Old Mo, eating fish in a courtyard house, reigning supreme in Hong Kong.

Chapter 397: Ye Zimei is pregnant. Princess Anne is angry.

Upon hearing this, Shalim's face turned green.

"Lieutenant Durman, this is our Duke's enemy. Are you really not going to give him any face at all?"

Durman decisively replied, "I'm sorry, I can't give you that face. This is a direct order from the Secretary of Defense, and even if your Duke George came, it wouldn't work."

They've already said so much, what else is there to say?

"Very well, Lieutenant Durman, I will report today's events to our Duke truthfully. I hope you won't regret it."

Durman waved his hand and said, "Suit yourself, and don't bother seeing me out."

Shalim had no choice but to leave with his men.

As he left, he glared at Lao Mo with resentment.

That damned yellow pig ruined him. If he goes back like this, Duke George will probably scold him to death.

But there was nothing he could do; he had truly done his best!

As soon as Salim left, Durman immediately came up and saluted Old Mo.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, you've been startled. We are sent by Defense Minister Peter. I am Lieutenant Durman."

From now on, we will protect your safety 24 hours a day. Please feel free to give any further instructions, Mr. Chen.

This is like a dog trying to catch a mouse—meddling in other people's business!

Do I need your protection?

It's true that Cao Pi's father-in-law didn't say anything, and Zhen Ji's father was speechless.

This isn't protecting him; it's more like monitoring him.

"Lieutenant Dueman, thank you so much for protecting me. The enemy is gone now, you can go back. Thank you!"

Old Mo spoke to him in a very friendly manner.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, our orders are to provide you with 24-hour close protection. Therefore, we cannot return. We hope you can understand."

Old Mo was even more speechless.

"I told you, I don't need your protection. Please leave immediately. Okay."

"I'm sorry, Mr. Chen. We really can't go back. If we go back now and something happens to you, we'll be punished."

"That's what Durman said sincerely."

"Okay."

Old Mo had no choice but to say, "Fine. Then take me back!"

"Yes."

Dolman quickly waved for their car to come over.

Old Mo waved to the driver who was taking him home and said, "You can go back now. It's enough that they're taking me home."

Upon hearing this, the driver felt as if he had been granted a pardon.

"Thank you, thank you, Mr. Chen."

With that, the guy stepped on the gas and sped away.

Old Mo got into Dolman's car, and Dolman sat in the front passenger seat.

The convoy slowly began to move.

Old Mo said to Dolman, "Lieutenant Dolman, I have no objection to you protecting me. However, when we return to the hotel, you can only stay outside; you are not allowed to enter my room. Understand?"

Durman quickly replied, "Okay, Mr. Chen. We won't disturb your life."

He was already thanking God and Jesus for Old Mo's willingness to cooperate.

Old Mo said coldly, "Without my permission, you are not allowed to enter my room. Unless it's something special, you are not allowed to disturb my life. You just need to stand guard outside, okay?"

"Yes. I understand."

Back at the hotel, Lao Mo went into his room and closed the door.

Then, in a flash, he entered the space.

Inside the space, the two women were building a house!

As soon as they saw Lao Mo come in, the two women immediately came to greet him.

"Old Mo, look, this is the house I'm building. It's already halfway done. I'm planning to finish it today. How's that? Not bad, right?"

As soon as Ye Zimei arrived, she grabbed Lao Mo and started to boast.

Old Mo smiled and said, "Well done. I was also thinking of building a small villa here. I didn't expect you to be faster than me."

Ye Zimei pouted and said, "What can I do? I'm so bored all alone in Thailand."

Old Mo asked, "Did Wu Shih-hao call you? Did he say when he'd arrive?"

Ye Zimei nodded and said, "I called. He said he'll be taking a flight tomorrow, and he should arrive by noon tomorrow."

"Okay. Once they arrive, hand over your work to them, and you'll be free."

Ye Zimei nodded, took Lao Mo's arm, and said, "I'll follow you around every day then."

Old Mo smiled and said, "That won't do. I'm with Old Ying right now, so it's inconvenient for me to bring you along."

Ye Zimei pouted, looking unhappy.

"I was going to tell you some good news! But since you're not taking me, I won't tell you."

"What good news do you have?"

Old Mo curled his lip and said with great disdain.

Upon hearing this, Ye Zimei became even more displeased.

"Hmph, I think I'm pregnant. You're going to be a dad. Isn't that good news?"

"Huh? Really?"

Upon hearing this, Old Mo was truly delighted.

He grabbed Ye Zimei and spun her around on the ground.

Old Mo is a big fan of children. He wishes he could have a whole football team.

After so much hard work, I've finally reaped the rewards. How could I not be happy?

"Put me down! Hey, hey, hey, put me down!"

Ye Zimei was speechless. Was it really necessary to be this happy?

Old Mo spun her around twice more before putting her down. Then he cupped her face and gave her a big kiss.

"Wife, you're the best. You're a great contributor to the Chen family. Haha..."

"Once we've finished things in Thailand, I'll take you back to Hong Kong for a checkup. You absolutely must give me a big, healthy son."

Ye Zimei said unhappily, "I can't guarantee that. Who knows if it'll be a boy or a girl! It depends on you, not me."

"Yes, yes, I'll be happy whether it's a boy or a girl. Really, I misspoke. Look, Yao Yao is a girl, isn't she?"

Have I ever been unhappy? Don't worry, I really won't be unhappy. As long as you're willing to have the baby. Haha…”

As Lao Mo spoke, he picked her up and spun her around again.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? Princess Anne is still here!"

Upon hearing this, Old Mo calmed down and looked at Princess Anne with embarrassment.

Princess Anne came up and took Old Murdoch's arm.

"Honey, I want to have a son for you too."

Old Mo put an arm around her and said, "Don't worry, I'll give you a king. Hahahaha..."

Princess Anne was immediately shocked upon hearing this.

"Honey, do you want me to be king?"

Old Mo nodded, saying matter-of-factly, "Of course. Who do you think is better suited to be king, you or your brother?"

Princess Anne certainly knew that it would be better for her to be king. After all, she now possessed special abilities.

But what about her older brother?

She and her older brother have a really good relationship.

"But if I become king, my brother will hate me."

Princess Anne said hesitantly.

Old Mo chuckled and said, "Don't worry, your mother has decades more to work! We don't even know if your brother will outlive her! Why are you worrying about this now?"

"All right!"

Princess Anne said with little interest.

Old Mo changed the subject, saying, "Anne, when I got home just now, Duke George sent his personal guard captain to arrest me. I was angry. Are you angry?"

"What? He's so bold?"

Princess Anne instantly revealed a fierce expression.

Princess Anne was furious that anyone dared to mess with her husband.