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"Yes, the heir."

Hailan repeated, and the beautiful Danfeng looked at An Xiaoxiao, "Mo Han has promised this matter."

An Xiaoxiao's delicate eyebrows frowned slightly. Why should her child be someone else's heir? It's too outrageous.

The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became. When An Xiaoxiao picked up her phone and was about to call Jun Mohan, there were familiar footsteps outside.

"Mo, you're back."

Following An Xiaoxiao's gaze, Jun Mohan's handsome face was icy cold, and he whispered, "Why are you here?"

"Mo Han, I'm your aunt, why are you talking to me?"

In a word, An Xiaoxiao could hear the smell of gunpowder in Jun Mohan's tone, and her dark eyes flickered.

"Did you eat well?"

"have eaten."

"I brought you something."

After Jun Mohan said this, he took out a beautiful ring from his pocket, and looked at An Xiaoxiao tenderly.

"Like it?"

"like."

An Xiaoxiao nodded obediently, her eyes were on the ring, she couldn't bear to leave.

It's so beautiful, the purple gem is dazzling under the sunlight, An Xiaoxiao can't put it down playing with it.

Hailan on the side was completely left out in the cold. Just when she was about to get angry, she saw the thing in An Xiaoxiao's hand and walked over greedily.

"This is the legendary Ziwei Star."

When An Xiaoxiao heard Hailan's words, she subconsciously looked at Jun Mohan, her eyes were full of excitement, this is a priceless gem.

Jun Mohan looked at her dotingly, and said in a deep magnetic voice, "It's just as long as you like it, nothing else matters."

"Mo, you are so kind to me."

Hailan's eyes flickered, this Jun Mohan was really like the rumors, he was crazy about his wife.

Even if she was his aunt, Jun Mohan never gave her a good face, he was really cold-blooded.

"Mo Han, I heard that tomorrow is your wedding?"

"Ah."

Jun Mohan responded lightly, and all his attention returned to An Xiaoxiao.

Hai Lan's hand tightened slightly, and she felt very uncomfortable. She is Hai's daughter, and no one has ever given her a face, but this Jun Mohan, how dare...

But thinking about Jun Mohan's identity as the CEO of the Imperial Group, Hai Lan suppressed her anger and looked at An Xiaoxiao tenderly.

"Xiaoxiao, from tomorrow onwards, you will be a member of our Hai family, and this is what I gave you."

As Hailan said, she took off a jade bracelet from her wrist and handed it to An Xiaoxiao. Seeing her like this, she was startled.

"This gift is too expensive, I can't accept it."

"Only in this way can you be worthy of your status as the president's wife."

Hailan said with a smile, An Xiaoxiao frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable.

Jun Mo looked at Hai Lan with cold, emotionless pupils.

"go out."

"Mo Han, I..."

Before Hai Lan finished speaking, Leng Si had someone drive her away from here.

The living room was quiet again, An Xiaoxiao looked at Jun Mohan anxiously, and asked in a low voice, "Is this really okay? She is your aunt."

"I only have a mother."

Jun Mohan clarified his attitude with one sentence, and An Xiaoxiao heaved a long sigh of relief. That Hai Lan, at first glance, is not easy to mess with, one thing more is worse than one thing less.

"Jun Mohan, you cold-blooded bastard, I'm your mother's sister, your aunt, you treat me like this?"

Hailan stood at the door of the villa, shouting angrily, Leng Si gave her a cold look, "Young Master Jun said, he has no aunt, only mother."

"you……"

Hailan's complexion changed, she looked at the magnificent villa in front of her, and left here unwillingly.

The corners of Leng Si's lips rose slightly, evoking a disdainful smile, Hai family, how dare you come here.

Young Master Jun's mother had been dead for many years, and she only found her now. If she really cared about this daughter, it wouldn't have taken so long.

Hailan drove to the Dorsett Hotel.

"Dad, I saw my sister's son."

"How did he say?"

With a straight face, Hai Xiong asked the question in his heart, Hai Lan thought of the treatment just now, and said it angrily.

"Dad, that heartless one is just like his mother."

"Did he bully you?"

"Jun Mohan asked his subordinates to kick me out of the villa. Without an invitation, how can we go to the cruise ship tomorrow? Without the public opinion of the media, he will not help us."

After Hailan finished speaking, Hailan's cloudy eyes were filled with a gloomy light, and she said disdainfully, "What about a brat? He also belongs to our Hai family."

"Dad, he is no ordinary kid, Jun Mohan is the president of the Imperial Group."

"If Jun Mohan didn't have such a heavy identity, I wouldn't recognize this grandson."

Haixiong's tone was full of charity, thinking of his daughter Haiwei who contradicted him, his face was very ugly.

"Dad, you're right. Jun Mohan doesn't know what's good and what's wrong. Let's clean up after tomorrow."

"it is good."

The two figured it all out.

In the villa, An Xiaoxiao nestled in Jun Mohan's arms, looking at the newly furnished villa with a happy smile on her delicate face.

"Mo, pinch me quickly, am I dreaming?"

"Silly girl, how can I give up, let's find another way."

As soon as Jun Mohan finished speaking, his warm lips blocked An Xiaoxiao.

"Mo, you took advantage of me again."

"I'm helping you."

"Grumpy."

An Xiaoxiao said coquettishly, upon hearing these words, Jun Mohan looked at her meaningfully.

"Slippery or not, haven't you just experienced it?"

"Jun Mohan, you, you..."

An Xiaoxiao stuttered and couldn't speak, and shyly wanted to find a crack in the ground to sneak in. Thinking of the touch just now, she buried her head deeply in Jun Mohan's arms.

Jun Mohan snorted, looked down at An Xiaoxiao who didn't know anything, and asked with a wry smile: "An An, what are you doing?"

"I didn't do anything?"

An Xiaoxiao followed Jun Mohan's gaze, and subconsciously stood up from his embrace, blushing terribly, and didn't know where to put her slender fingers.

Now that it's over, he will definitely be ridiculed by Jun Mohan again.

In other words, it was really embarrassing just now, she, she actually touched...

The expression on An Xiaoxiao's face had already betrayed her thoughts.

Jun Mohan glanced at a certain place with a wry smile, took a deep breath, and his hoarse voice was full of charm.

"An'an, come here."

"I do not want."

An Xiaoxiao took a step back, looked at Jun Mohan defensively, and clenched her hands tightly.

Jun Mohan stretched out his hand, "Let's discuss the details of the wedding."

An Xiaoxiao glanced at him suspiciously, but walked over anyway, only to be hugged all over.

"An'an, let's enter the bridal chamber early."