Chapter 488 Mrs. Mo passed away
In Lu Yilan's heart, she had long recognized Tang Qi's daughter-in-law. At this time, when she heard Mo Shaotang's belittling of Tang Qi, Liu Mei wanted to reply, but before she could speak, Mo Shaochen beside her made a mockery. smirk.
"Shaotang, you are right, the mistress of the Mo family is the most distinguished mistress of the entire Mo family, and she is also my wife. Therefore, according to the family rules, it is not rude to speak to the most honorable mistress of the Mo family. How should I be punished?"
These words made the silence in the observation room audible.
Lin Cao didn't expect that Mo Shaochen would let her down because of a country bumpkin, and he was so embarrassed that he sneered: "Even if you are in a hurry to protect your woman, you have to wait for her to sit in the position of the Mo family's mistress, and then come to me to settle the account. Not too late!"
Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, Mo Xiaomei quickly stepped forward to smooth things out, "This is not the time to talk about this, the old lady is still rescuing inside, so don't say a word."
Mo Xiaomei's words calmed everyone's emotions.
Mo Shao Shen also knew that now was not the right time to announce that he and Tang Qi had registered their marriage. Before that, he would never have been so irrational and calm. At the critical juncture of the old lady's life and death, he would never be with the big man. conflict.
He just missed his Qiqi too much and was too afraid that he would never see her again in this life, but he did not dare to show the slightest true emotion, and could only suppress his anxiety and panic in the depths of his heart. When Qi spoke insults, he couldn't control his emotions.
He told Lu Yilan that he regretted it, not because of his health, but because he regretted not putting down his work and family responsibilities earlier.
He wanted to take her to see the most beautiful scenery in the world, to walk hand in hand with her on the beach under the sunset, to kiss her affectionately under the beautiful starry sky, to kneel at her feet and say: I love you.
When we meet each other, the love is deep, and I wish we could meet early.
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After nearly an hour of rescue, Mrs. Mo still failed to survive and died in the hospital at 2:10 pm at the age of 86. The obituary was issued, and the world was shocked.
Mrs. Mo is one of the top ten legendary women in China in a century. She was born in a famous scholar and her great-grandfather was the teacher of the Son of Heaven. Later, she was demoted and sent out due to mistakes, and her family declined. When Mrs. Mo was born, she even had to rely on her. Sell ancestry to make ends meet.
After the age of 15, Mrs. Mo took up the responsibility of the entire family as a daughter, from selling grain, rice and tea to silk and jade business, making the family from a poor household to a first-class family.
Later, Mrs. Mo married into the Mo family and became the mistress of the Mo family, while her mother's family, the Shen family, rose to the top and became a wealthy upstart in the imperial capital. In addition, the descendants of the Shen family were diligent and talented, and the family grew stronger and stronger. Firmly occupy the list of the four major families in the imperial capital.
The funeral was held in the Mo family’s own old house, encircling half of the hill, to receive condolence guests.
Mrs. Mo has both happiness and longevity and is highly respected, so she held a funeral. The funeral venue was decorated in a luxurious and solemn manner. There was an endless stream of condolences, all of which were political and business celebrities, as well as leaders of various families and financial groups.
Mo Shaoshen is not the eldest son and grandson, and because of his high status, he did not need to greet and thank the guests in person.
But in order to help Mo Xun pave the way and build momentum, he supported his weak body and led Mo Xun to greet the guests at the funeral.
So, before the famous family in the imperial capital had recovered from the sudden death of Mrs. Mo, they were shocked by the news that Mo Shaochen had a 16-year-old adopted son.
Mo Shaochen, the head of the family, is not yet 30 years old, but he already has an adopted son who is about to come of age, and the two get along well and have a tacit understanding. Obviously, it was not cultivated in a short time.
Not to mention outsiders, even the Mo family only understood at this moment that Mo Xun, who they speculated to be Mo Xianlin's illegitimate son, turned out to be Mo Shaochen's adopted son, and was the next heir appointed by the old man on his deathbed. There is a handwritten will as evidence.
In addition to the birth of the heir Mo Xun, what surprised everyone even more was the current patriarch, Mo Shaochen's physical condition was extremely bad.
Although there were rumors in the past that the head of the Mo family had been in poor health since childhood and needed secret treatment every month, but it was always a rumor without any substantial evidence.
But at the funeral, Mo Shaoshen's short-lived life really shocked everyone.
With a pale complexion, sunken eyes and cheeks, and lying directly in the coffin, no one would suspect that he was a big living person.
Because of the hot weather, the funeral was only held for five days.
The day after the funeral, Mo Shaoshen held a family meeting in the council hall of the old house.
This family meeting was attended by both the male and female members of the Mo family from the direct line and the side branch. The council hall, which could accommodate thousands of people, was almost full.
Mo Shaoshen read out the will left by Mr. Mo's death in public, establishing the identity of Mo Xun's heir.
Anyone who has eyes in the Mo family can see that due to Mo Shaochen's physical condition, it is no longer possible to continue to be the head of the family, but the rules of the Mo family stipulate that the new heir must be 20 years old to take over the position of the head of the family. Before reaching the age of 20, a temporary head of the household needs to be nominated.
As soon as he said that he was going to elect the temporary head of the house, the entire council hall was suddenly noisy, and the people present whispered and talked a lot.
Mo Shao lowered his eyes to suppress the coldness in his eyes, covered his mouth and coughed twice, Mo Xun beside him brought warm water and handed it to him.
Mo Shaochen took the water and looked at Mo Xun with dark eyes, "I have done everything I can do, and what to do in the future is entirely up to you. Remember, an indecisive person is difficult to achieve. event."
Mo Xun replied respectfully: "Don't worry, I will definitely not disappoint you."
Mo Shao sneered lightly: "That's not necessary, you just need not to let yourself down."
After he finished speaking, he lowered his black eyes again, and his low, hoarse voice showed casual strength and domineering, "Rules can be used to abide by or be broken. Only the truly strong will not be bound by the rules."
Hearing this, Mo Xun felt as if a bright light shone in his heart.
He walked to the stage calmly and raised his hand to signal everyone under the stage to be quiet.
Most of the Mo family did not take Mo Xun seriously. Although he was the next heir appointed by the old man during his lifetime, the old man had been dead for several years, and Jiwei was long gone.
The position of the head of the family has always been, which one is not from a serious lineage, and it has been unanimously approved by the family.
has never been like Mo Xun, who came from a side branch, and has no special strengths, nor has he undergone meticulous and strict heir training since he was a child. Because of an untrue will, he was parachuted into the position of heir.
The vast majority of people are not convinced.
Therefore, even though Mo Xun reminded him three times, everyone in the audience still pretended to be deaf and foolish, and went their own way.
Mo Xun didn't cry and turn to adults to ask for help after being bullied by outsiders, as those who deliberately watched his good show thought.
Through the sea of people, he nodded lightly towards Xu Yang at the door of the council hall.
Soon, hundreds of sturdy and burly black bodyguards filed in from outside the door, neatly and tightly surrounding the entire conference hall.