C3 Dreamy Dream 2(1)

"Son, Mom didn't force you. It was all for your own good. Your dad goes out every day to be dissolute. You should know that the world is going to be full of peach blossoms soon. Although my mom is the legal wife, I can't guarantee that one day those vixens will bring the foxboy to fight for your family property. As long as you get married early and have children early... Hold your father's family property firmly. Even if I die now... It's worth it!"

A few drops of tears rolled in Lin Xiaoran's eyes. She did not forget to observe her son's reaction. Mo Yanxi shook his head helplessly. He took back his hand and was ready to leave.

This kind of drama had been played countless times in the past few years, but Lin Xiaoran did not find it boring at all. Furthermore, she was very immersed in it every time.

She thought that her good intentions would make this cold son moved a little, but Mo Yanxi did not buy it after being fooled once.

It was not easy for her to be alone all these years. She had also worried a lot for Mo Yanxi. Two days ago, she saw a few strands of white hair on her head. How could Lin Xiaoran not be anxious?

Mo Yanxi was about to leave when he suddenly saw a few strands of white hair on Lin Xiaoran's head from the corner of his eye. His footsteps paused, but he still turned around to comfort her, "Don't worry, I won't let those people have an opportunity." The coldness in his eyes made people not dare to look directly at him.

"Really! My good son, how about the daughter of Wanyu Group that mom introduced to you last time? Mom remembered that she gave you her phone number. Did you call her? Did she reply to you?"

Lin Xiaoran immediately turned around and asked.

After getting her son's confirmation, she seemed to have injected a cardiac stimulant and started to get excited. Her goal was very simple, to let her son get married and have children in the shortest amount of time possible. Perhaps she could skip marriage and have a child. That way, she could be considered to have completed her meritorious service.

As long as she had a grandson, she wanted to see if that old man Mo Xinqiao would still dare to be dissolute and not care about the life and death of the two of them!

"Mom!"

Mo Yanxi's expression gradually turned cold. It seemed like he still could not escape Lin Xiaoran's strongest ice man operation.

Lin Xiaoran still looked at Mo Yanxi with anticipation, waiting for his answer. She did not care about his protest at all.

"I did not call her because she already... already had a boyfriend!"

Mo Yanxi emphasized the word long ago. Then he walked around Lin Xiaoran with his long legs and walked out.

"Oh, she already has a boyfriend. What a pity, but I heard that there is a second young lady in Baiheng Group who is also intelligent. Looks like I have to go and ask."

Lin Xiaoran did not give up and began to find new candidates.

"Lin Xiaoran, don't go around looking for a girlfriend for me!" Mo Yanxi could not help raising his voice.

Girlfriend? He had a lot of girlfriends, but Lin Xiaoran probably wouldn't nod.

Because as long as they were related to Xian Liang and Shu De, he would not touch them.

But this was the standard for his mother to choose a wife.

Mo Yanxi regretted not drinking with those princes and brothers today, although it was better to be bored than being forced to marry at home.

Listening to his mother nagging at the side, Mo Yanxi walked out of the door without looking back and did not forget to say coldly in the end.

"I will bring my girlfriend back tonight."

"Yanxi? Damn child! He didn't listen to his mother finish... You want to bring your girlfriend back tonight? Wait, girlfriend!"

Lin Xiaoran finally reacted and excitedly chased after him, wanting to ask what was going on, but Mo Yanxi had already walked far away.

"Did he really want to bring his girlfriend back?"

Lin Xiaoran muttered to herself. She was not very sure and could only turn her head and ask the housekeeper who had been standing outside the door.

"Uncle Lee, did Yanxi really say he wanted to bring his girlfriend back?"

"Yes, madam, that's what young master said."

Uncle Lee answered honestly, and there was a trace of relief on his face.

Young master is already 27 years old, it's time to stop worrying.

He had also served the mother and son in this luxurious villa for more than 20 years. Although Lin Xiaoran liked to nag, Mo Yanxi always had a cold expression on his face. But he knew that this mother and son pair were not bad at heart.

He also saw the sorrow of the rich more clearly than others.

The mother was expensive because of her son. She fought over the family property and eventually broke into pieces.

Lin Xiaoran's plan was right. Once Mo Xinqiao's many mistresses fought back, the family property that originally belonged to Mo Yanxi would be eaten up by them.

"Madam, I will go and prepare first."

"En, good. Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Lee." Lin Xiaoran smiled and nodded at Uncle Lee.

She never put on airs when dealing with servants. This was also the reason why outsiders never succeeded when they wanted to take action against these servants.

"Oh right, Uncle Lee, remember to remind me to call the old master. He hasn't seen Yanxi for a long time." There was a hint of loneliness in his voice.

Uncle Lee nodded and left. Lin Xiaoran looked up at the empty and luxurious villa and felt sad.

"Even if I can't keep Master, I have to keep his gold mountain for my son!"

"Master, thank you." Yu Miaomiao handed the money to the driver and limped towards the company after getting out of the car.

Wang Qingyu, who was not far away, saw this scene and hurriedly walked over. Her expression also quickly turned from dark to clear. However, that smile was somewhat sinister.

"Miaomiao, what's wrong with you? Is your leg injured?" Supporting Yu Miaomiao's arm, Wang Qingyu saw the pair of shoes on her feet that were too small.

It was obviously the pair that Mo Yanxi gave her yesterday, the limited edition of the year in the city.

It was just that Yu Miaomiao currently did not seem to fit her feet. Wang Qingyu looked at Yu Miaomiao and found that the skin on Yu Miaomiao's ankle was already torn.

It seemed that Mo Yanxi did not care about her. Indeed, he was right. He could not even tell the size of her ankle!

Wang Qingyu sneered in her heart but pretended not to know, "It was fine yesterday. Eh, these shoes are really pretty. Did the CEO give it to you? I really envy you for having such an outstanding and charming boyfriend. And so considerate."

"Hehe, is that so?" Yu Miaomiao smiled bitterly.