Chapter 70 The Feast at Hongmen
"Brother Ziyuan, I won't be able to see the movie if you keep doing this."
"You really want to see it?"
"Uh-huh."
"Okay, I'll show you."
The man turned her over, and the soft girl was now nestled in his arms.
Mo Ziyuan carefully selected this movie for a long time, and it starts with a devastating blow.
Lin Yilu covered her eyes and refused to look.
Why are they like this?
"Because they like each other. Aren't they just like us now, except they've added some actions?"
Mo Ziyuan's phone rang, but the man ignored it. After a while, the phone rang again, and only then did the man look at it.
It was Zhao Ming who made the call and sent a lot of messages.
Young Master, Young Master Yi'an is here. I just ran into him downstairs.
We're getting ready to go up there now.
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In the elevator
Lin Yi-an: "Why are you looking at me like that? What's wrong?"
Zhao Ming wiped the sweat from his brow.
"No, Mr. An, what brings you here?"
I've come to see my sister.
"OK."
With a "beep," his phone rang, and Zhao Ming glanced at it before feeling relieved.
:knew.
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Mo Ziyuan glanced at Lin Yiluo calmly.
"Yi'an is here. Put your clothes on and let's go take a look."
"good."
After the man finished dressing the girl, he let her leave first, then deleted the movie recording and replaced it with a comedy.
After clicking, it keeps fast-forwarding.
Lin Yi-an saw the girl drinking water every now and then as soon as he came up.
A beam of light shone directly on the girl's tuft of hair that was sticking up as she put on her clothes.
"How adorable." Lin Yi'an chuckled softly, reaching out to ruffle the unruly tuft of hair.
When Mo Ziyuan came out, Lin Yi'an was coaxing his little sister. How could he treat Yi Luo like that?
"Baby, what were you doing before I arrived?"
"We're watching a movie."
Seeing that Mo Ziyuan had come out, Lin Yi'an stopped asking questions.
"What are you doing here?"
Mo Ziyuan said coldly.
"I have something to tell you. Your father invited me to his house for dinner, and Jing Sheng was also invited."
Mo Ziyuan lowered his head in thought.
Lin Yi'an took a big step and moved to Mo Ziyuan's side, gently nudging him with his arm.
"This is a trap! What should we do?! Ziyuan, I'm so scared!"
Mo Ziyuan's expression changed instantly, and the air seemed to drop to freezing point.
The man was just playing around; after he finished speaking, he stood far away again.
Lin Yiluo quietly watched the scene unfold before her.
When are you going?
"Tonight."
"Who else is there besides the two of you?"
"I don't know either, but I'm really a little afraid to go. Mo Ziyuan, Mo Ziyuan, you must remember my kindness. Maybe your father is doing this for your marriage alliance."
Mo Ziyuan remained silent, because he knew better than anyone that it was definitely because of this matter.
Recently, the Wen family and the Mo family have been making big moves. He suddenly remembered that Zhao Ming had told him a few days ago that the government had sent a large number of beautiful women to the country, which must have been prepared for him.
By 6:00 PM, the sky outside had darkened, and a light rain had begun to fall.
The rain, like silver threads, slanted across the carved iron gate of the Mo family mansion. The servants were already outside to greet them. Although it was drizzling, they were still dressed in uniform and stood in two rows. Even the butler stood there without any cover.
As soon as Lin Yi-an and Shi Jing-sheng got out of the car, a servant immediately came forward with an umbrella.
The butler of the Nan family's old residence bowed and stepped forward.
"Greetings, young masters. The head of the family sent me to fetch you."
Just as he finished speaking, a black car slowly drove up behind them. Judging from the license plate, it was clear that it belonged to the Mo family. The servants standing in two rows lowered their heads even further. They knew better than anyone that it was their young master's car.
The butler was momentarily at a loss, but quickly realized that he really hadn't expected the young master to come home at this time. Could it be that the three of them had conspired together? Lin Yi'an and Shi Jingsheng stood in the rain, watching the people get out of the car.
The maid beside him hurriedly stepped forward, opened the car door, and held an umbrella to welcome her young master. Mo Ziyuan got out of the car unhurriedly, turned around and took the little hand inside the car. Lin Yiluo's hand slowly rested on his.
The butler quickly walked a few steps to his young master.
"Young Master, you're back."
The two men, putting on airs, spoke to Mo Ziyuan.
"Ziyuan, why are you back too?"
Mo Ziyuan continued.
"What are you doing here? Didn't you say you were going out for dinner? Come to my house for dinner!"
Lin Yi'an started to feign embarrassment, putting on an exaggerated expression of surprise, while secretly nudging Shi Jingsheng with his elbow.
"I was originally going to tell you, but I was thinking of giving you a surprise, so I brought my sister along too."
The girl started sweetly calling him "brother".
The rain outside was getting heavier, and the butler quickly said to the group.
"Young masters, why don't we go inside first? The patriarch has been waiting here for quite some time."
Lin Yi-an: "Okay."
The three of them remained silent on the way, leaving only the butler in front anxiously wiping the water droplets from his forehead, though it was unclear whether they were water or sweat.
When I walked into the living room, I saw Wen Shuyu sitting on the sofa playing on her phone.
The head of the Mo family sat at the dining table listening to his assistant's work report. When he saw Shi Jingsheng and Lin Yi'an, he smiled at them, but when his gaze shifted to Mo Ziyuan, he felt a moment of unease and surprise.
"Why is Ziyuan back?"
"I was just getting some things when I ran into Yi'an and Jing Sheng at the door."
But why did Father invite them both here?
Wen Shuyu sat on the sofa, his head bowed low, hoping no one could see him. He knew better than anyone else why Shi Jingsheng and Lin Yi'an were sent, and why he himself had come.
Everything had only one purpose: to find Mo Ziyuan a girlfriend who could carry on the family line, a girlfriend that both the Mo and Wen families would approve of.
Mo Ziyuan stared coldly at the man at the dining table.
"Why didn't the father tell his son before inviting him over?"
The Mo family patriarch didn't take any stance; he was only doing it for Mo Ziyuan's own good, so what difference did it make whether he spoke or not?
The atmosphere gradually grew cold, and Wen Shuyu was the first to break the awkward silence.
"Brother, let's eat first."
Upon hearing this, Mo Ziyuan sat down as well, and the little girl next to him followed suit. They sat down next to the man, between Lin Yi'an and the other two.
The rain outside the window was getting heavier and heavier, pattering against the glass.
The leader of the Mo family looked at the people in front of him and said.
“You said you didn’t want a marriage alliance, and I’ve discussed it with the Wen family…” He paused, his gaze sweeping over Wen Shuyu, “Then we won’t form an alliance. But the Mo family needs an heir, and the Wen family… has also selected some suitable candidates.”
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