The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

"It's okay!" Mo Jingxuan glanced at An Haoyi, who was acting like a treasure, with disgust, feeling that he was too noisy.

If his concert had not been confirmed without any problems, it would not have been the first one in this city.

He just got excited and wanted to postpone or cancel the concert.

But thinking about it, I realized that this was simply impossible. The venue and time had been determined half a year ago, and now more than a dozen concerts were sold out, so there was no way he could move the time again.

It's just that the little guy's parents suddenly went abroad together. No normal company would make such unreasonable arrangements for employees who are parents.

The only explanation is that Xiao Liyan used a golden finger, so she started taking action so early? !

But it makes sense when you think about it, after all, she has always been impatient.

It's a pity that in the memory of the original owner of his body, there are not many things about the original owner of Xiao Liyan, and he has basically forgotten everything about the network matching circle.

So if he wanted to know what Xiao Liyan was going to do, he still had to find clues himself.

Now that she has memories in this life, there is nothing she can do to let her complete the mission alone.

As for those who want to make things difficult for her, he will not give them a chance to do the mission!

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"You brat, you're back so soon?" Mo Jingxuan's mother had just cut the fruit plate when she saw her son opening the door and walking in. She couldn't help but laugh and joke.

"Yeah. I'm just going to stay in City B for a week and spend more time with her." Mo Jingxuan's tone was flat, showing a touch of alienation.

Although his body was born from the woman in front of him, he is no longer the real Mo Jingxuan. Naturally, he cannot be affectionate and can only maintain the most basic respect.

But fortunately, Mo Jingxuan himself has a cold temperament. During the two or three years of alienation, Lin Wanting just treated her as a child and became more calm.

Fortunately, the little girl next door can make her son look more popular.

Passing the fruit plate in her hand to Mo Jingxuan, Lin Wanting waved her hand in disgust, "Go and wait on your little wife. Don't disturb me watching TV here."

Mo Jingxuan nodded indifferently, knocked on his closed door, waited for a long time, and saw no sound, then opened the door and walked in.

"Aren't you doing your homework? Why are you playing with the computer?" Mo Jingxuan's deep, magnetic voice sounded unhurriedly.

Although they were words of accusation, they were said full of indulgence and pampering.

Luo Liyan was startled by him and quickly stood up to block the computer screen, "You...why are you back?!"

"Come back and review your homework for you." Mo Jingxuan took two steps forward with the fruit plate in hand, and saw his little girl looking like a kitten with exploded fur.

"Wait a minute, have you washed your hands before you come back and bring the food? Is it dirty?"

"I just held a plate and didn't touch the food. Are you afraid of getting upset?!" Mo Jingxuan saw her clumsy attempt to hide it and couldn't help but chuckle, "Why are you so afraid that I will find you reading on the computer? What? Could it be some unspeakable island nation action blockbuster?"

The playful teasing made Luo Liyan's face turn red with embarrassment, but she raised her chin unconvinced and glared at the man who was so handsome to a new height.