Chapter 62

"Uncle, you have hands and feet. If you don't make money, just say here. Please go out. My mother is going to rest."

LAN Enron is a little annoyed at the family now. It's too noisy.

"Well, well, your family has the ability. You wait. I'll go to the court to sue you. I'll take the company back to Tingyi!"

Zhao Xiumei said menacingly, her eyes staring round, her eyebrows standing up, and her face was livid.

"Mom, that's OK. Tingyun and I have worked hard together for years. Only by digging people and pulling investment can we have today. How can you say take it away?"

Li Yueru said reluctantly.

"Why not? You are unkind. I can't be unjust. LAN Tingyun, you're not my son from today on!"

Zhao Xiumei made cruel remarks.

Xu Yanshan pulls her clothes.

If this relationship is broken, there will be no hope in the future.

"Grandma, don't forget that the company was founded by my father, and the legal person is also my father. You can't win. I think the lawyer dares to take your case with a winning rate of zero percent."

LAN Enron's lips were hooked and said with a provocative smile.

"I'll kill you, unfilial thing!"

Zhao Xiumei looked and said that Lan Enron couldn't do it. She raised her hand and wanted to fight.

Suddenly two people came in and grabbed Zhao Xiumei's hand.

"Stop!"

The man with a sharp voice stood in front of Zhao Xiumei. She was stunned and looked up. It was mo San!

"Mo Jinrong!"

Zhao Xiumei threw away his hand, ugly man!

"What are you going to do?"

Mo San asked again.

"Mo Jinrong, how can I say I'm also your grandmother? What does it have to do with you?"

Zhao Xiumei looked at him angrily.

"But I see that you are going to beat the young Mohist grandmother. Do you think it doesn't matter?"

Mo Jin let Mou Zi float to LAN Enron, and said in a cold voice.

"Sure enough, I'm married and supported by someone. LAN Tingyun, wait for me!"

Zhao Xiumei angrily turned and left. LAN Tingyi saw that the old lady had gone and immediately followed up.

There was a moment of silence in the ward.

LAN Enron calmly sat down, opened the Anshen soup and fed it to Li Yueru.

"Master Mo, I'm really sorry just now."

LAN Tingyun apologized and looked embarrassed.

"It's all right. I came to find Enron today. I have something to do."

Mo San said respectfully.

"Enron, you go. I can drink this medicine myself."

Li Yueru said with a bitter smile.

"I'll come, sister."

LAN Yanran then said.

"Yes“

LAN Enron glanced at Mo Jinrong and went out.

"Go ahead."

Her eyes had been staring at Mo Jinrong, and her eyes seemed to emit dazzling light.

"Come home with me tomorrow and meet the old lady. Dress up appropriately. The old lady doesn't like to wear revealing clothes."

Mo Jinrong looked straight ahead and whispered.

"Oh... Ah... Go home with you?"

LAN Enron didn't react at first. Then she suddenly felt something wrong. She stared at Mo Jinrong with suspicious eyes. She suspected that she had heard wrong.

Is he going to explode his identity?

"Tomorrow is the family banquet of the Mohist school. Young master Mo has lived abroad since childhood, so few people have seen the true face of the young master. The Mohist school is not peaceful. Tomorrow I am young master Mo, and the identity of the young master can't be exposed. Don't humiliate the young master tomorrow."

Mo Jinrong doesn't write a draft when he tells a lie.

In fact, he really lived abroad for a period of time. It was not until his youth that he was taken back to take charge of the Mohist group.

In order to prevent accidents, he often exchanged identities with Mo San to hide people's eyes and ears. Some of the Mo family didn't know Mo Jinrong at all. He also told outsiders that his face was hurt and his face was still undergoing cosmetic surgery, so it should be smooth tomorrow.

LAN Enron secretly laughs. Mo Jinrong, you can really pretend!

"Doesn't old lady Mo know about it?"

LAN Enron asked curiously. She wanted to see how Mo Jinrong could make it up.

"Yes, you don't have to worry about it."

Mo Jin Rong whispered back.

She nodded and suddenly approached Mo Jinrong with an innocent smile.

"Do you want to rehearse now?"

Mo San didn't know how to react. He just stood in place.

Mo Jin was stunned. It was really dangerous for LAN Enron to exchange identities.

He stepped back and looked a little flustered by LAN Enron.

"Cough, cough, Miss LAN, we are married. I hope you can pay attention to the occasion. After all, the reputation of the Mohist school is very important. I hope you can restrict your words and deeds and don't fool around during the divorce."

Mo San hurriedly said, young master Mo really can't carry it anymore.

"You're not there. What can I do? Are you right, housekeeper Mo?"

LAN Enron put an eyebrow at Mo Jin Rong, as if Mo San didn't exist.

Mo Jinrong "..."

"Cough, let's go!"

Mo San felt a little redundant and saw Mo Jinrong's uneasiness. He turned and left.

LAN Enron smiled at Mo Jinrong's back and went into the ward again.

Li Yueru has finished the soup, but her face is still worried.

LAN Enron looked at LAN Tingyun, his face was a little ugly, and he felt bad. It was hard for anyone to be treated like this by his mother.

"Parents, don't worry. If you break grandma's pension money, you have to. When they don't have money this month, they will know they are wrong. Don't worry."

LAN Tingyun nodded, put away the sadness on her face and asked.

"What does Mo Jinrong want from you?"

"Nothing, just tell me to see the old lady of Mohism."

LAN Enron said it easily.

Li Yueru worried again and said.

"Enron, you should be careful. It's said that old Mrs. Mo is not easy to get along with. You must be polite when you go tomorrow. If she says you don't choke hard, you are always your own family to your grandmother, but not outsiders. Do you hear?"

"I see, mom, have a rest. You were worried about it again just now."

LAN Enron tucked her in and smiled.