Chapter 41 The Mohists need an heir

Mo Zixuan gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely find that person!"

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

"Zixuan, it's a good thing for Zhou Lin to have your flesh and blood in her belly. Your father and I are looking forward to having a grandson, and our Mo family also needs an heir. As for Wen Ran, she has already married your brother, and you will be the one from now on." Sister-in-law, even if you liked her before, now you have to put her down."

Xiao Wenqing persuaded him earnestly, implying that Mo Xiuchen was sick in his words, and even if he got married, he would not be able to carry on the family lineage of the Mo family.

After all, Mo Zixuan is not a fool. After his mother said it, he immediately understood, and said coldly: "I can carry on the family line of the Mo family, but who I marry must be decided by myself."

After saying that, he looked at Mo Xiuchen again, and said sarcastically, "You'd better promise that Wen Ran will be your widow for the rest of your life."

"Zixuan!"

When he finished speaking, Mo Jingteng let out a low cry. He felt that he was really old and could no longer bear the quarrel and mutual attacks of these two sons.

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

Xiao Wenqing deliberately accentuated the word 'disease', and persuading her would simply add fuel to the fire.

Unfortunately, Mo Xiuchen wasn't annoyed, and his expression didn't even change, as if the person they were laughing at wasn't him.

On the contrary, Cheng Jia next to him was embarrassed after hearing so much about their family affairs. After Xiao Wenqing said that, she seemed to remember Cheng Jia, an outsider, and told her, "Miss Cheng, you should go back to work first."

Cheng Jia turned her head and glanced at Mo Xiuchen, said 'OK', then turned and walked towards the door.

Looking at the back of her leaving, Mo Xiuchen's long and narrow eyes flashed a dark light. Although he didn't look at Cheng Jia just now, he caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye. Apart from embarrassment, she showed no surprise or other emotions.

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

After Cheng Jia left, Mo Xiuchen left without saying a word.

"Xiu Chen, wait a minute."

Mo Jingteng's face changed slightly, and he called to stop him.

Mo Xiuchen had just taken a step, when he heard the words, he turned his head and looked at him indifferently.

Mo Jingteng hesitated for a while, facing his son's indifference, he changed his words after all, "Is everything in H City settled?"

Mo Xiuchen snorted through his nostrils, as an answer to his question, when the phone rang, he stopped talking, turned around and strode away.

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Wen's Pharmaceuticals

When Wen Ran came out of the bathroom, she happened to meet Zhou Lin coming towards her. She had just finished answering the call and put the phone in her bag. When she saw her, she immediately smiled brightly and said happily, "Of course, let me tell you something. Good news. I just received a call from Zixuan asking me to have dinner at their house, saying that they want to discuss the wedding with me."

"Really, then congratulations!"

Wen Ran frowned, and said perfunctorily.

Zhou Lin didn't seem to see that she didn't want to talk to her, so she asked excitedly: "Of course, I heard that the Mo family also invited the little girl who saved Mo Xiuchen back then, called Cheng Jia, and you will go there that night." Bar?"

Wen Ran was slightly taken aback, Cheng Jia also went to Mo's house for dinner, she really didn't know this, and Mo Xiuchen didn't inform her, all she knew was that this weekend was Mo Xiuchen's birthday.

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