Qi Zijin is still light: "I don't think there's anything to say, grandfather, it's my personal thing to get sick. I don't need to take this kind of thing to deprive everyone of their sympathy."

"How can it be compassion? If we knew you were sick, we would have let you have an operation for a long time. We would not have waited until then. Look how dangerous it is! In case... "

Master Mo did not dare to imagine such a thing.

Qi Zijin is still a faint smile: "so what? Your eldest grandson is determined to use me to recapture your Mohist School and your second grandson. He even spared no expense in artificial insemination in my body to preserve his position. I have always been a tool in your Mohist school. What's the relationship between surgery and death? "

Qi Zijin seldom says such words, it is really too sad, just like this.

Master Mo looked at her, and his face was hard to see.

Yes, this is the Mohist war, but it hurts the innocent.

The source of all this is mo Laozi's fault.

"Qi Zijin, my grandfather has thought a lot in the past two years. We Mohists are sorry for you, so I think well. This time you come here, I'm going to give you 50% of my equity."

If Qi Zijin had a little affection for him before, then it's completely gone now.

She stood up with a cold face.

"Master Mo, even you want to use me at this time? You just want me to control the two of them by doing this. I'll make it a little worse. You don't know how long you will live. You can't even manage the rest. Of course, I can understand your plan for Mohism, but what do you take me for? "

"You give me the equity, and the next two people will fight for me and my equity. You, or you want me to make a decision, Mr. Mo, do you still have the heart?"

Qi Zijin's these duties have no problem, Mo master son really has this aspect plan.

But

"Qi Zijin, more than that, I want to make it up to you. You were born for us Mohist school. Even now he doesn't want to admit it, but sooner or later he has to recognize his ancestors. Don't I even leave something for him?"

Qin Beicheng sat there, tapping his fingers on the table intentionally or unintentionally.

"Yaoyao's father is a man who is not recognized by Mohism and has a deep blood feud with Mohism. Do you think he will take it after he knows the truth?"

Master Mo squinted at him.

The atmosphere fell into a deadlock.

After a while, master Mo said, "although you are Yao Yao's parents, you are not qualified to make this decision instead of him. Why don't you sign it first, Zijin? If you wait for Yao Yao to grow up, he is sure not to, and you can't come back again."

This sentence seems to be very convincing, but what makes Qi Zijin waver is not what master Mo said, but something else.

Qi Zijin picked up the pen and signed the name directly on it.

Master Mo nodded with a smile: "yes, it's very good. Zijin, I'm very happy that you can understand!"

Qi Zijin feels the anger from Qinbei City, but since she has signed it, there is no room for regret. Of course, she does not regret it.

"Grandfather, if you call me here just for this matter, then the matter has been solved. Can I leave first?"