"You go and arrange the tour. You must send more people there at that time!"

Mo Jinrong waved her hand and smiled a little more on her face.

"Well, I know, but young master, there's another thing. There's news from the prison. Mo Changwen was executed yesterday, but the body hasn't been collected yet. You see, we can't do it today..."

Mo San spoke slowly. He was afraid that Mo Jin wouldn't accept it, so he didn't dare to say too much.

"Tell Grandma, inform his son, cremate the body, put the ashes in the cemetery, and the funeral will not be held."

Mo Jin sighed and looked sad.

His uncle had been shaking with him for more than ten years, but now he suddenly disappeared. He felt desolate in his heart.

Think about the past ten years, Mo Changwen has worked hard and done so much, but in the end it is still empty. I don't know what Mo Shengli thinks.

"Well, I want to inform the old lady!"

Mo nodded and turned away.

Mo Jinrong casually opened the contract on the table and saw the contract prepared for the entertainment city project before he had a car accident. Now he saw that it was indeed full of loopholes. It must be a trap of Mo Shengli, and then he threw the documents into the trash can.

The company's accounts have all returned, and all aspects are returning blood. He thinks that all the credit is Lan Enron. He takes out the phone and wants to call LAN Enron.

But he didn't get through. He was a little worried. After all, he was very afraid of all these things.

After three times, he picked up his clothes and was about to go to LAN's house. Chen Xiao came in flustered.

She saw Mo Jin jump up and hold him excitedly.

"Jinrong! It's great that you're still alive. I saw your news abroad and ran here nonstop!"

Chen Xiao was arrested because her father found out that Mo Jinrong was gone. In the two months when she heard that Mo Jinrong was really dead, she thought that Mo Jinrong was really dead and once promised her father's decision to marry. When she learned that Mo Jinrong came back, she ran out quickly.

Mo Jin pushed her away and said with a smile

"I'm fine. I'm going to see Enron now. I'll talk about it when I come back!"

He was busy and worried. Chen Xiao quickly grabbed his arm.

"Don't worry, I saw her shopping with her parents when I passed the mall just now. She looked in a good mood and there was no danger. I came to see you today, not because of anything else. I just wanted to see you. How are you?

As your old friend, or as your life-saving benefactor, shouldn't you chat with me? “

Chen Xiao stepped into the office in high heels and sat directly on the sofa.

She is more mature than before, at least she doesn't look so naive.

Mo Jinrong was relieved to hear her say so.

"What do you want to talk about? I promised you to go to the amusement park after dinner. Now I can do it with you, but I want to take Enron."

Chen smiled.

She felt that her previous requirements were too childish.

"What are you laughing at? Isn't that what you said to me before? If you don't want to, I can't help it. During this period, I have experienced a car accident, almost causing disability, and the company is going bankrupt, but Enron is always with me. I'm lucky to have this because of my wife. I can have today, all because of her, and won't do anything sorry for her."

Mo Jinrong said his ideas first.

Chen Xiao seems to have nothing to do with her.

"Now look at you, I really think I'm naive. I always thought LAN Enron didn't like you. I don't know what you liked about her. I even think I'm better than her in all aspects. She just has a beautiful skin bag. Now think about it. If I really found this kind of thing around you, I must not be able to do what she did.

Now I know where her charm is. You can't rest assured. At this point, I admit that I can't compare with her, so I won't force you to be with me again. You don't have to worry about this. “

She looks as if she has matured a lot.

Mo Jinrong nodded and smiled.

"You have changed. You seem to have become more mature in the past two months. Did you agree to your father's request to marry others?"

Chen Xiao's eyes shone, and his face burst into a strange smile.

"The so-called marriage is just a blind date. In terms of marriage events, my father still respects me. The African prince he chose last time killed people and had the habit of eating, drinking, whoring and gambling because of civil strife in the family, so my father I married him again.

After this, he let me choose a blind date by myself. Although it's impossible for me to like you, don't worry, I'm still very cautious in this regard and will never let myself suffer. "

"That's good! I can help you with anything except promise by example. As long as you need it, who makes you my life-saving benefactor? This kindness should be repaid."

Mo Jin smiled.

Chen Xiao stood up, took his bag and said to Mo Jinrong.

"It will be useful to your place. Don't worry. Remember to be careful before doing things next time. I've booked a plane ticket for the evening. I'm going to catch a plane."

"Shall I take you?"

Mo Jin smiled.

Chen Xiao waved and turned and said.

"Your co pilot can only sit in lanenron forever."

She said that and left.

Mo Jinrong looked at her back and smiled happily.

……

The old lady of Mohism is lying in the hospital bed and watching TV at ease.

The boy walked in.

"Madam, the young master asked me to tell you that Mo Changwen's body has been in prison for a day and the funeral is not going to be held. I have informed Xu Pei and Liu Fang that they will take their son to visit him, and the ashes will be buried in the Mohist cemetery.

Are you going to see him for the last time? Now the body is being transported to the funeral home. "

Old Mrs. Mo was looking at the apple attentively. When she heard this, the apple in her hand suddenly fell on the bed.

She stared at Mo San and said slowly.

"Did he leave anything before he died?"

Mo San thought.

"Before he died, he told the prison people that he would have to be filial to you in his next life and would never do these evil things again. Just ask you to forgive him and admit his son."

Mrs. Mo's tears fell out of her eyes in an instant.

She stretched out her wrinkled hand, grabbed the quilt corner, lay down slowly, covered in the quilt and cried quietly.

She had vowed never to meet her son. If her own son died, she couldn't accept it.