"Momo, stop jumping, come and meet Mr. Zhao."

Yan Mo just finished dancing, but someone forced him out of the dance floor.

The one who pulled her was not someone else, but her second aunt An Qiuling.

Yan Mo closed her eyes and looked cold, "Second Aunt, is there anything wrong?"

"Momo, this is Mr. Zhao, what I told you before. Mr. Zhao's bride price has been delivered to your home. You should also express your feelings, don't let Mr. Zhao feel sad."

Yan Mo looked up and saw a man with a big belly and an extremely greasy greasy look standing there looking at him. His obscene eyes made people feel sick.

"Mr. Zhao, do you see when is it appropriate to get a marriage certificate with Momo?"

An Qiuling smiled.

Yan Pengtao walked over with two glasses of red wine and handed it to Mr. Zhao, "Mr. Zhao, we will be in-laws in the future. Momo is young, has a arrogant temper and likes to be cute. You can forgive me."

The incident happened suddenly and inexplicably, and everyone on the dance floor stopped and stared at it intently.

Yan Mo frowned slightly, what do they mean?

"Yan Mo, you... are you going to marry Mr. Zhao?"

A man who had just pursued Yan Mo was stunned.

Mr. Zhao is old enough to be Yan Mo's father.

Yan Mo quickly came to his senses, squinted his eyes, and smiled: "Second Auntie is afraid that she has made a mistake. You can sell your daughter, after all, you gave birth to it. You have this qualification, and selling your niece is illegal."

She never expected that this top-notch couple would want her to marry Mr. Zhao, who had just died.

Yan Mo's words were straightforward and bold, leaving no room for Yan Pengtao and his wife.

However, now that Yan Mo has no backer, they are not afraid. Yan Pengtao looked at Yan Mo with dissatisfaction, "Momo, Mr. Zhao has always liked you, you know that, and you talked to Mr. Zhao before, and agreed to Mr. Zhao's proposal in front of us. Mr. Zhao's dowry has been delivered to his home. How can you want to repent without trust? "

"Momo, be obedient, go to Mr. Zhao."

Yan Pengtao took the airs of an elder.

Everyone was blown up now.

Someone couldn't help asking: "Mr. Yan, what's going on? Yan Mo is going to marry Mr. Zhao?"

Yan Pengtao turned his head to look at the man, nodded, and the old god said, "That's right. Before Momo's parents passed away, Mr. Zhao also helped with many things. Mr. Zhao is very concerned about our Momo."

"Now Momo is alone, arrogant and can't deal with things in life at all, so I feel at ease with Mr. Zhao by my side."

"But Mr. Yan, this...their age difference is too big."

"That's right, and Mr. Yan, you want to take care of Yan Mo personally. There are many people here who are Yan Mo's suitors. Don't your Yan family consider it?"

Such a sharp question is actually slapping Yan Pengtao in the face.

However, Yan Pengtao has been used to shamelessness over the years, and over time it will be nothing. Faced with the other party's deliberately ridicule, Yan Pengtao immediately laughed, "You young people are still too young to rest. It's better for Momo to be with Mr. Zhao."

"Momo, go quickly."

An Qiuling suddenly pushed Yan Mo.

Yan Mo's body was unstable and fell towards Mr. Zhao.

Seeing this, Mr. Zhao immediately stretched out his hand and wanted to eat the beauty's tofu in public.
Chapter completed!