Chapter 712 (1/2)

Mo didn't reply to her words, but moved his eyebrows expressionless. He looked at her coldly: ”how does it feel to smash the cake?”

“……” Yiyi didn't dare to look up. He didn't know what to say at all. He could only reluctantly answer: ”it's ok Mo always feels happy... ”

Ink depth of field low smile: ”I am happy?”

”Yes Yes As long as you are happy, Mr. Mo...... ” Yiyi nodded incoherently.

”I want to be happy, but I have to pay a price.”

Yiyi heard Mo Jingshen's cold voice, which only she could feel. She didn't know how she could provoke such a God. She didn't know what to do.

What's more flustered in my heart is, isn't jinuan really his wife?

Suddenly, Mo depth of field points to another seven layer cake placed in the window which is closest to here. He motioned to the clerk with his eyes to push the cake over and in front of her.

Yiyi's eyes are stiff, and he looks up to the depth of mo.

”Smash.” The cold words are spewed out in the mouth of the ink depth of field, and his cold eyes have no temperature at all.

Yiyi trembled: ”here This... ”

Ink depth of field, even a sneer, still seems to be bewitching in the smile: ”you don't mean, as long as I'm happy?”

”But here...”

”Smash!” Mo didn't give her another chance to say a word. He gave her a sharp look.

Yiyi was stunned, but he did not dare to neglect under his icy eyes. He reached out to hold the seven layers of heavy cake. Because of the holding action, he got cream on his body, but he did not dare to say another word. After several decades of hesitation, he bit his teeth severely under his eyes, and suddenly fell the whole cake directly to the ground.

Two huge cakes fell to the ground. Cream and cake were spread in large pieces. The ground was in a mess. The cream sweetness in the air was not sweet at all, but the silent smoke was approaching.

Seeing the broken cake on the ground, the shop assistants are afraid to speak. Yiyi's husband is afraid to speak at this moment, even a word of maintenance.

And the movement here attracted the eyes of passers-by outside, many people began to watch outside.

”Continue.”

The deep sound of the ink field was cold, and I glanced at dozens of cakes in the cake shop, many of which were to be taken today and some of which were newly made several days ago.

Those shop assistants saw Mo Jingshen's eyes and guessed his meaning, but no one dared to speak again, and no one dared to stop the development of the situation.

At first, the shop assistants didn't know who Mo was, but the person in charge of the shop was so servile to him. Obviously, it should be the owner behind the island. It's said that the owner of the island is mo, which should be his real dignity.

Who dares to provoke this God? I just don't want to mix up in Argentina and this land and gold island!

”Mr. Mo, here It's enough to smash one This... ”