Mo Zixuan gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely find out the man!"

The more angry he was, the better Mo Xiuchen was in his mood. The smile on the corner of his mouth widened and he said happily, "I'm waiting for the day when you find out the truth."

"Zixuan, it is a good thing if Zhou Lin really has your flesh and blood in her belly. Your father and I are looking forward to holding a grandson. Our Mo family also needs an heir. As for Wen Ran, she has married your brother and will be your sister-in-law in the future. Even if you like it before, you will still put her down now."

Xiao Wenqing persuaded him earnestly, and his words imply that Mo Xiuchen was sick in that aspect, and even if he got married, he could not pass on the Mo family's family.

Mo Zixuan was not a fool after all. After his mother said that, he immediately came over and said coldly: "I can pass on the family line for the Mo family, but I must decide who I marry."

After saying that, he looked at Mo Xiuchen again and said sarcastically: "You'd better guarantee that Wen Ran will stay widowed for you for the rest of your life."

"Zixuan!"

After he finished speaking, Mo Jingteng immediately shouted softly. He felt that he was really old and could no longer bear the quarrel and attacks between the two sons.

"Zixuan, don't say that to your elder brother, your elder brother doesn't want to be 'ill'."

Xiao Wenqing deliberately made the word "ill" heavy, and the words of persuasion were simply adding fuel to the fire.

Unfortunately, Mo Xiuchen was not annoyed, and his expression did not change, as if the person they were mocking him was not him.

On the contrary, Cheng Jia next to her looked embarrassed after hearing so many family affairs. After Xiao Wenqing finished saying that, she seemed to remember Cheng Jia, an outsider, and ordered her: "Ms. Cheng, you go back to work first."

Cheng Jia turned his head and looked at Mo Xiuchen, responded to "Okay", and turned around and walked towards the door.

Looking at her leaving back, a dark light flashed through Mo Xiuchen's narrow eyes. Although he didn't look at Cheng Jia just now, he glanced out of the corner of his eyes. She was not surprised or otherwise in awkward except for embarrassment.

"If nothing happens, I'll go back to the office."

After Cheng Jia left, Mo Xiuchen threw a word, turned around and left.

"Xuchen, wait a moment."

Mo Jingteng's face changed slightly and he shouted to him.

Mo Xiuchen had just taken a step and heard this, he turned his head and looked at him coldly.

Mo Jingteng hesitated for a moment. Faced with his son's indifference, he changed his words after all, "H City matters have been handled?"

Mo Xiuchen snorted in his nostrils, as if he was answering his question. Just as the ringtone of his cell phone rang, he stopped talking, turned around and strode away.

***

Wen's Pharmaceutical Factory

When Wen Ran came out of the bathroom, she happened to meet Zhou Lin coming towards her. She had just answered the phone and put her phone in her bag. When she saw her, she immediately smiled brightly and said happily: "Ranran, let me tell you good news. I just received a call from Zixuan, asking me to go to their house for dinner, saying that she wanted to discuss the wedding with me."

"Is that true, then congratulations!"

Wen Ran frowned and said perfunctorily.

Zhou Lin seemed to be unable to see that she didn't want to pay attention to her, and asked excitedly: "Ranran, I heard that the Mo family also invited the little girl who saved Mo Xiuchen back then, whose name was Cheng Jia. You will also go that night, right?"

Wen Ran was slightly stunned. Cheng Jia also went to Mo's house for dinner. She really didn't know about this. Mo Xiuchen didn't notify her. She only knew that this weekend was Mo Xiuchen's birthday.
Chapter completed!