Rebirth of a Village Girl novel Chapter 1282

Chapter 1282: 314: Incredible!

What?

As soon as those words left his mouth, the people at the table thought they were hearing things.

Mr. Adrian from F Country actually addressed Mo Qishen as Mr. Mog?

Not only did Adrian refer to Mo Qishen as Mr. Mog, but he also humbly called himself a junior in front of Old Master Mo…

This is Adrian!

The top figure in the southern region of F Country!

The insignificant Mo Family means nothing in front of him!

What is going on?

Must be a misheard hallucination!

Surely it’s a hallucination!

How could this possibly be real?

Mo Qishen nodded, “Mr. Adrian is right. Dad, Mom, please have a seat.”

He had always been proud and unyielding; even the top figure in the southern region had to bow and scrape before him.

Old Master Mo looked at Mo Qishen in confusion.

Why did this boy have the demeanor of someone who is truly Mr. Mog, someone in charge?

Old Master Mo felt like he was dreaming.

If he wasn’t dreaming, then it must be Mo Qishen who was dreaming.

Mo Qishen!

The sixth son of the Mo Family!

The infamous good-for-nothing of the Mo Family was actually Mr. Mog?

If this isn’t a dream, then what is it?

As Old Master Mo and Old Madam Mo had yet to recover from the shock, Adrian continued, “Old Master, make yourself comfortable. This junior offers his respects first.”

After finishing his sentence, Adrian drained his glass of wine in one go.

At that moment, Old Master Mo also came to his senses, took a sip from his glass, his expression oddly peculiar.

The faces of others at the table grew even more impossibly complicated.

Especially Zhao Jingrong.

Mo Qishen is Mr. Mog?

How could this be!

Isn’t Mr. Mog supposed to be Mo Baichuan?

No, it can’t be! It can’t be!

It’s impossible for this to be true!

Zhao Jingrong tightened her grip on her chopsticks, her fingers turning slightly pale from using too much force.

But what happened next completely crushed Zhao Jingrong’s spirits.

Because more and more people began approaching to toast Mo Qishen.

“Mr. Mog, congratulations on your wedding with Miss Ni. Wishing you a lifetime of happiness and early blessings of children.”

“Thank you,” Mo Qishen raised his glass.

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