C4

In this summer's time, everyone wore very thin clothes. Only a business person would need to wear long sleeves and pants. Most people living at home wore t-shirts and hot pants. But he was wearing long sleeves and pants, and he was still running under the scorching sun. Why was that?

Mo Ye Han's eyes followed the joyful figure that was running on the lawn, frowning slightly. With a cold voice, he asked, "Why don't you serve Eldest Young Master for his lunch break?"

The servant rushed to explain, "Second Young Master, Eldest Young Master heard that he got married again today and was so excited that he refused to sleep no matter how we coaxed him."

Upon hearing this, An Qian's face turned hot. The sun was so bright that she could not help narrowing her eyes.

At this moment, Mo Yefeng turned around and saw them. He started to dance as he said, "My wife is back. I have another wife to play with. Hehe …" "Haha …"

Seeing the foolish man not too far away, An Qian felt a chill run down his spine.

Suddenly, she felt a pair of dark and cold eyes looking at her from the direction of Mo Ye Han. She looked up at him.

The man's expression was solemn and his eyes were sharp. He used a warning tone to ask her, "What? She felt wronged? Marrying to Big Brother is not worth it? "

An Qian quickly shook her head and said, "No …" "No."

Mo Ye Han said emotionlessly, "It's best if you don't have any. From now on, he is your husband. If you dare to reveal the slightest bit of hatred towards him, don't blame me for being ruthless. "

Thinking of the years ahead, she would be living together with this half-wit, An Qian's heart suddenly sank. However, she had chosen this path herself. No matter what, she had to bite the bullet and continue walking forward!

A smile tugged at the corner of her mouth as she replied, "Don't worry, I will take good care of him."

Finishing her words, she lifted her foot and walked towards the screaming Mo Yifeng, who was dancing with joy.

Ink Night Wind. The eldest son of the Mo family was rumored to have had a big fire 20 years ago when he was still a child. It was said that he burned some nerves in his head, and his IQ stopped at six years old.

An Qian curiously sized him up. Although a man's intelligence was poor, his appearance, figure, and temperament were similar to his younger brother Mo Yelan. They all exuded a noble and noble aura that they were born with!

She believed that if it weren't for this flaw, Mo Yefeng would have become a man as stunning as his younger brother Mo Yeyue!

Just as An Qian was deep in thought, Mo Yefeng suddenly dashed toward her and yelled at her.

"Ahh!"

An Qian was caught off guard and cried out in fright. She took a big step back!

This was an instinctual reaction from his body to protect himself and shock. But then, when she realized she had made a mistake, it was too late.

Mo Yefeng froze on the spot, a wounded expression on his handsome face. His dark pupils were originally pure and innocent, but at this moment, they were filled with wariness, astonishment, and fear … The combination of all these emotions was quite complicated.

"You are not my wife, not even giving me a hug, hmph!"

With that, he turned around and dashed into the room. He didn't even leave an opportunity for An Qian to explain herself.

At a loss of what to do, An Qian turned her head to Mo Yanxue behind her. He noticed that the man's expression was unsettled and there was a trace of warm anger in his cold eyes.