An Ning kicked her hard again. "Shut up!"

"Damn..." Yu Jingxi complained.

An Ning kept apologizing to Mo Ang. "Look, if you want to vent your anger, you don't have to do it. I've already done it for you. Just let him go, okay?"

Mo Ang stared at An Ning's little face, and his deep pupils were flashing with evil light, and he said with ulterior motives. "It's not impossible to let him go. Then come to the private room, drink, and apologize to me!"

"Okay!" An Ning agreed without saying a word.

Mo Ang let go of his hand and let go of Yu Jingxi.

"Cough cough..." Yu Jingxi covered her painful belly and coughed vigorously.

Just now, not only was he kicked by his sister-in-law, but he was almost cut off by this Mo Ang.

Mo'ang walked in front, An Ning followed closely behind.

She must pay for this apology today.

"An Ning, you can't go for him, come with me!" Yu Jingxi stepped forward to snatch people.

However, he was harassed by several bodyguards.

Yu Jingxi was a serious businessman and he was okay to fight nonsense. However, when he met such a professional security person, he had no choice at all.

So he could only watch An Ning leave, while he himself was taken into the elevator and kept going down.

...

An Ning and Mo Ang walked into the private room, and soon the waiter walked in with a glass of wine and red wine.

In 1982, Lafite opened two bottles at the right time.

"Do you like drinking?" Mo Ang, who was sitting on the sofa, crossed his legs, looking at An Ning with a look of joy and anger.

An Ning took a deep breath, wondering how sarcastic this person was?

Didn’t he ask her to drink and apologize? Why is he said now that she likes drinking very much?

"I don't like it much, but today's thing is that the Yu family is wrong. I punish myself for three cups and apologize." An Ning poured a cup of Lafite and was about to drink it.

Mo Ang looked at her brightly and said in a very cold voice. "Drink it when you say it. If I hadn't eaten your milk, it would be hard to believe that you are a woman in the breastfeeding period!"

An Ning's face turned red. "Mr. Mo, I think we have agreed that the past will be over. We should not mention it. Why do you still mention this matter!"

Mo Ang snatched the wine glass from her hand, raised it high, and drank it all in one go. "Because you are not good, how can you not feed your daughter? She cried so sadly!"

"How do you know?" An Ning looked at him in surprise.

"The phone was not hung up when the child cried." Mo Ang stared at her eyes with condemnation.

An Ning suddenly realized that, yes, she did not hang up the phone at that time.

Mo Ang suddenly grabbed her jaw and said in a commanding tone. "I tell you that the child must be well fed. Please drink less and be your breastfeeding woman, otherwise I will not let you go!"

An Ning really felt that his request was too strange, especially the thrilling familiarity that revealed her on him, which made An Ning look at him with a skeptical look. "Mr. Mo An...Where are you from? Are you mixed-race? Did you know me a long time ago? Are you...are you...are you...an amnesia or disfigured!"

An Ning lost her mind and asked everything she thought about.
Chapter completed!