The Romance Of Mr. Walton

Mo's mother avoided her gaze and hugged her. "Don't talk nonsense. I don't have any thoughts."    

    

Mo Xinian's eyes were cold. "You're still lying?"    

    

Mo's mother felt guilty after being stared at by her son. She snorted and said, "Mo Xinian, am I your elder, or are you my elder? Are you talking to me like this?"    

    

"When you are arrogant, you do not respect your elders. When you're feeling guilty, you're using your seniority to bully your elders?"    

    

"Kid..."    

    

Mo Xinian smiled. "Mom, let me remind you. What I said before has always been effective. If you really want to find a woman with a face full of makeup and can't hide her ugliness and ambition, you can change me. Then you're wrong. In this life, whoever dares to break up me and Huo Huaien, I will let them die in peace. "I don't care if this person has ever given birth to me."    

    

After he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to leave.    

    

In the restaurant, Zhong Yi looked out the window from time to time.    

    

Huo Huaien, on the other hand, was leisurely eating as if these matters had nothing to do with her.    

    

Zhong Yi looked at Huo Huaien, "Young Madame, aren't you worried at all?"    

    

"What are you worried about?"    

    

"I'm afraid that the fight between the godmother and Mr. Mo will not end well for me."    

    

Huo Huaien pursed her lips. "No matter how much hatred there is between mother and son, it can be resolved."    

    

Zhong Yi sighed. "Young Madame's heart is really big. No wonder godmother would be so anxious and angry."    

    

"Miss Zhong," Huo Huaien looked at Zhong Yi, "Actually, I really want to give you a piece of advice."    

    

Zhong Yi looked at her but did not say anything.    

    

Huo Huaien said, "Even if you are my mother-in-law's goddaughter, But you're not from the Mo family. " It's better if you don't interfere in the internal affairs of the Mo Family. I am a person who is easier to talk to. If Mr Xinian sensed something wrong, he might not target his parents. But you're an outsider. It's hard to say. "    

    

Zhong Yi's expression tensed up. "I do not know what you are talking about."    

    

Huo Huaien smiled, "If you don't know, then just treat it as if I didn't give you any advice. You guys continue."    

    

Zhong Yi frowned, "Young Madame, what do you mean by that? What do you want me to do?"    

    

Huo Huaien put down her chopsticks and looked at Zhong Yi, "A woman's intuition towards another woman. Previously, I felt that you came to my house not only to help my mother-in-law deliver soup to me, but I do not have any evidence, but today..."    

    

She pointed at Zhong Yi's clothes today. "I went downstairs just now and saw you specially dressed up. When I thought of the shy look on your face when you looked at my Mr Xinian, I could basically confirm my guess. My mother-in-law brought you here to ask you to fish me, Mr Xinian, right?"    

    

Zhong Yi's face turned black. She looked at Huo Huaien and stood up somewhat angrily. "Young Madame, your words are too unpleasant to hear."    

    

"You still don't admit it at a time like this. Is it interesting?"    

    

Zhong Yi bit her lips, "I, I don't know anything. I just came to deliver the soup. Please don't humiliate me."    

    

"Okay. Then you can continue to deliver the soup. I really want to see when your Sima Zhao's heart is going to be exposed." Huo Huaien picked up her chopsticks and continued to eat.    

    

Zhong Yi stared at Huo Huaien for a moment before focusing her attention on the space between her brows.    

    

All along, she had clearly performed very well.    

    

She had never mentioned Mo Xinian in front of Huo Huaien and had never said that she wanted to see this person.    

    

But how did this woman know... that she had her own motives?    

    

If she could not complete the task given to her by her godmother, then even if she came here every day, it would not help...    

    

She turned around and looked out of the window.    

    

She saw Mo Xinian and Mo's mother walking in one after another.    

    

She looked at her aunts who were still busy in the kitchen.    

    

She made up her mind. She quickly grabbed the porcelain bowl with chicken soup on the table and poured it on herself.    

    

Then she threw the bowl to Huo Huaien's side.    

    

The bowl of soup hit the ground and shattered.    

    

Zhong Yi carried her clothes. She shouted, "Ah, it's so hot."    

    

When the auntie in the kitchen heard the sound and came out, the door outside the door was pushed open.    

    

Mo Xinian looked at the situation at the table and walked straight to Huo Huaien's side.    

    

"What's going on?"    

    

Mo's mother also ran in at this time and came to Zhong Yi's side with a frown. "What's going on, Yi."    

    

Zhong Yi's forehead was full of sweat from the pain and looked at Huo Huaien with grievance.    

    

"Godfather Ma, this matter has nothing to do with Young Madame. It was I who accidentally spilled the soup bowl."    

    

Mo's mother looked sideways and saw the broken porcelain bowl at Huo Huaien's feet. She could not help but say with a cold face, "Huaien, what did you do?"    

    

Huo Huaien stood up coldly. For the first time, her expression was as cold as death.    

    

This acting was really terrible.    

    

"Mom, I didn't do anything. Didn't Zhong Yi already make it very clear just now? She was the one who spilled the soup bowl. "Why did you ask me what I did?"    

    

Mo's mother looked at Huo Huaien. This was the first time she had seen such a distant look on the face of this child who smiled brightly every day.    

    

When she wanted to say something, she heard Mo Xinian say, "In the future, you are not welcome in our family. You can leave now."    

    

Zhong Yi said with grievance, "Young Madame, I can pretend that I did not hear those words that you humiliated me just now, but I will explain it one last time. I came here for absolutely no purpose. It is purely because my godmother cares too much about your health that she wants to help her godmother. If you insist on saying that I am bad, I will admit it. But I hope that you do not have any estrangement with my godmother because of this. After all, you are still daughter-in-law."    

    

"Shut up," Mo Xinian said with a fierce look in his eyes. "It is not your turn to lecture my wife."    

    

Mo's mother snorted. "Mo Xinian, Mo Xinian, just protect her. I want to see how long you can be so arrogant. Wait for the whole world. What a joke! " You can't laugh when you don't even have a child. "Fine, let's go."    

    

Huo Huaien closed her eyes. She really had been holding it in.    

    

She felt that since she was not in good health and could not pass down the generations for Mr Xinian, and she was not willing to break up with Mr Xinian, she should bear the malice of Mr Xinian's parents.    

    

But she did not expect that no matter how much she endured, the people who wanted to bully her would not hold back because of her concession.    

    

Since that was the case, why should she endure any longer?    

    

"Stop right there."    

    

When Huo Huaien spoke, Mo's mother and Zhong Yi, who had just walked a few steps with the kitchen auntie's support, stopped.    

    

Both of them turned around and looked at the two of them.    

    

Zhong Yi still had a painful look on her face, as if her burns were very serious.    

    

Huo Huaien walked in front of the two of them, "Madam Mo, Zhong Yi, since everyone is here today, it is better for both of you to speak clearly."    

    

This was the first time Huo Huaien called Mo's mother in such a distant tone since she was born.