Ever since he moved in, Dongfang Yu's temper has become much worse. When he heard what he said, anger rushed to his forehead, and he asked angrily with a black face: "Damn it, who do you think has no brains?"

Coincidentally, when he said this, Mo Hanya walked out of the kitchen and happened to hear the dirty words he said. She frowned, strode up to him, and stretched out a hand in front of his eyes.

Dongfang Yu was confused by her sudden move, "What are you doing? Want to invite me... to dance?"

"Dancing, do you want it to be beautiful?" Mo Hanya raised her hand angrily and hit his forehead hard, "I want you to give me money. I made it very clear at the last meeting. Anyone who says a bad word will be punished."

The fine is one thousand yuan, please pay it quickly."

Hearing this, Dongfang Yu rubbed his painful head and looked at her with tears in his eyes, "Dad didn't give me pocket money. I worked as your bodyguard for half a month and you didn't get paid."

Give it to me, where can I find a thousand yuan to pay the fine?"

At this moment, Dongfang Wang put a smile on his face and said something nice to him, "Haha, Hanya, my brother is a first-time offender, so you should go around him this time."

"No, I'm going to kill the chicken to scare the monkeys." Mo Hanya put her hands on her hips, looking like there was no room for discussion.

"..." The two brothers were speechless.

Mo Zifei, who was silent next to him, looked at the two of them, smiled faintly, and said gently to Mo Hanya: "Sister, don't be angry. I'll just make up for Ah Yu's fine first." With that, he took it from his trouser pocket.

Take out your wallet.

When he said and did this, Dongfang Yu felt deeply that he was humiliated. He glared at him and said loudly and unappreciatively: "**, who wants a pretty boy like you to pretend to be a good person? Get out of here."

"Huh, that's right." Dongfang Wang and Dongfang Yu share the same enemy.

When they said this, Mo Zifei suddenly felt embarrassed and couldn't help but stop taking the money.

Mo Hanya was naturally on Mo Zifei's side and said sternly: "Dongfang Yu, Zifei is kind enough to help you. Just forget it if you don't appreciate it. You even said dirty words to him again. It's so inappropriate. Huh, you just did it again."

You said dirty words, and if you add up the fine you just received, you should pay two thousand yuan right now."

Dongfang Yu listened impatiently, "Uh 7e" and sighed angrily, looking at her tensed face angrily, "Old woman, you are a big star, are you still short of money?"

"Whether I am short of money or not, you have to pay the two thousand yuan fine." Mo Hanya did not give in. "If you don't pay, I will deduct all your salary for this month."

"Uh, you, you, you bully others too much." Dongfang stuttered with lust, finally feeling the feeling of being bullied under someone else's roof.

"Huh." Mo Hanya disagreed, snorted coldly, turned around coolly, and walked into the kitchen to cook dinner with Oriental fans.

As soon as she left, Mo Zifei and the two brothers were left in the hall with big eyes and small eyes. There was a tense atmosphere at all times, with the danger index at hundreds percent and the explosive index at hundreds percent.

…

After dinner, the five of them watched TV together in the hall for a while, chatted for a while, and then went back to their respective rooms to sleep.

Dongfang Fan gave his original bedroom to Mo Zifei, and his bedroom was naturally the living room.

After sleeping on the sofa in the living room for many days, he was still not used to it. The night was already dark, but he just couldn't fall asleep. "Uh." He sighed deeply, got up and walked outside Mo Hanya's bedroom door, lightly

Knock gently on the door.

‘Dong dong dong 7e’

Strangely enough, after knocking on the door several times, she did not wake up in the room. However, the three men in the bedrooms next door heard the knocking on the door, woke up quickly, and quickly opened the door at the same time, with tacit understanding.

Look at him with a look of reproach and contempt.

Mo Zifei's bedroom was opposite Mo Hanya's bedroom. When he opened the door, he was closest to him. He looked at the two brothers who went out with him and said to him coldly: "It's so late, my sister must be asleep."

, What do you want to say to her? Talk to her tomorrow and don’t wake her up.” After that, he returned to the room and closed the door.

The bedrooms of Dongfang Yu and Dongfang Wang were also nearby. The two brothers looked at him with a sense of surveillance.

"Old man, you can't sleep on the sofa, would you like to come into my bedroom and sleep with me?" Dongfang Wang asked kindly with his arms folded on his chest and his lips curled up into a half-smile.

"Dad, if you don't want to sleep next to your brother, you can sleep next to me." Dongfang Yu added expressionlessly.

Dongfang Mi was a little speechless, and said dullly: "No need." After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the hall with a bad look on his face.

The two brothers looked at his back expressionlessly. When they saw that he had walked to the hall, they did not close the door and go to their respective bedrooms to sleep. Instead, they both looked at Mo Hanya's bedroom door and stood at the door of their respective bedrooms for a long time.

After a while, he turned around and entered the house, looking like two loyal patron saints.

The Oriental fan lay down on the sofa, thought for a while, and dialed an overseas phone number with an ugly face...

"Have you found them?"

"I found it yesterday." Wu Hao's calm voice came on the phone.

"Get them over as soon as possible."

"Yes, I will speed up the matter here and take them back to the country next week."

"Okay." After hearing this, Dongfang Mi's face improved slightly, "Wu Hao, thank you."

"..." After hearing that thank you, Wu Hao was stunned for a while and then said with a smile, "Haha, Dongfang Fan, you don't need to say thank you to me. It's my duty to do things for you. I said that back then.

"The kindness of a drop of water will definitely be repaid by a spring of water in the future. What's more, your kindness to me back then was not just a drop of water."

"Hehehe... With you as my old classmate, you as my friend, you as my partner, and you as my subordinate, I have made a lot of money." Dongfang Fan said happily with some emotion.

"Hehehe... let's be with each other."

…

Time passed very quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Mo Zifei was living with them in Mo Hanya's apartment for half a month.

In the past half month, his health was better than before, and his handsome face with a gloomy temperament occasionally showed a happy smile.

Most of the time, he would stay in the apartment. One day, Mo Hanya announced that the three father and son, as her bodyguards, also went out with her. He was the only one left in the large apartment.

He read the information about the art exhibition in boredom for a while, then set up a drawing board on the balcony, thinking about Mo Hanya's increasingly beautiful appearance, waving the brush with a smile on his lips, and concentrated on painting about her...

Unexpectedly, before the painting was finished, there was a sound of opening the door, and Mo Hanya walked into the house first with an ugly face...

Immediately afterwards, the three fathers and sons also entered the door. Each of them looked very unhappy, especially Dongfang Yu and Dongfang Wang. The expressions on their faces were ugly and complicated.

Mo Hanya held a newspaper in her hand and sat on the sofa in the hall. She threw the newspaper titled "Things about Liu Mengmeng's bodyguard's imprisonment" heavily onto the coffee table and glanced at the three people who followed her.

The father and son asked with dark faces: "What on earth is going on? Can any of you explain it to me?"

She was actually quite scary when she was angry. The two brothers were a little scared and did not dare to sit next to her. They both sat timidly on the sofa opposite her and some distance away from her.

Dongfang Mi was worthy of being a father. Even when she was angry, he dared to sit next to her and raised a hand to bravely stroke her back, trying to calm her down.

Mo Hanya was furious, twisted her body displeased, glanced at the two brothers sitting opposite, turned to look at him angrily, "Mi, why are you hiding these things from me?"

"I...I'm afraid you'll be worried." Dongfang Mi was stunned for a moment, then hesitantly said the reason, "I asked Ah Yu and Ah Wang for their opinions. They don't want you to know these things. I have to respect them.

"

"Uh..." She had nothing to say, and remained silent for a while with an ugly look on her face. She picked up the newspaper and looked sternly at the two brothers opposite, who had their heads slightly lowered and neither of them were embarrassed to speak. "The newspaper said that when you were

The reason why you are in jail is that you deceived, engaged in pornographic activities in nightclubs, fought, caused trouble, and intentionally harmed others. I ask you, are these things true?"

"..." The two brothers were silent, neither of them knew how to defend themselves.

"Uh, why are you like this?" Mo Hanya hated iron and was extremely disappointed with them. "Didn't you promise me at the beginning that you would go out and find a job?"

"..."

"..."

The two brothers remained silent. No one wanted to mention those useless things back then.

Neither of them said anything, and the Oriental fan wisely didn't say a word either.

At this time, Mo Zifei left the balcony and walked into the hall to see the two brothers who had their heads slightly lowered and looked like they were being judged. Looking at Mo Hanya's ugly face, he asked in confusion: "Sister, what happened?"

Already? Why are you so angry?"

Before Mo Hanya could answer his words, Dongfang Wang spoke angrily and glared at him with a cold glare, "Mo Zifei, you have nothing to do here, go to the balcony and paint your paintings, don't stay here."

Hypocritical participation.”

How could Mo Zifei be convinced? His face froze, "I am..."

"Go to whichever side is cool. It's not your turn to interrupt here." Dongfang Yu interrupted him angrily, clenching his fists tightly, as if he would be rude to him if he spoke again.

"Zifei, go and paint your painting." Dongfang Mi said gently at this time, with a peaceful look for the first time in a century, "There are some things we don't want you to know."

Is there anything between the four of them that he, Mo Zifei, cannot know?

Mo Zifei felt heavy in his heart and looked at Mo Hanya pleadingly, "Sister..."

"Zifei, go and do your work." Mo Hanya raised her eyes to look at him with sad eyes, and smiled at him without hesitation, "Continue to paint your painting, I will go and see it later."

Seeing the smile she gave him, Mo Zifei's anger suddenly disappeared. He nodded with a smile, turned around and walked out of the hall, walked to the drawing board on the balcony, picked up a pen and started painting with concentration.

"Baby, don't be angry. These are things in the past." After a moment of silence, Dongfang Mi patiently persuaded Mo Hanya. "They are very sad to have these old stories from adulthood dug out. These things are like...

Let’s not mention their scars anymore, okay?”

The two brothers remained silent and did not talk back to her. They seemed to admit their mistakes. Dongfang Mi kept saying nice things to them. Mo Hanya then gradually calmed down. She sighed quietly and sat opposite her.

The two of them said earnestly: "Ah Yu, Ah Wang, don't make these mistakes again in the future. You are still very young. If you make these mistakes again, it will really ruin your life. Some of your tempers will really make you want to

Just change it, don't always be so impulsive when doing certain things."

"Hanya, I understand." Dongfang Wang was the first to nod, and suddenly raised his head and smiled charmingly at her, "Hanya, the reason why you are so angry is because you care about us, right?"

At this time, Dongfang Yu also raised his head, looking at her with two dark handsome eyes without blinking, nervously looking forward to her answer.

Should the answer be yes?

Mo Hanya was suddenly speechless.

Regarding Dongfang Yue and Dongfang Wang, she knew very clearly that she did not feel love for them, but something that seemed like family affection. Sometimes she would love and teach them like younger brothers, and sometimes, she would

She gets along with them like friends, but sometimes, after being moved by them, she wants to rely on them. In short, her feelings for them are a bit complicated, and she can't understand them at all.

She remained silent, and the two brothers' slightly bright expectant expressions gradually dimmed.

Dongfang Mi looked at Mo Hanya's thoughtful expression, blinked secretly, put one arm tightly around Mo Hanya's shoulders, and smiled happily at the two brothers, "Haha, Ah Yu and Ah Wang, sooner or later Hanya and I will
To be continued...