Chapter 14: Profit (1/2)

Tan Mo accidentally hit them by mistake and pitted them.

When Xu Mingzhen saw Tan Mo actually sitting at the main table, he immediately became nervous, and said to Tan Wenci, ”I'm going to bring Momo back.”

”Don't go.” Tan Wenci stopped Xu Mingzhen, ”I am afraid that it is because Wei Keri also made a mistake, so Wei Zhiqian apologized on behalf of Wei Ke. We have to bring Momo back, but it will make people misunderstand us because Will not forgive.”

Xu Mingzhen sighed, his gaze still fell on Tanmo's body at the main table, and he couldn't take it back: ”I'm just afraid that Mo Mo will be there alone and will not be constrained. There are no people she knows at that table, even if it is. Wei Zhiqian has only met once before. She is there, and we can't take care of her.”

”We Momo have a good personality, likable, and will not be wronged.” Tan Wenci was not at ease, but he could only comfort his wife in this way, ”It's Wei Keri, I think you should dispel the thought of training their childhood sweethearts.”

Hearing his father's words, he talked about everything and immediately took the opportunity to say: ”Mom, don't let Mo Mo play with Wei Keri in the future. Now that he is so young, he can help others to bully Mo Mo for his own benefit. Mo has a childhood sweetheart relationship with him, and the two will be together in the future. At that time, what we will harvest is a scumbag who helps outsiders to persecute his wife for profit.”

”It's true that the words of playing chess are correct.” Tan Wen agreed, ”I can't let our precious daughter be wronged by Wei Keri.”

Xu Mingzhen sighed: ”Nothing happened before, just playing between children. I think Ke Li is quite good at taking care of others. Even if he doesn't develop his lover in the future, it would be nice to be an older brother. . Who knows that the child is so young, he is so good-for-nothing.”

After all the talk, it is rare to have a serious face: ”Mo Mo already has three of our brothers, no other brothers are needed.”

Xu Mingzhen smiled and said: ”It is said that three-year-olds are older. Although Wei Keri is 10 years old, he already has his own judgment at this age, not to mention that he is in the Wei family and cannot be measured by an ordinary 10-year-old child. He is like this now, and I don't worry about leaving Momo to take care of him.”

Xu Mingzhen made a promise: ”Don't worry, I won't match him with Mo Mo again in the future. More than that, I will let Mo Mo play with him.”

The three Tan brothers nodded in relief.

It feels good to clean up the first splash of cow dung in my sister's life.

Wei Keri returned to his parents. Seeing his parents' sullen expressions, Wei Keri shrank and said in a low voice, ”Dad, Mom, I'm sorry.”

”The object of your apology is not us.” Li Xiangrong reprimanded in a low voice with hatred of iron and steel. ”Last time you made Tan Mo aggrieved and said to apologize today. Did you apologize?”

Wei Keri whispered with a guilty conscience: ”I wanted to apologize. Who knows that just happened to happen to me, so I didn't care about it...”

Li Xiangrong was almost going to be fainted by his own son.

In this way, how can she count on him?

”I didn't apologize? What happened last time hasn't ended yet, and today I helped the Qin family's sisters to bully Tanmo together!” Li Xiangrong was so angry that he almost passed away.

Of course, even if Wei Keri apologized in time.

But as soon as the front foot finished saying I'm sorry, he immediately helped outsiders to bully Tanmo.

That apology has become meaningless, and on the contrary, people will no longer believe his so-called apology in the future.

”I...I was thinking, Qin Murong might marry her younger uncle in the future, so she will be the wife of the Patriarch in the future. Anyway, we should have a good relationship with Qin Murong first. Besides, it's just a little thing for a baby, no It's necessary to make such a fuss.” Wei Keri explained.

Wei Zhijian couldn't believe that such a stupid child in front of him turned out to be his son.

”Who told you that Qin Murong will be the wife of my Wei family in the future? Did the second elder admit it, or did your third grandfather and grandma admit it? Or did your uncle say it himself?” Wei Zhijian asked in a deep voice. The son asked Wei Keri to stop.