Jiang Yuanxi had moved a stool to the door at some point, then stood on it with his hands on his hips.
At some point, a group of servants gathered at the door.
Even his good-for-nothing son was among them.
"Let me tell you, Patriarch Mo was a very romantic man when he was young."
Mo Qian snorted in dissatisfaction. Nonsense! His father was obviously a decent man, but he was speechless and couldn't refute.
"His proposal to you was rejected, so he married your mother in anger," Jiang Yuanxi tried his best to find Mo Qian's face, "Until now, your mother doesn't know that she was the second choice." Jiang Yuanxi lowered his voice.
The servants opened their mouths in shock and subconsciously looked at their young master.
Mo Qian was speechless and his face turned red with anxiety.
Mo Zhengsen ran over in a hurry and covered Jiang Yuanxi's mouth, but he ran too fast and fell on the threshold.
"I also told you that he secretly went to see his childhood sweetheart without telling his wife."
Mo Qian widened his eyes and looked at his father in disbelief.
Then he saw his angry mother behind his father.
As soon as Mrs. Mo arrived, she heard what Jiang Yuanxi had just said.
Mo Zhengsen saw his wife and hurried to explain.
"Ma'am, she, she's talking nonsense! Don't believe what this little kid says!"
No, how would this little kid know these!
"Shut up! Shut up, wuwuwu."
Madam Mo had someone cover Mo Zhengsen's mouth and moved a stool for him to continue listening.
Here, Jiang Yuanxi burped and continued to reveal more information.
"Every time he saw Qingmei was unhappy, he was very happy. There were even a few times when he wanted to take Qingmei home."
“Pah.”
Madam Mo broke the folding fan in her hand. Mo Zhengsen was so frightened that he trembled all over and dared not move.
Jiang Yuanxi became more and more excited as he spoke, taking advantage of the alcohol.
"And Qingmei has noticed his observation and is planning to secretly make a connection and bring her child up to his branch."
......
After hearing this, I looked at the head of the family's expression of despair.
Everyone knew the truth.
Mo Zhengsen wanted to cry but had no tears.
This little guy told everything he did as a child, and his image as the head of the family was completely ruined.
When his son saw him just now, he also glared at him.
The image of his old father completely collapsed.
Looking over there, Mrs. Mo had already asked people to pack their luggage.
"lady!"
"Ma'am! Where are you going!"
Madam Mo sneered: "Of course it's to make room for your childhood sweetheart."
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