154: My Wife is Mine

My Wife is Mine

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The door closed.

Sensing something, the little guy quickly retreated and widened the gap with a whoosh. He stared at his father:

"You can't beat up Ningning casually anymore. Ningning isn't a child anymore."

The veins on Mo Boyuan's forehead throbbed a few times as he said coldly,

"Oh? I didn't know that you were so self-aware."

You even know that you are about to get beaten up!

He trembled and gulped in fear.

Mo Boyuan chuckled and brought in the takeout he had just received.

As for a certain brat, he followed obediently:

"Dad, are you angry?"

"No!"

Indeed, he wasn't angry. The Move King Mo wasn't so petty. However, his intention to beat up this brat was absolutely true!

"Really?" He was very suspicious. No matter how he looked at his father's expression, it didn't seem like he wasn't angry, right?

He placed the bag on the table and stared at his son in front of him:

"Do you think that you have the ability to make me angry?"

The little guy thought about it silently and realized that it really didn't seem like it.

Mo Boyuan had already opened the food box:

"Let's eat!"

"Oh!"

However, when he saw what was inside, his face and eyes were filled with disgust.

Hamburgers, french fries?

These things had long been blacklisted by Mo Boyuan!

However, to a child, these things were his favorite!

Mo Boyuan silently took a box of sliced melon pieces from the side, but the sharp-eyed little guy saw it:

"Dad, the melons are Ningning's!"

The man who was about to steal the melons paused:

"If you say they are yours, why don't you ask them if they agree?"

How could the little guy be a match for his father?

It was such a shameless suggestion.

How could the melons possibly agree?

Because of this, the father and son ignored each other for the rest of the afternoon.

Mo Boyuan was dealing with work, while a certain little guy was lying on the sofa and watching TV.

Until five in the afternoon.

Mo Boyuan finished his email and glanced at a certain guy on the sofa:

"Are you going to stay at home by yourself or should I get someone to send you back to the old residence?"

The little guy, who had been ignoring him for the whole afternoon, finally looked up:

"Ningning won't go back!"

Mo Boyuan put down his phone. "Are you sure? Your mom won't be back until late tonight."

The little guy immediately frowned:

"Why? Jiang Tingxu is working the day shift this week!"

The little guy had asked about this matter a long time ago.

A smug look flashed across the man's face:

"Because your mother is going to accompany me to a banquet tonight."

So, you, a light bulb with ample power, should just hang out elsewhere.

The little guy immediately pouted. His eyes rolled about and he had a cheeky look on his face.

After a while:

"Dad, Ningning wants to go too!"

"No!"

He was unexpectedly refused right away!

In an instant, the little guy was angered. He got off the sofa and stomped over to Mo Boyuan aggressively:

"Why not? Ningning wants to go, or you will return Jiang Tingxu to me!"

"Return her to you?"

Mo Boyuan smiled and continued to raise his brows:

"My wife is mine, why should I return her to you?"

Eh?

The little guy was a little tongue-tied, but deep down, he did not want to admit defeat. He raised his head again and glared fiercely at his father:

"Jiang Tingxu doesn't like you! Father, you're so shameless!"

When he said this, Mo Boyuan's face finally darkened again:

"Mo Zhining, what did you say?"

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