Chapter 1710 I am not yours

When Mo Nanjue heard this, he glanced at Mo Beiyan. He didn't speak, but the corner of his mouth curled up into a smile.

Lu Yuwei had already entered the restaurant. He looked at Tong Ran politely and said, "Xiao Ran."

"Teacher," Tong Ran smiled slightly. In fact, she could be called an old friend. When they first met, she had only known Mo Nanjue for a short time. "Long time no see."

In a blink of an eye, it has been six or seven years.

Time flies so fast...

"It's been a long time indeed," Lu Yuwei smiled gently, and Tong Ran also felt a little more relaxed, "Teacher, let's have dinner together?"

"No, you can eat," Lu Yuwei shook his head and turned away, "Huantong, I'll pick you up."

Mo Huantong frowned, and Lu Yuwei walked over and took her hand, "Jue, Xiaoran, let's go first."

Mo Nanjue raised his eyebrows. He carried his son to the dining table and sat down. Chenchen nestled in his arms, waiting to be fed. Hearing this, he raised his head and said, "Goodbye, teacher and sister."

Mo Nanjue pressed his head back with his big palm, "What do you want to eat?"

"Shrimp and beef, you need dipping sauce hehe."

"Don't say hey."

"Haji..."

Mo Nanjue concentrated on preparing food for his son. Chenchen hugged his neck and leaned into his ear, asking in a low voice, "Dad, why don't you say goodbye to the teacher?"

The man raised his eyebrows slightly, "Because they can't leave."

Sure enough, just as he finished speaking, Mo Beiyan had already walked over. He reached out and grabbed Mo Huantong's other wrist, "Why do you come to pick her up?"

He asked about Lu Yuwei.

Huantong struggled for a moment, but his strength was so great that it seemed as if he was going to break her wrist bones.

Is this man really sick?!

The two stood face to face, with the urge to strangle each other between their eyebrows. Lu Yuwei smiled and said, "She is my fiancée, why can't I come to pick her up?"

Mo Huantong suddenly raised her head, as if she couldn't believe that he would say such words. Mo Beiyan sneered when he heard this, "Oh? Where is the word "your fiancée" written all over her body? "

Chenchen, who was watching the show, was a little curious when he heard this, "Dad, why are you writing on your body? Do you use a ballpoint pen?"

Mo Nanjue mixed the ground shrimp meat and rice together, took a spoonful and stuffed it into his little mouth, "Eat yours."

Lu Yuwei frowned, but before he could speak, Mo Beiyan suddenly pulled Mo Huantong into his arms, his big palm pressed against her waist, "Don't talk nonsense, at least I didn't see it when I went to school this afternoon.

, are you too late to write, or are you incapable of writing?"

"you……"

Lu Yuwei's face darkened, and he reached out to pull Huantong away, "Mo Beiyan, you'd better be respectful when you speak!"

"Can you write the word "respect"?" Mo Beiyan held the person in his arms tightly, as if swearing ownership, "If you could write, you wouldn't stand in other people's homes and grab things by pointing fingers."

thing?

Mo Huantong wanted to laugh for no reason. They were fighting over each other here just because she was the same thing?!

Her eyes suddenly turned red, and she felt extremely ironic. Mo Huantong pushed Mo Beiyan away hard, "I'm sorry, I'm not yours."

After she finished speaking, she turned around and was about to leave. Seeing this, Lu Yuwei stretched out his hand to hold her, "Huantong, come with me."

"Dream!" Mo Beiyan stepped aside to block her, his face was sinister, "Do you think you can leave if I don't agree?"

"Are you still trying to kill me here?!" Mo Huantong raised her head and glared at him, "I don't owe you anything, why on earth are you refusing to let me go?"
Chapter completed!