Chapter 112
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Grandpa Mo almost vomited blood. "What did you say?"
Mo Chen took a drag of the cigarette and slowly blew out a smoke ring. A layer of haze covered the bottom of his eyes.
The words he had heard outside the kitchen rang in his ears again.
Sleep with him for 100 million?
Grandma was really willing!
Grandpa Mo glared at Mochen. "Say it again!"
Mochen snapped out of his daze and glanced at him. "I like men, not women. Hm? Did Grandpa hear me clearly this time? "
Grandpa Mo's head hurt. How could the Mo family give birth to such a bastard?
There were rebellious children in other families, but no matter how they played outside, at least they didn't want to make their own decisions about marriage or marry someone of equal status.
After all, they weren't from an ordinary family and marriage wasn't a child's play. It carried too much weight. How could it be so casual?
Mochen's eyes darkened and he smiled. "Grandpa, you're overthinking. Mo Jin likes Little Pomelo."
Grandpa Mo looked at Mochen.
Mo Chen's tall figure stood in the study room, smoking lazily. His voice was cold as he said, "If Grandfather insists that I marry that lass with the surname Rong, that's fine too. I'll make it clear to her in advance if she's willing to be a widow for the rest of her life."
Grandpa Mo looked at Xiang Mochen angrily. He couldn't understand how he could say such words.
Mochen said softly, "But we have to agree on three rules. We won't interfere with each other after marriage and we can each have our own private lives. But she can't make me a cuckold. I'm a prideful person."
Grandpa Mo didn't have the energy to be angry anymore. "Mochen, can you be more shameless?"
If he didn't hear wrongly, he could do whatever he wanted outside. Why couldn't she make him a cuckold?
He was Mo Di's grandson. How could he be so despicable?
Mo Chen snorted softly and took a drag of his cigarette. He coldly hooked his thin lips at the old man and turned to leave the study.
Grandpa Mo closed his eyes in anger.
What a sin!
After a long time, he went downstairs. There was no one in the living room. He glanced in the direction of the dining room. Everyone was there.
Not in the mood for dinner, he walked into the dining room with a sullen face. After a few steps, his face became even more sullen.
There was no space reserved for him!
On one side of the old lady was Little Pomelo, and on the other side was Little Jin. She was very busy, and her face was full of smiles and overflowing gentleness!
Even the little maid was sitting at the table with Mo Chen for dinner, and she was even sitting next to him.
Was this kid purposely trying to anger him to death?
Old Mrs. Han heard the commotion and turned to look at the old man. "Why are you pulling a long face? Come over for dinner. Weiwei's cooking is really good. I want to come here every day. "
Grandpa Sheng glanced coldly at Wei Wei.
Wei Wei quickly stood up. "I'll help you move the chair."
Just now, when she saw Old Madam Mo being especially intimate with Little Pomelo, she had been trembling with fear at the side!
Suddenly, he wondered if Lai Ruyuan was wrong.
She just wanted to clear her debt as soon as possible!
Maybe she had been too hot-headed recently, and her IQ had decreased!
Who said that the most dangerous place was the safest place?
If this went on, she would have a heart attack!
But it was too late for regrets, and there was no use being upset!
If the Mo Family found out about Little Pomelo's background, then she …
Just thinking about it made her feel as if she was going to lose her life!
She couldn't live without Little Pomelo. Absolutely not!
They had depended on each other for so many years, and Little Pomelo was all the sunshine in her life.
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