Chapter 532

"Lan Tingyi, don't lie to me anymore. Where do you have money now? You just want to lie to me and go to jail for you. I tell you there's no door."

Wang Laowu is also very smart. Since he was instructed by LAN Enron last time, he seems to have got through Ren Tong's two veins.

"Don't you know my daughter is with a rich second generation? I tell you, I have money now."

LAN Tingyi casually took out a bank card and put it on the table.

Before that, Tan Shilin gave him a bank card in order to fool him. He didn't know how much money was in it.

"There are 500000 in this bank card. If you help me do this, all the 500000 are yours. Don't worry. It's not a matter of life. I just want you to teach that woman a lesson!"

LAN Tingyi said a number casually, trying to fool Wang Laowu.

The bank card that Wang Laowu saw was exciting. He couldn't earn 500000 in his life.

He looked up at LAN Tingyi.

"What do you say?"

He put his hand on the bank card and wanted to take it.

LAN Tingyi took him first and put the card into his bag.

"The money can only be given to you after you complete the task. I'll ask her out tomorrow. You beat her up. It's sulfuric acid. It's poured on the woman's face. I think she has any proud capital."

LAN Tingyi put a small bottle of sulfuric acid on the table.

Wang Laowu looked at the bottle of sulfuric acid and had some questions in his heart.

"Brother, what's the matter with that woman? It seems that you and she have a lot of resentment."

"My grandson was killed by her. Do you think she should die? In fact, I was merciful, otherwise she would have gone to see huangquan and accompany my grandson."

Wang Laowu listened to some remarks and was a little confused. Isn't he just a daughter? When did you have a grandson?

Is it

He was more confused and asked.

"When will you have a grandson? Why don't I know?"

LAN Tingyi thought of LAN Enron's words in the ward last time. Looking at Wang Laowu, he asked directly.

"I haven't asked you yet. Are you and my daughter OK? She's pregnant recently and belongs to the rich second generation boyfriend."

Wang Laowu was shocked.

Lanyaxin is pregnant!

He calculated the days, thinking that the child might be his own, and his heart suddenly became angry.

He's almost 60 years old and doesn't have a son. Now he finally has one, but he was killed. He can't just forget it.

When Wang Laowu got to the wine next to him, he poured a full glass and drank it down.

"What can I do with your daughter? Don't worry, it's up to me."

His eyes became fierce and he took the bottle of sulfuric acid.

LAN Enron!

Go to hell.

Wang Laowu said, packed the rest of the dishes and staggered out of the restaurant.

The thin man saw that the two had separated and left by himself.

……

Mrs. Mo has lived in the hospital for some days. Seeing that her grandson is still alive, he has recovered more than half of his illness.

"Old lady, the doctor said, you can leave the hospital in a few days, and we can go home soon."

Wu Ma came over and brought some soup and rice.

"Wu Ma, do you have any news of victory recently?

Wu Ma shook her head.

Since he disappeared from the airport last time, it's like the world has evaporated. There's no news about him anymore.

"Mo Shengli seems to be missing. He hasn't heard from him recently. Don't worry, old lady. It's his own blessing whether it's good or bad. He should be punished for what he did."

Mrs. Mo sighed.

"Hey! I can't imagine why he did that to Ying'er. I remember he was the best to Ying'er when I was a child. Maybe Ying'er couldn't imagine that she would eventually die in the hands of his eldest brother. If she could live to this day, I'm afraid she should be the same as Jin Rong. If she married and had children, she would have a bad life, just like me."

Old Mrs. Mo looked at the rain outside the window and felt it in her heart.

"Don't say that, old lady. After all these years, the eldest lady should have been reincarnated long ago. I hope she can find a good family."

Wu Ma smiled.

However, all this was heard by Mo Jin.

He came in from the door and looked at the old lady in amazement.

"Grandma! Is what you said true? He killed Yinger? How could it be? Didn't she die of heart disease?"

Mo Jinrong is a little unacceptable.

For so many years, he has attributed Mo Ying's death to himself. Therefore, he has changed his heart for more than ten years. In the end, it is a misunderstanding.

"Jin Rong, are you here? Sit down quickly. I'll talk to you slowly. Mo Shengli personally told me this. He has admitted that Yinger's death has something to do with him. At the beginning, he deliberately changed the medicine in the bottle, so even if you were present, you can't have any chance to save Yinger.

For so many years, you should not have suffered from a heart attack because of this. At first, I thought Yinger died of a heart attack, so I didn't worry too much. Now think about Mo Shengli, there was no tear at that time. "

After Mrs. Mo finished, Mo Jinrong was stunned.

"Grandma! How could this happen? Why did he kill Yinger? Why on earth?"

He couldn't figure out how he could do it when his sister was so simple and lovely. He should have been a child at that time?

"Listen to him, he wanted to kill you at that time, but Yinger broke his plan. He may be afraid of exposing the plan, so he killed her."

Mrs. Mo described the situation gently.

Mo Jin felt a burst of heartache when rongton. For so many years, he imposed this mistake on himself. He always thought it was his own fault. Unexpectedly, there was another murderer.

"I want to find him. I want to avenge Yinger."

Mo Jinrong was a little excited.

Mrs. Mo quickly stopped him for fear of any accident.

"Jin Rong, don't be impulsive. It's been so many years before. We'll start. Now he's a wanted man. Grandma's last son is gone. It's only you. You can't have an accident again."

Old Mrs. Mo began to cry.

She's real. She feels like a failure.

Obviously, you can have your grandchildren around your knees, but now only Mo Jinrong has a grandson.

"Grandma! Don't worry, I'll catch him."

Mo Jinrong held her hand tightly and promised.

This time it was for his sister and for himself who had carried the black pot for him for so many years.

"Jinrong, you must be careful. He has become extremely vicious now. Grandma is your grandson. You are the only seedling and hope of Mohism."

Old Mrs. Mo asked again.