Chapter 482

"Yaxin, my father is right. Why don't our husband have a child?"

Tan Shilin smiled with Lan Ya's heart.

LANYA's heart stared at him vertically.

"Your father was not well just now. Just because that bitch said a few words, he denied me? Give birth to a fart!"

She said unhappily.

"Yaxin, your husband is a child. My father is not unreasonable. What he just said is angry. As long as he is good, I will plead with my father and won't deny you."

He said with Lan Ya's heart in his arms.

LANYA's heart broke away from him and despised him.

"I don't think you can speak in this family!"

She turned and left. She thought it was stable today. She didn't think about it. She killed Cheng Yaojin on the way!

Tan Shilin wanted to block with LANYA heart, but he didn't expect a chicken flying egg now!

……

Li Yueru has been in a muddle all day since she lost her daughter, and the hospital has no intention to administer it. Her health is getting worse and worse day by day.

LAN Tingyun looked haggard.

"Wife, get up and drink medicine! This is Enron's prescription. You can get better after drinking."

LAN Tingyun gave Li Yueru the tranquilizing soup that Lan Enron had made before.

Li Yueru didn't want to drink, but when she heard that it was her daughter's prescription, she immediately said she wanted to drink.

Her face was haggard, her eyes were blue, and her head had a lot of white hair.

"It's no use for me to drink soup medicine. When I'm gone, you'll bury me and her safely. I didn't accompany her well in the first half of my life, and I don't want to leave regret in the second half of my life!"

Li Yueru said weakly lying in bed.

"What nonsense do you say? This family still depends on you. How old is Yanran?"

LAN Tingyun advised.

"Mom, I don't think my sister is dead! When we only saw a little body, you thought my sister was dead. Later, when we went to see it, the Mohist family cremated the body in a hurry. There must be something strange. It's not that my sister and my brother-in-law are really missing and can't be found. The Mohist family found two bodies to say that my sister and my brother-in-law are dead."

LAN Yanran thought for a long time and felt that only this explanation was the most reasonable.

"What are you talking about? But why did the Mohists do this?"

LAN Tingyun asked puzzled.

"In my opinion, grandma Mo may really don't know, or she may have a little knowledge and don't fully understand the situation. As for that Mo victory, she may be the last behind the scenes!"

LAN Yanran calmly analyzed.

"If you really want Yanran to say so, the one in the urn is not Enron!"

Li Yueru's spirit suddenly came. She lit up a glimmer of hope. Maybe she hasn't died yet!

"Who's here?"

LAN Tingyun was confused.

"Call the police! Call the police!"

Li Yueru shouted anxiously.

"Now that Mo Shengli has made plans, it's useless to call the police. Now there's no proof of death, and the police will soon tell the line that it was an accident. Do you believe it?"

LAN Yanran guessed.

He thought it was not easy before. Now it seems that it is really fishy.

"Can that man have such great ability? Where is Enron now?"

Li Yueru is distressed when she thinks about her daughter. She hasn't had a good day since she was born. Now she is married and worried every day.

"Mom, don't worry. My sister must not be dead. Don't worry. The cliff was all right last time. It will be all right this time. My sister is the reincarnation of an immortal. It's all right."

LAN Yanran comforted.

At the same time, the memorial service of the Mohists has been put on the agenda, just a day later.

Although old Mrs. Mo is unwilling, she can't do anything now. Now everything of the Mohist school has become everything that Mo victory deserves.

In another villa of the Mohist family.

The fat man and the thin man just picked them up from the private hospital.

LAN Enron told the fat man to send them to a secret place for treatment at the last second of being injured and unconscious. When his condition was stable, he transferred them to a secret place.

So now the safest thing is this villa.

"Kong Ting, how's the boss?"

Asked the fat man.

LAN Enron and Mo Jinrong lie in bed. They have a severe concussion with intracranial hemorrhage, a broken leg bone and hearing loss. Kong Ting looks at a couple and sighs.

"The boss's blood has stopped. The next step is to rest and see when he can wake up. Mo Jin can't say. I'm afraid this leg will be lame in the future. I don't know if I can hear it. Fortunately, this handsome face hasn't been hurt."

Kong Ting smiled.

"Alas, bitter mandarin duck!"

The fat man sighed.

"Fortunately, we went in time, otherwise we would be preempted by Mo Shengli, and the boss would be in danger."

The fat man is afraid.

"Look, the Mohist school is about to hold a memorial service. The boss has been missing for less than two days. The Mohist school can't wait?"

The thin man said angrily.

"Do you want to stir up the game tomorrow?"

The fat man said angrily.

"Boss, we haven't woke up yet. If we go there, I'm afraid we'll reveal our stuffing. Let them be proud for a few days first!"

The thin man thought and said.

Mohism.

Old Mrs. Mo is still ill in bed. She is angry and anxious to learn that there will be a memorial service.

Suddenly, the nanny outside the door came in and reported.

"Old lady, that Liu Fang is here again!"

Old Mrs. Mo didn't care about anything about Liu Fang, and said with a burst of grief in her heart.

"What's she doing here? Let her go. I don't have time to mind her business now."

"Old lady, this is to mourn young master Jinrong. You can't be so ignorant of etiquette?"

Liu Fang was stopped by the nanny to break in.

"I don't know how to be polite? Did you come to see my old lady's jokes? Are you happy that so many sons of my old lady are filial before each bed?"

Old Mrs. Mo said sadly.

"Don't say that, old lady. I really came to see you. By the way, I remind you that Jin Rong is gone. The Mohist family has not only Mo Shengli, but also my son Yuze. Don't forget!"

Liu Fang smiled.

Old Mrs. Mo was surprised. How could she forget the child?

Mo Shengli has put her under house arrest now. He is in charge of everything in the Mohist family. If there is another heir, it may be delayed for a while.

"You bring that child to me to see! The successor of the Mohist school doesn't say that he can be a master. I want to see if the child has talent!"

Old Mrs. Mo smiled.

"OK, OK! Don't worry. I'll bring the child right now and wait outside the door!"

Liu Fang smiled. She turned and took out the phone and let Mo Yuze in.

"You remember, although I let you in, it doesn't mean you can survive in Mohism!"

Old Mrs. Mo warned.

"I see. I just want my children to have a good life. After all, it's the bone and blood of the Mohist school. I can't eat bran and swallow vegetables with me. I can't suffer the child!"

Liu Fang smiled humbly.

Mo Yuze came in carefully. It seems that he has lost a lot of weight. He is somewhat similar to Mo Jinrong when he was a child.

Old Mrs. Mo looked at the child and asked coldly.

"I ask you, how are your grades?"

Liu Fang poked the child and asked him to answer quickly.

"I won the first place in the final exam, and my French, German and football won the prize“

Mo Yuze was a little more confident when he mentioned his achievements.

"I'll expose him a few more interest classes. He learned it when he was smart."

Liu Fang smiled.