The two mahogany doors were tightly closed at this time.

Chen Zongheng raised his hand and pressed it gently on the door with a little force.

"Crack!" Along the perimeter of his palm prints, cracks spread like spider webs!

"Boom~!" With a sound, the entire thick and huge mahogany mansion door was instantly shattered into pieces by this palm.

He dusted off the dust from his palms, and then slowly stepped into the gate of Mo Mansion.

Chen Zongheng's eyes were dark and he looked around. This Feng family's mansion really has something inside it.

Among them, luxury can be described as magnificent.

Pavilions, pavilions, pools and blue waves are like a fairyland.

He took a deep breath of cigarette, then stepped towards the inner courtyard...

Mo Mansion, in the hall of the house.

A family of three was sitting at the dining table, enjoying breakfast peacefully.

And, at this moment... suddenly, there was a sound of neat leather shoes outside the hall.

A figure in a straight suit was walking slowly from outside the hall of the mansion.

Mo Jiaming, who was at the dining table, glanced at the figure inadvertently...and then he was stunned.

Whoa! He stood up directly from the dining table!

At the same time, his father Mo Youshan and his wife Luo Xiangnan immediately turned their heads and looked at the figure in shock and confusion.

I saw, outside the hall door, Chen Junlin, dressed in a straight suit, with a faint and indifferent look in his eyes, walking slowly over.

"You...it's you?!" Feng Haiyang couldn't believe it and stared at that figure with wide eyes!

this!

Why is he here?!

Chen Zongheng's breath was elegant and calm, and he walked into the hall, walked to the dining table, and slowly took his seat.

I glanced at the table in front of me. The breakfast dishes were very rich... abalone and bird's nest, shark's fin stew.

"I informed you yesterday that you would come to Qiu's Group to apologize to me at nine o'clock in the morning. I will not wait until late. But you seem to have forgotten?"

Chen Zongheng looked at Mo Jiaming with dark eyes and said slowly.

As soon as these words came out, Mo Jiaming's expression changed! He looked a little ferocious!

Father Mo Youshan didn't react! This man... is the guy his son said yesterday??

The guy who dares to hit his Mo Youshan son??

"It's you, how dare you touch my son??" Mo Youshan took a step forward, his voice cold.

But Chen Zongheng did not pay attention to his words.

He glanced lightly at the dining table.

"You're here just in time. I'm still a little hungry. Do you mind adding a pair of bowls and chopsticks so we can eat together?"

Chen Zongheng slowly blew out a smoke ring.

"You bastard, I didn't come to you, but you dare to come to me? Do you...really think that my Mo family can come whenever you want? Leave whenever you want?!" Mo Jiaming said angrily with a ferocious look on his face!

"Oh, I didn't plan to leave." Chen Zongheng straightened the folds of his suit and slowly took his seat.

Mo Jiaming: "..."

The corner of father Mo Youshan's mouth also twitched slightly.

His wife Luo Xiangnan was also shocked and couldn't believe it.

This is simply...!

This man is simply not afraid of death?!

Do you really dare to break into his Mo home alone?!

Didn't he ever think about... coming in vertically and going out horizontally?!

Chen Zong sat in front of the dining table and reached out to signal the Feng family nanny in the distance, "Please, please bring me some more bowls and chopsticks."

There was silence in front of the dining table.

The three members of the Mo family stared at him silently.
Chapter completed!