Mo Jin looked at Wufu with dark and deep eyes, as if it were natural, "I'll help you."

"I don't want your help. You can leave quickly and go wherever you come from, otherwise you can't even get away if you want to leave later." Wu Fu said, and quickly looked at his family.

A man suddenly appeared, and I don’t know what his family would think, and she doesn’t know how to explain the relationship between her and Mo Jin.

Actually, don’t wait for a while, you can’t get out of here.

While they were talking, even the eyes of the rest of the family were fixed on them.

Tian Cuilian had already walked over. She circled around Mo Jin and nodded several times.

Just as Wufu was about to speak out, Tian Cuilian snatched in front of her, "By the way, who is this young man?"

Before Mo Jin could answer, Tian Cuilian looked at Wufu again, "Fubao, do you know each other?"

"know."

“Don’t know.”

Wufu and Mo Jin answered two different answers at the same time.

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help laughing.

Tian Cuilian also laughed, "Do you recognize me?"

"I don't know." Wu Fu said, glaring at Mo Jin fiercely, signaling him not to talk nonsense.

Mo Jin didn't continue, but he looked at the old lady with grievance and quickly glanced at Wufu, saying that Wufu would not let him speak.

Seeing this, Tian Cuilian laughed and waved her hand to Mo Jin, "Young man, don't be afraid, say whatever you want. My Fubao just has a loud voice, she is actually gentle."

Can the word gentleness be used on Lian Wufu?

Lian's family glanced at the old lady, then looked at Lian Wufu again, blinked her eyes, and the old lady's words seemed to be a bit contrary to her conscience.

Even Wufu herself looked down at herself. Is she gentle?

Of course, even if she is not gentle, she will not admit it herself, and she will not speak anymore.

But Mo Jin had something to say. He looked at Wufu with a little smug look in his eyes. When he looked at Tian Cuilian again, he said softly with a little humility in his eyes, "Grandma, Fubao and I are not familiar with each other. But Fubao's clothes were torn before, so I told her when I saw it."

"The surname is Mo..." Wufu gritted his teeth. Why did he say this? Are there nothing else they can say?

Also, who asked him to call him Fubao? Are they very familiar with him? Did he call Fubao?

Also, why did he call Tian Cuilian and grandma so naturally?

Sure enough, even the family reacted so much when they heard this.

Immediately, the eldest brother Lian Weihao looked at Mo Jin with anger, "The clothes are torn, how can the good clothes be torn?"

"You saw it?" The second brother Lian Weimin also frowned at him, as if as long as Mo Jin must bully Wufu.

"Hurry up and tell me what's going on, and honestly tell me." The third brother and the fourth brother were both staring at Mo Jin.

Even Tian Yan, who usually doesn't deal with Wufu, had sharp eyes.

Wufu knew the temperament of his brothers. If he really felt that she was bullied by Mo Jin, he might not be able to get out of this door today.

Therefore, Wufu quickly explained, "No matter what his business is, my clothes were a little smaller and I was squeezed to break the threads. He just woke me up, there was nothing else."

Seeing that Wufu had come forward, the brothers breathed a sigh of relief. They took a step back, and Mo Jin also breathed a sigh of relief.

This time, Tian Cuilian, who has always been nervous about Wufu, was not so nervous. She signaled her grandsons to go away, then raised her eyebrows and glanced at Wufu and Mo Jin, "Isn't it still familiar?"
Chapter completed!