A Sweet Marriage Is Worth Billions: Mysterious Young Master Moh's Cute and Sweet Wife

“What do you mean? You make it sound like you had children before.” Li Ruyan changed her seductive posture and stood up slightly to take a grape and then put it in her mouth.

Lin Qinghui’s face turned pale as if someone had poked her acupoint.

“Enough. It’s rare for my grandson to bring people back. Can’t you guys stop?” Ye Feng said sternly. As soon as she finished speaking, the hall fell silent.

“Chengjing, come over to Grandma.” Ye Feng stretched out her hand, gesturing for her to come over.

Shen Chengjing stood up. Although she didn’t understand why Ye Feng beckoned her, she still walked over. Ye Feng stretched out her hand and untied the necklace on her neck. “This necklace once saved my life. Now, I’m giving it to you. Although it’s not very valuable, I hope that you and my third grandson will live happily until old age.”

“Grandma, this is too valuable. I can’t take it.” Shen Chengjing panicked when she heard that it was the necklace that saved her life.

Li Ruyan’s expression turned ugly as she watched the situation unfold. This necklace had not only saved Ye Feng’s life, but also represented some prosperity. Now, she was giving it to Shen Chengjing in the open. It was like she was pampering her even more.

“San Er is back?” At this moment, a middle-aged man walked in with a briefcase.

Today was the Moh Family’s family get-together. He heard that Moh Yanchen would be back, so he naturally ended all the banquets and came back early.

When Lin Qinghui heard the voice, a smile appeared on her luxurious face. “Hubby, San Er is married.”

“Married? Nonsense, how can a marriage be child’s play?” Moh Chenghuan said sternly, putting his briefcase aside.

“Mother.”

He walked forward and served Ye Feng tea, only to find Shen Chengjing sitting beside his mother.

“What nonsense? I think this marriage is going well.” Ye Feng did not take his tea. Instead, she looked at him and reached out to pull Shen Chengjing along. “Let’s go and relax with Grandma.”

“Hubby, since San Er likes her, let him be. In this era, it’s good that he has someone he likes. Everything else is secondary. I think Chengjing is a good child too.” Lin Qinghui quickly went up and did Moh Chenghuan’s filial work.

Moh Chenghuan still couldn’t accept it, but then he heard Li Ruyan making sarcastic remarks again.

“What do you mean by it’s good that he likes her? You’re still his adoptive mother.”

“You!”

“Shut up. What’s with all the noise this afternoon? It’s rare for our family to have a gathering in the first place. Don’t make Father unhappy,” Moh Chenghuan said in a deep voice. The person he respected the most in his heart was none other than Moh Yan.

The hall was filled with joy and harmony after that.

In the study on the second floor, the atmosphere was solemn. Moh Yan sat on the main seat, with his sharp black eyes looking at his grandson.

“What’s going on?”

Moh Yanchen sat on the pearwood chair, looking at his grandfather’s furious face. His slender fingers were tightly clasped on the armrest, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a thin line. “Grandfather, I know what I’m doing.”

“Know what you’re doing? Getting married to a random woman from outside? What’s wrong with you?” Moh Yan said sternly.

Moh Yanchen was his proud grandson. Moh Yan had placed all of his hopes on him. He had initially planned to let him marry the commander’s daughter, but he did not expect him to marry another woman secretly. So, how could he not be angry?

“She suits my heart.”

“Heart? I just asked someone to investigate. How long have you known her? And you’re already living together? How can a woman enter my Moh Family with such an unknown background?” Moh Yan said sternly. His eyes were burning with uncontrollable anger.

“Grandfather, I’ve decided on her.” Moh Yanchen narrowed his eyes and continued in a deep voice, “Regarding what you said last time, I promise you.”