All Chapters of Forceful Marriage: Young Master’s Mute Wife: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

Mo Feitong rolled his eyes as well. He took a deep breath and followed up, saying, "Aren't you ashamed to say that? If you Young Master Ferguson order me to take away all those game machines, I will have a place to settle down."I've moved them here.At the top floor of the private room, there was also a claw machine. Pei Xian and Jane had already sat there to play. When they saw Blake come in, Jane said, "Congratulations, Mr. Fu. You're on a hot search again."She teased and turned back to command Pei Xian to catch a pink octopus.Blake glanced at them coldly and opened the bottle to pour the wine.Mo Feitong was also waiting for him on the first floor. Today, he insisted that Blake come because he wanted to see his "masterpiece".He sat down next to him and pointed at the claw machine, saying, "Others would be angry for a beauty, but our Young Master Ferguson was angry for a dumb girl. Young Master Ferguson, how should you compensate for my loss?"The machine that was placed i

As a man who had been in business for a long time, how could he not have this kind of vigilance?Zheng Tian'er had relied on hype to rise to power. For so many years, she had not failed. However, she had failed because of this incident. There were possibilities. After all, it was not always smooth sailing. However, as a sharp businessman, one had to see the dark side behind the incident.In the past, some female stars wanted to take advantage of Blake's hype. At that time, no one wanted to compare with the wife of the Ferguson, but this time someone boldly brought it up. With the previous rhythm, the fans and anti-fans began to fight with each other when the wind blew.Blake's jet lag hadn't returned yet. He hadn't slept for almost the entire night, and coupled with the fact that he had been working the entire day and drinking, his head was aching terribly.He rubbed his temples, and his narrowed eyes glinted coldly.Zheng Tianer's nemesis, the Fergusons', or him, was trying to ad

Jessica put her mobile phone into her pocket, opened the door, and sat down.There was a BMW SUV parked slightly away from Jessica. Du Ruohan sat in the car and witnessed the whole scene. She stared at the woman's back and held the steering wheel tightly with both hands.She watched her get in the car, and her eyes followed the disappearing car shadow far away. She also wrote down the car number.Thomas moved out and lived alone. She wanted to visit him and buy him some daily necessities. She used to do these things, so she came to the supermarket before going to his house.Over the years, she could clearly feel Thomas and her were getting further and further away from each other. He rarely went back to the old house. If she had not asked Aunt Xiang to call him this time, she might not have been able to see him until the end of the year.And his eyes that stayed on her were getting fewer and fewer, and they were getting lighter and lighter...She had thought that his heart had be

Besides, based on Mo Feitong's idle nature, he would not let it go so easily. It would be better to let him have a meal openly, which would relieve his curiosity.Jessica raised her head and made gestures with the cat stick."I don't want to be visited!"She had heard that the person behind her called her little mute, and she also noticed that the person looked at her mockingly.With her movements, the bell on the cat club rang as if it was complaining about her anger. Blake frowned and stared at her for a while, then said, "It's not like what you think, Mo Feitong..."Thinking that Mo Feitong may also unscrupulously say "the Little Mute", he paused, frowned again, and stopped talking about this topic. He changed his tone and said, Go to cook. I'm hungry."During that time in Spain, he hadn't had a good meal. After returning to China, they continued the cold war and didn't have a proper meal. After the morning meeting, he saw her text message and came back.Jessica saw him go ou

In the afternoon, Blake had nothing to do at the company and did not return. He only told Joe to call him if there was anything.However, he continued to work in the study, but his eyes were fixed on the computer screen and didn't continue to read a few lines of words.He was already a little uncomfortable, and he ate some spicy food at noon. Now his stomach was twitching painfully.The whole room was quiet, which made his pain more obvious.Finally, he couldn't help standing up and went to pour hot water with a cup. When he passed the children's room, he stopped. Through the crack of the door, he saw Jessica leaning on his son's bed to coax him to take a nap.She supported her head with one hand and lay down on the bed. Her hair was tilted down from the side. Her soft eyes were all fixed on her son's pink and tender face. There was a slight smile on her lips, and her other hand patted her son's little body gently.Winson slept soundly, with his chubby hand by his ear. In his sle