Ghost husband knocks on the door at night: Obediently marry

A white poodle, lying quietly next to the sofa, leaning tightly on the girl's white casual shoes, looks almost integrated.

A well-dressed waiter rests one hand on his stomach and holds the handle of a teapot with the other.

The tea is poured into a light gray ice-cracked cup, with a golden luster.

The faint aroma drifts into the nostrils, making people want to pick up the teacup and taste it carefully.

"This is the tea that a customer brought to repay the debt two days ago." Sitting on the sofa, Mo Yiyou bent down and reached out to stroke the poodle's hair: "I look pretty good, I specially saved it for my brother."

Her tone was as if she was chatting with the parents, and her tone was unbelievably relaxed.

Huai An, who was sitting on the side seat, lazily raised his teacup, then raised his head and drank it in one gulp.

"Uncle Huaian!" Nao beside him looked a little flustered, and wanted to reach out to grab the teacup, but his hand paused in mid-air for a second, then abruptly withdrew it.

Mo Yiyou looked at Huai'an with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and when his eyes met, he raised his eyebrows slightly, as if he was asking for an evaluation.

Huai An pouted, turned the small cup around in his hand, and then casually put it back on the table.

Nao stared nervously at his face, as if worried about something.

Without getting a decent response, the smile on Mo Yiyou's face diminished a lot.

She withdrew her gaze and looked at the indifferent man opposite.

Sitting across from her, Mo Yimo glanced at the tea table, then raised his eyes: "It's not suitable to drink tea at night."

"Uncooperative as always." Mo Yiyou sat up straight, then raised his chin: "You have the courage to come to Xingding with this attitude, brother."

Mo Yimo shrugged his shoulders indifferently, as if he didn't care about such threatening words at all.

"In this case, let's get down to business." Mo Yiyou moved his right foot, and the poodle immediately got up in a jerk, then looked up at her obediently.

"That's how it started?" Mo Yimo raised his eyes, scanning his surroundings meaningfully.

In this room, there were more than a dozen bodyguards, large and small, and five or six waiters on standby.

There are too many irrelevant people, and he doesn't like this kind of conversation atmosphere.

"Let's all go out. In 10 minutes, the supervisor and Chen will come to see me." Mo Yiyou smiled lightly, and she raised her hand and waved it casually.

In an instant, both bodyguards and waiters walked towards the door in unison.

"Wait." Mo Yiyou said suddenly, causing everyone to stop.

She looked down at the poodle who was still looking at her, and suddenly smiled happily: "And you, go out too."

"Wow——" the poodle shook its head and groaned a few times, sounding displeased.

"Don't make me say it again." The smile on Mo Yiyou's face became brighter and brighter: "I will be very happy to see you appear on the bottom floor."

The poodle stared at her blankly for two seconds, then suddenly ran towards the door, faster than anyone else.

Seeing this, the bodyguards and waiters left quickly without hesitation.

Mo Yimo's eyes were complicated. When he heard the word "bottom", his facial muscles visibly trembled.

"Can we talk now?" Seeing the irrelevant personnel leave, Mo Yiyou shifted his gaze from the door to Mo Yimo's face opposite.

Her always smiling eyes also turned cold and serious the moment her eyes turned, showing no emotion.

Nao noticed her change, and the nervous Chao Huai'an got a little closer.

Huai An frowned slightly, his eyes became vigilant, and at the same time he couldn't stop looking at Mo Yimo.

"I'm glad to see you looking so serious..." Mo Yimo seemed to chuckle slightly: "I really saved the trouble of talking nonsense with you."

"You who never come to the top of the star, come at this time." Mo Yiyou still raised his chin slightly, and his body posture did not change: "For that woman?"

"Miss Mo's message is very enlightening." Mo Yimo showed a calm smile: "Unfortunately, not entirely."

"That's the reason." The air in the room suddenly became cold, and it was the kind of coldness that came without warning.

Mo Yiyou's eyes became a little fierce, that delicate and lovely face looked full of resentment at the moment: "If it wasn't for that woman, you wouldn't even come to see me once?"

"No." Mo Yimo answered simply, he saw Mo Yiyou's expression relax a little, and then continued: "I said it all, it's not entirely because of her that I came here."

"But it still has something to do with her." Mo Yiyou's fierce eyes became a little wandering, she squinted slightly, and looked at Mo Yimo for a long time: "I know who she is."

Mo Yimo shrugged again: "Many people know who she is."

"That's Xu's future proprietress." Mo Yiyou snorted coldly: "Brother, are you going to attack other people's wives?"

"They're not married yet." Mo Yimo's eyes flashed with calculations, and while he was sizing up the person opposite, he showed an infatuated expression: "I always have a chance."

There was undisguised jealousy on Mo Yiyou's face, she gritted her teeth, and then continued: "It's really unexpected that my brother has fallen to the point where he wants to grab women."

"Because it's worth it." Facing the sarcasm, Mo Yimo replied very naturally.

He looked at Mo Yiyou calmly, with a confident smile on his lips.

Mo Yiyou's eyes, which were originally twinkling like stars, became dumb and black at this moment.

She stared at her brother, put her hands by her side, and pointed her fingertips again and again: "I don't believe it. That's a person who has come back from the dead. You won't be with someone who is dead."

The tone seems to be stating a very certain thing, but it also faintly reveals a little tentative meaning.

Mo Yimo noticed this, he half-cast his eyes, and replied word by word: "She is the only one who made me give up my principles."

"Crack!" The crisp sound echoed in the room.

Something is broken?No, to be precise, it was the sound of being cracked by freezing.

The temperature in the room has dropped to the point where the tea in the cup is covered with a thin layer of ice.

Nasu kept shivering, her face was frighteningly pale, and her body shrank into a ball subconsciously.

"You can't hold it anymore?" Huai An looked down at her, then frowned and looked at Mo Yimo: "Young Master, I'll take her..."

"I'm fine!" Naxu raised his hand and pulled Huai'an's sleeve, and shook his head seriously at Mo Yimo: "Sorry, don't worry about me."

Mo Yimo glanced at her, showing an expression similar to that of Huai An: "Go out."

"I'm really fine!" Nasu shook her head anxiously. To prove this, she quickly sat up straight: "Please let me wait for you here!"

Mo Yimo's expression was a bit gloomy, he cast his eyes on Mo Yiyou indifferently, and all the smiles on his face just now disappeared.

"I never knew that Nasu could be so loyal." Mo Yiyou laughed softly: "That's right, brother is so caring about people, so he will naturally like him more."

"Enough is enough." Mo Yimo said coldly, his tone as hard as a stone.

"Didn't you have a woman who made you give up your principles?" Mo Yiyou sneered with a sneer on his lips, "Why bother with this girl's life?"

"Bang!" The teacup placed in front of Mo Yimo suddenly slid a part in the direction of Mo Yiyou, and then burst open.

Tiny fragments splashed everywhere, but the four people sitting around the table became calmer and calmer.

The golden tea spread on the table, and within two seconds, it was quickly frozen and fixed.

"Nao." Mo Yiyou turned his head with a smile, "You really have become a lot braver for your brother."

"Ah, it's not me!" Nao explained in a panic, "I didn't do anything!"

Huai An raised his hand and pulled Na Xu into his arms: "Miss, you scared her."

His hand patted Nao's back slowly, one after another, comforting in a low voice.

"Those who don't know, think how scary I am." Mo Yiyou turned his head back with a smile: "I'm not a monster, can I eat my brother and you?"

"I've been here long enough, and I've wasted too much time." Mo Yimo said coldly, "If this meaningless conversation continues, I will leave immediately."

He looked towards Huai An, who nodded slightly at him.

"Since you're so impatient, let's talk about it..." Mo Yiyou's gaze focused on the frozen tea stains on the table: "What value do I have that can be used by my brother?"

"The head of the Tao family." Mo Yimo leaned forward slightly: "Hand it over."

"Crack!" The room echoed again, the sound of something being cracked by freezing.

Nao tucked her head into Huai'an's arms, although she was very curious, she still didn't dare to look for the source of the sound rashly.

There was not much surprise on Mo Yiyou's face, nor did he try to hide it.

She looked at Mo Yimo silently for a while, and then showed a happy smile: "The price?"

"What do you want?" Mo Yimo folded his hands on his chest.

"It's hard to say." Mo Yiyou tilted his head and blinked his eyes: "The souls of the Tao family are very valuable."

"It's not just your soul that you took away." Mo Yimo leaned back, leaning against the back of the sofa: "I saw it, people and cars disappeared together."

"Wouldn't that be more valuable?" Mo Yiyou raised his hand, covered his mouth and laughed, "Brother, don't forget, this is Xingding."

Lose or not earn?That's not a normal situation.

"I'll give you all the shares in Xingding under my name." Mo Yimo blurted out, and then saw Mo Yiyou's expression froze as expected.

Huai An's eyes, which had been sleepy all the time, widened a little at this moment: "Young Master..."

Naxu also opened her mouth wide, and looked at Mo Yimo nervously, as if hesitating to speak.

"Running away from home and changing your surname, isn't that enough?" Mo Yiyou suddenly raised his hand and slapped the table: "Now we have to completely break off the relationship, right?"