Who has the ability to start a company after reading a doctor at the age of 20?
Moreover, he is so old. Although he hasn't seen the ink shop for several years, he doesn't know why. Every time he sees the ink shop for years, he is inexplicably nervous.
The skills, means and momentum of Mo Sinian are far inferior to him. It is precisely because of this obvious comparison that he can't stand up in front of Mo Sinian.
He stared at Mo Si Nian, his hands clenched, but he didn't even have the strength to speak strongly.
Zhao Yan pushed Mo Sinian over. Mo Sinian sat in a wheelchair, fixed a plaster on his left leg and pasted a piece of gauze on his head. It was obvious that he was injured in a car accident yesterday.
Bai Jinse looked at him like this, with red eyes, and walked quickly to Zhimo four years.
Mo Sinian looked at her with a big stomach and walked so fast. He was in a hurry and almost had to stand up: "slow down!"
Bai Jinse was stunned, nodded and walked slowly. When she came to Mo Sinian, she looked as if she was going to cry the next second. It was totally different from Bai Jinse who made Mo Fangchi retreat at the shareholders' meeting yesterday.
Mo Sinian looked at her happy and sad, and felt uncomfortable.
He stretched out his hand, gently rubbed and rubbed her face, distressed: "Jinse, I'm back!"
Bai Jinse closed his eyes and held back his tears: "well, I know, I know you will come back!"
Mo Sinian held her hand, kissed her gently, and whispered, "I'll take care of the next thing. We'll talk about other issues later when we get home!"
Bai Jinse nodded with red eyes.
Mo Sinian came back. Although he looked hurt, fortunately, there was no worry about his life. Bai Jinse only felt that his heart seemed to have been put down.
She stared at Mo for four years, with a strong dependence in her eyes.
Yes, she depends on Mo Sinian. When Mo Sinian suddenly disappeared this time, she knew how dependent she is. This dependence is psychological.
Although Mo Sinian disappeared, she calmly handled all things, but she was very clear that if she didn't expect Mo Sinian to come back, she might not be able to hold on, because she knew that person was coming back, so she tried her best to keep everything belonging to Mo Sinian and wait for him to come back.
Mo Sinian couldn't help rubbing Bai Jinse's hair. Then he looked at others. Mo Susu has been staying at the Mohist manor. No one told her that she didn't care about yesterday's shareholders' meeting and didn't know about the disappearance of Mo Sinian. These Mo Sinian had just asked Zhao Yan. When Mo Su Su saw Mo Sinian sitting in a wheelchair, her face became ugly. Her voice couldn't help worrying: "Sinian, what's the matter with you? How are you hurt?" Mo Sinian looked at her with a faint look: "talk later!" he said and looked at Zhao Yan: "Zhao Yan, take the basin and I'll throw it for Grandpa myself!" Zhao Yan nodded and went forward to get the basin, No one dared to stop him! Originally, other people could embarrass Bai Jinshe in identity, but Bai Jinshe's ability can't be underestimated. No one can deny it. Now, they are married, and they are not rivals. Who can deal with these two? Mo Qicheng hardened his head and endured the lack of confidence when facing Mo Sinian: "cousin, this is not good!" Zhao Yan had taken the basin into his hand. When Mo Sinian heard Mo Qicheng's words, he didn't take the basin. He just glanced at Mo Qicheng lightly: "what's wrong!" Mo Qicheng pursed his lips: "I'm the eldest grandson of the main family of Mohism!" Mo Sinian's eyes flashed: "Yes, you are the eldest grandson, but your own grandfather killed my grandfather. How dare you ask to drop the basin for my grandfather? Do you deserve it?" Mo Sinian didn't give Mo Qi any face at all. Zhao Yan stopped talking about the death of Mo Fangchi in Mo Fangcheng just now when Mo Sinian came in. At the moment, he just wanted to uncover Mo Fangchi's ugly face in front of all the guests. He wouldn't choose to make such absurd remarks that his family's ugliness should not be publicized. He wanted Mo Fangchi to pay his due price for what he did Mo Qicheng's face suddenly became ugly: "cousin, this has nothing to do with me! I've been abroad before!"
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Mo Qicheng's conversation turned: "But... Since ancient times, it's all men's business to throw pots. Besides, my cousin can't throw pots for Grandpa, aunt Su can't, and neither can you. If my cousin or uncle were here today, I certainly wouldn't join in the fun, so... I hope my cousin can know more about it!"
Speaking of this, Mo Qicheng smiled: "besides, after all, we Mohists are not all dead! Since I am still here, my cousin can't fall this basin. Do you understand? If you don't understand, you can ask others in Mohism!"
Some people from the Mohist family came here today. When they heard this, they nodded again and again. Originally, they were dissatisfied with a woman's handling of the aftermath of Mexico square city.
"What's the matter with women throwing pots?"
"Yes, what's more, it's just a grandson's daughter-in-law. It doesn't make sense!"
"Yes, Mo Susu doesn't have any opinions. She's a daughter-in-law at home. She has such a big opinion. She's not measured at all!"
……
Bai Jinse's face became cold. As soon as Mo Qicheng opened his mouth, he asked other people from the Mohist family to stand on his side and put her here. Bai Jinse could see that people with other thoughts, but others didn't think so.
As Mo Qicheng said, the pots are all men, not women. Bai Jinse had considered this before.
She said calmly, "since you have to drop the basin by a man, let my son come. He is the son of Mo Sinian!"
Mo Qicheng smiled: "but, sister-in-law, if I remember correctly, his name is Qin Sixian. Since he is from the Qin family, he can't dye it. It refers to our Mohist family!"
Mo Qicheng obviously had the upper hand. He took a step forward with an aggressive expression: "sister-in-law, I just said that if my cousin or uncle were here, I might be able to step back. Unfortunately, now they are not here, I can only do it for him!"
Mo Qicheng's attitude made Bai Jinse's face difficult to see the extreme. Coupled with the bias of other members of the Mohist family, Bai Jinse was completely in a disadvantageous situation.
Mo Su stood aside with red eyes. She only knew how to cry and didn't know what to do.
Moreover, she thought anyone could throw the basin, and she didn't think so much.
However, Bai Jinse couldn't step back. She understood Mo Qicheng's purpose to embarrass her at the moment. She straightened her back and looked at Mo Qicheng. As soon as she was about to speak, she heard a familiar low voice and sounded coldly: "I'm not dead yet, cousin, so she wanted to replace me!"
Bai Jinse suddenly turned around and looked at Mo Sinian in a wheelchair with shocked eyes. His eyes instantly turned red.
As soon as Mo Qicheng saw Mo Sinian, his face changed slightly. To say who he was most afraid of in his life, it was mo Sinian. You know, Mo Sinian was a child of someone else's family when he was young. Who has the ability to start a company after reading a doctor at the age of 20?
Moreover, he is so old. Although he hasn't seen the ink shop for several years, he doesn't know why. Every time he sees the ink shop for years, he is inexplicably nervous.
The skills, means and momentum of Mo Sinian are far inferior to him. It is precisely because of this obvious comparison that he can't stand up in front of Mo Sinian.
He stared at Mo Si Nian, his hands clenched, but he didn't even have the strength to speak strongly.
Zhao Yan pushed Mo Sinian over. Mo Sinian sat in a wheelchair, fixed a plaster on his left leg and pasted a piece of gauze on his head. It was obvious that he was injured in a car accident yesterday.
Bai Jinse looked at him like this, with red eyes, and walked quickly to Zhimo four years.
Mo Sinian looked at her with a big stomach and walked so fast. He was in a hurry and almost had to stand up: "slow down!"
Bai Jinse was stunned, nodded and walked slowly. When she came to Mo Sinian, she looked as if she was going to cry the next second. It was totally different from Bai Jinse who made Mo Fangchi retreat at the shareholders' meeting yesterday.
Mo Sinian looked at her happy and sad, and felt uncomfortable.
He stretched out his hand, gently rubbed and rubbed her face, distressed: "Jinse, I'm back!"
Bai Jinse closed his eyes and held back his tears: "well, I know, I know you will come back!"
Mo Sinian held her hand, kissed her gently, and whispered, "I'll take care of the next thing. We'll talk about other issues later when we get home!"
Bai Jinse nodded with red eyes.
Mo Sinian came back. Although he looked hurt, fortunately, there was no worry about his life. Bai Jinse only felt that his heart seemed to have been put down.
She stared at Mo for four years, with a strong dependence in her eyes.
Yes, she depends on Mo Sinian. When Mo Sinian suddenly disappeared this time, she knew how dependent she is. This dependence is psychological.
Although Mo Sinian disappeared, she calmly handled all things, but she was very clear that if she didn't expect Mo Sinian to come back, she might not be able to hold on, because she knew that person was coming back, so she tried her best to keep everything belonging to Mo Sinian and wait for him to come back.
Mo Sinian couldn't help rubbing Bai Jinse's hair. Then he looked at others. Mo Susu has been staying at the Mohist manor. No one told her that she didn't care about yesterday's shareholders' meeting and didn't know about the disappearance of Mo Sinian. These Mo Sinian had just asked Zhao Yan. When Mo Su Su saw Mo Sinian sitting in a wheelchair, her face became ugly. Her voice couldn't help worrying: "Sinian, what's the matter with you? How are you hurt?" Mo Sinian looked at her with a faint look: "talk later!" he said and looked at Zhao Yan: "Zhao Yan, take the basin and I'll throw it for Grandpa myself!" Zhao Yan nodded and went forward to get the basin, No one dared to stop him! Originally, other people could embarrass Bai Jinshe in identity, but Bai Jinshe's ability can't be underestimated. No one can deny it. Now, they are married, and they are not rivals. Who can deal with these two? Mo Qicheng hardened his head and endured the lack of confidence when facing Mo Sinian: "cousin, this is not good!" Zhao Yan had taken the basin into his hand. When Mo Sinian heard Mo Qicheng's words, he didn't take the basin. He just glanced at Mo Qicheng lightly: "what's wrong!" Mo Qicheng pursed his lips: "I'm the eldest grandson of the main family of Mohism!" Mo Sinian's eyes flashed: "Yes, you are the eldest grandson, but your own grandfather killed my grandfather. How dare you ask to drop the basin for my grandfather? Do you deserve it?" Mo Sinian didn't give Mo Qi any face at all. Zhao Yan stopped talking about the death of Mo Fangchi in Mo Fangcheng just now when Mo Sinian came in. At the moment, he just wanted to uncover Mo Fangchi's ugly face in front of all the guests. He wouldn't choose to make such absurd remarks that his family's ugliness should not be publicized. He wanted Mo Fangchi to pay his due price for what he did Mo Qicheng's face suddenly became ugly: "cousin, this has nothing to do with me! I've been abroad before!"
Mo Qicheng's conversation turned: "But... Since ancient times, it's all men's business to throw pots. Besides, my cousin can't throw pots for Grandpa, aunt Su can't, and neither can you. If my cousin or uncle were here today, I certainly wouldn't join in the fun, so... I hope my cousin can know more about it!"Speaking of this, Mo Qicheng smiled: "besides, after all, we Mohists are not all dead! Since I am still here, my cousin can't fall this basin. Do you understand? If you don't understand, you can ask others in Mohism!"Some people from the Mohist family came here today. When they heard this, they nodded again and again. Originally, they were dissatisfied with a woman's handling of the aftermath of Mexico square city."What's the matter with women throwing pots?""Yes, what's more, it's just a grandson's daughter-in-law. It doesn't make sense!""Yes, Mo Susu doesn't have any opinions. She's a daughter-in-law at home. She has such a big opinion. She's not measured at all!"Bai Jinse's face became cold. As soon as Mo Qicheng opened his mouth, he asked other people from the Mohist family to stand on his side and put her here. Bai Jinse could see that people with other thoughts, but others didn't think so.As Mo Qicheng said, the pots are all men, not women. Bai Jinse had considered this before.She said calmly, "since you have to drop the basin by a man, let my son come. He is the son of Mo Sinian!"Mo Qicheng smiled: "but, sister-in-law, if I remember correctly, his name is Qin Sixian. Since he is from the Qin family, he can't dye it. It refers to our Mohist family!"Mo Qicheng obviously had the upper hand. He took a step forward with an aggressive expression: "sister-in-law, I just said that if my cousin or uncle were here, I might be able to step back. Unfortunately, now they are not here, I can only do it for him!"Mo Qicheng's attitude made Bai Jinse's face difficult to see the extreme. Coupled with the bias of other members of the Mohist family, Bai Jinse was completely in a disadvantageous situation.Mo Su stood aside with red eyes. She only knew how to cry and didn't know what to do.Moreover, she thought anyone could throw the basin, and she didn't think so much.However, Bai Jinse couldn't step back. She understood Mo Qicheng's purpose to embarrass her at the moment. She straightened her back and looked at Mo Qicheng. As soon as she was about to speak, she heard a familiar low voice and sounded coldly: "I'm not dead yet, cousin, so she wanted to replace me!"Bai Jinse suddenly turned around and looked at Mo Sinian in a wheelchair with shocked eyes. His eyes instantly turned red.As soon as Mo Qicheng saw Mo Sinian, his face changed slightly. To say who he was most afraid of in his life, it was mo Sinian. You know, Mo Sinian was a child of someone else's family when he was young. Who has the ability to start a company after reading a doctor at the age of 20?Moreover, he is so old. Although he hasn't seen the ink shop for several years, he doesn't know why. Every time he sees the ink shop for years, he is inexplicably nervous.The skills, means and momentum of Mo Sinian are far inferior to him. It is precisely because of this obvious comparison that he can't stand up in front of Mo Sinian.He stared at Mo Si Nian, his hands clenched, but he didn't even have the strength to speak strongly.Zhao Yan pushed Mo Sinian over. Mo Sinian sat in a wheelchair, fixed a plaster on his left leg and pasted a piece of gauze on his head. It was obvious that he was injured in a car accident yesterday.Bai Jinse looked at him like this, with red eyes, and walked quickly to Zhimo four years.Mo Sinian looked at her with a big stomach and walked so fast. He was in a hurry and almost had to stand up: "slow down!"Bai Jinse was stunned, nodded and walked slowly. When she came to Mo Sinian, she looked as if she was going to cry the next second. It was totally different from Bai Jinse who made Mo Fangchi retreat at the shareholders' meeting yesterday.Mo Sinian looked at her happy and sad, and felt uncomfortable.He stretched out his hand, gently rubbed and rubbed her face, distressed: "Jinse, I'm back!"Bai Jinse closed his eyes and held back his tears: "well, I know, I know you will come back!"Mo Sinian held her hand, kissed her gently, and whispered, "I'll take care of the next thing. We'll talk about other issues later when we get home!"Bai Jinse nodded with red eyes.Mo Sinian came back. Although he looked hurt, fortunately, there was no worry about his life. Bai Jinse only felt that his heart seemed to have been put down.She stared at Mo for four years, with a strong dependence in her eyes.Yes, she depends on Mo Sinian. When Mo Sinian suddenly disappeared this time, she knew how dependent she is. This dependence is psychological.Although Mo Sinian disappeared, she calmly handled all things, but she was very clear that if she didn't expect Mo Sinian to come back, she might not be able to hold on, because she knew that person was coming back, so she tried her best to keep everything belonging to Mo Sinian and wait for him to come back.Mo Sinian couldn't help rubbing Bai Jinse's hair. Then he looked at others. Mo Susu has been staying at the Mohist manor. No one told her that she didn't care about yesterday's shareholders' meeting and didn't know about the disappearance of Mo Sinian. These Mo Sinian had just asked Zhao Yan. When Mo Su Su saw Mo Sinian sitting in a wheelchair, her face became ugly. Her voice couldn't help worrying: "Sinian, what's the matter with you? How are you hurt?" Mo Sinian looked at her with a faint look: "talk later!" he said and looked at Zhao Yan: "Zhao Yan, take the basin and I'll throw it for Grandpa myself!" Zhao Yan nodded and went forward to get the basin, No one dared to stop him! Originally, other people could embarrass Bai Jinshe in identity, but Bai Jinshe's ability can't be underestimated. No one can deny it. Now, they are married, and they are not rivals. Who can deal with these two? Mo Qicheng hardened his head and endured the lack of confidence when facing Mo Sinian: "cousin, this is not good!" Zhao Yan had taken the basin into his hand. When Mo Sinian heard Mo Qicheng's words, he didn't take the basin. He just glanced at Mo Qicheng lightly: "what's wrong!" Mo Qicheng pursed his lips: "I'm the eldest grandson of the main family of Mohism!" Mo Sinian's eyes flashed: "Yes, you are the eldest grandson, but your own grandfather killed my grandfather. How dare you ask to drop the basin for my grandfather? Do you deserve it?" Mo Sinian didn't give Mo Qi any face at all. Zhao Yan stopped talking about the death of Mo Fangchi in Mo Fangcheng just now when Mo Sinian came in. At the moment, he just wanted to uncover Mo Fangchi's ugly face in front of all the guests. He wouldn't choose to make such absurd remarks that his family's ugliness should not be publicized. He wanted Mo Fangchi to pay his due price for what he did Mo Qicheng's face suddenly became ugly: "cousin, this has nothing to do with me! I've been abroad before!"
