Dudu knew that Sister Mo Ling might not have heard her clearly, but she still wanted to speak.
She gave two large bags of jawline biscuits she had baked to the brothers Mo Dashan and Mo Xiaoshan.
I hope Sister Mo Ling is safe and sound.
Fu Zixia also shouted, asking Mo Ling to go and rest quickly and not stand there.
But Mo Ling still stared at them blankly, with a long relieved smile on his face.
At this moment, Fu Zixia understood what she meant.
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On the other side, Mo Hu held Feng Yi tightly and did not let go, holding a sheep-slaughtering knife in his hand.
The strong man's movements when slaughtering sheep were very clean and neat, without any dragging of feet.
In the spacious room, Feng Yi was lying on the ground, with blood at the corners of his mouth and not a single spot on his face left.
"When Ling'er wanted to be with you, I didn't agree, but I couldn't help but feel that Ling'er liked you."
"Your family is such a mess. Your grandparents and your dad are all disgusting. I don't want my daughter to suffer."
"You were facing a pack of wolves and tigers back then. That was the first time Ling'er begged me to help you. Otherwise, do you think you would have developed so smoothly? You relied entirely on your own strength to stabilize the Feng Group and the Fu Group. What strength do you, a child, have? Everyone wants to kill you."
"Do you know why your uncle, the one your grandparents favored, suddenly stopped competing with you for the family fortune? And he suddenly disappeared. It's because I've imprisoned him for decades..."
Mo Hu said a lot of things that Feng Yi didn't know.
It turns out that the stability of his company and the enterprise behind him was inseparable from Uncle Mo's help, but he didn't know it, and even gave the money he earned with Uncle Mo's help to Bai Lianhua.
He deserves to die!
Mo Hu just smiled slightly. "I'm not helping you for you, but for my daughter. I've never been a kind-hearted person. Although your uncle is a piece of shit, he wouldn't let me imprison him for so many years."
"Do you understand what I mean? All I wanted was for you to be good to my daughter. Now, look at what you've done in the past five years. I've given you so many chances, but you've never cherished them and made Ling'er sad. Do you think I'll let you go?"
Mo Hu was holding a sheep-slaughtering scimitar, and he approached Feng Yi step by step until the scimitar almost touched his kidney, because he judged very accurately that it was a human kidney.
Feng Yi had already closed his eyes, waiting for Mo Hu to make his move.
"You are quite capable, but you are too indecisive and blind." Mo Hu suddenly praised him.
A wry smile appeared on Feng Yi's face. "Uncle Mo said too much. I envy you for your support over the years. Without you, there would be no Feng Yi today."
"I'm not doing this for you," Mo Hu suddenly said. He threw the scimitar to the ground with a clattering sound. Strong as he was, he carried Feng Yi like a chick. Even though Feng Yi was very tall and strong, he was no match for Mo Hu, who was covered in muscular body.
But as soon as he picked up Mo Hu, he saw the jawline biscuits and Sichuan biscuits fallen on the ground.
Although it looks a bit funny.
"Your sister is really sorry for you, she put so many cookies in your clothes."
Mo Hu thought of the little girl whose thoughts he could hear, and it seemed that the little girl had many secrets.
But he didn't, relying on this secret to save his brother, even though she was so young.
If someone can tell the difference clearly, at least he can tell the difference clearly better than Feng Yi.
Mo Hu looked at Feng Yi and shook his head, "A child is smarter than you and can see things more clearly than you."
"In fact, even I don't know why you became like this. Maybe you inherited the gene from your ancestors that prefers widows. Your father likes widows, and you like widows too."
"I've never liked her. The only one I like is Ling'er."
"Shut up! You don't deserve to say that you like Ling'er. Your love is an insult to her, do you understand?"
Feng Yi pursed his lips and said nothing. Although Mo Hu's words were harsh, they were very reasonable.
Feng Yi nodded resignedly, "Yes, my love for you is an insult to Ling'er."
"You have the self-awareness to do this." Mo Hu always likes to take action directly and doesn't like to talk too much because it is a waste of time. But today he wasted so much time, which is not like his style at all.
Feng Yi still wanted to say, "I don't know what happened. Her husband and I had a very ordinary relationship. He was just an ordinary subordinate of mine. After her husband died, I went crazy and wanted to take care of her. I even wanted to take care of other women... I couldn't control what I was doing at all."
"Actually, I don't know what I'm doing. It's like I'm just following some kind of instruction.
For example, when he went to Feng's house, he saw Su Tiantian on the road and subconsciously wanted to give her a ride.
"Your brain is your own, and you can't control it? Are you an idiot?"
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