C38

Chapter 38 - Wills

In the room upstairs.

The old man had a great fondness for nanmu, and the room was filled with magnificent and exquisite mahogany furniture.

Mo Yi Qing supported him as they sat in the rocking chair behind the desk.

Lying on his back in the chair, the old man pointed at a white crane's porcelain bowl on the bookshelf, "Take out the key inside."

Mo Yi Qing nodded, went up to the old man and took out the key, then handed it over to him suspiciously.

The old man pointed to the second drawer of the desk. "Open it and take out the bottom one."

Mo Yi Qing took out the document bag according to his instructions, and handed it over.

Looking at the document in his hand, the old man sighed, pointed at the chair beside him, and said, "This is the will I made three years ago."

Mo Yi Qing brewed a cup of tea for the old man and placed it beside him, and then sat down.

"Will?" Mo Yi Qing was startled, and looked at the old man in confusion.

"Answer a question of mine first." The old man's face became serious and he asked instead of answering. He glanced at Mo Yi Qing's leg from the corner of his eyes and paused for a bit, "You … Cough cough cough … Have you really recovered from that? "

Mo Yi Qing was confused. He lowered his head to look at his lower body under the old man's gaze and instantly understood.

"Grandfather, what do you want to say? My body is very normal and there's never been a problem with it." He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Really?" The old tutor was skeptical.

Mo Yi Qing nodded seriously, "It's true."

"You're not lying because I'm worried about you, are you?" The old tutor was worried and asked again.

In the beginning, even he did not believe it. However, the rumors were getting more and more intense, and with the news of Mo Yi Qing being in critical condition, he gradually believed it too.

Seeing the old man's worried expression, Mo Yi Qing slapped his forehead with a headache. He took out his phone and opened the photo album, and handed it over to him, "Grandfather, I'm really fine. This is my girlfriend, Jing Xiao Can. "

Considering that the old man's heart was at fault, Mo Yi Qing decided to hide the matter of the pass.

Hearing this, the old man snatched the phone away and looked left and right, full of praise, "Hmm, not bad, girls with this kind of face are usually straightforward and unscheming, but they tend to be extreme and dislike being restricted by others."

"Grandfather, you're indeed very wise. Do you think I should take it or not?" Seeing that the old man was in a good mood, Mo Yi Qing pretended not to care and teased him.

"I want it to be..." The old man had always been worried that Mo Yi Qing wouldn't be able to shake off the shadow of that huge fire three years ago. After all, in that huge fire, his first love, Ye Dai Qi, had been buried into a sea of fire with not even his corpse remaining.

Now, seeing that he was not only healthy, but had a woman he liked, he wished he could get married right away and have a baby.

The old tutor was overjoyed the more he saw.

He had watched Mo Yi Qing grow up, so he naturally knew about his temperament and personality.

Not to mention a woman, even ordinary things like eating and dressing were extremely critical and infuriating.

Now, she actually admitted to having a girlfriend in front of him. Hmm, a woman that could enter his eyes was definitely different from the masses.

The old man was so happy that he seemed to have forgotten everything he had just said.

Seeing the old man smile so much that both his eyes became slits, a flash of astonishment passed through Mo Yi Qing's eyes and he felt a tinge of regret in his heart.

He'd been in a hurry just now and had only wanted to perfunctorily explain a bit. Who would've thought that the lordmaster would take it so seriously?

"You stinking brat, why didn't you bring him here today for me to see?" The old man was reading with vigor, his hands were empty, and the phone was directly put into Mo Yi Qing's pocket.

The old man glared at him in disapproval, "You …"

Mo Yi Qing smiled as he raised his brows, and said with a sour tone of voice: "It's fortunate that I didn't bring her, if, she was in front of you right now, you wouldn't be seeing me anymore."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Of course I like the people you like. Don't tell me you want me to say that I'm not satisfied before you get happy?" The old man picked up the folder and knocked it on his head, his face full of seriousness, "It's an agreement, let me see it next time."

"Mm, I'll think about it."

"Consider? "Do you believe that I will just follow you back to the castle to see her?" The old man was stubborn. He was worried that Mo Yi Qing was trying to trick him into being happy.

"Good, good, good. I'll definitely bring it next time. I promise." Mo Yi Qing promised repeatedly as he raised his hand.

He knew that the Old Master would not back down from his words. If he really went with him, he would definitely teach Jing Xiao Can a ruthless lesson when he finds out that Jing Xiao Can was injured.

"Yes." Seeing him agree earnestly, he nodded in satisfaction. Then, he opened the document bag, took out the will inside and gave it to Mo Yi Qing.

Then, he said sincerely: "The Mohl's family is also a famous family in the Capital City, and it relied on generations of hard work to create their family, which is why they have such a prominent status today. However, the only thing that is lacking in beauty is that in your generation, people are few and far between, so three years ago, I made this will."

After Mo Yi Qing finished reading the will, his face was filled with shock.

The Old Master then continued, "Whoever opens a branch for the Mo family and gives birth to the first male, I will give him 30% of the Mohl's's shares as reward. However, there is one thing that always puzzles me."

"What is it?" Mo Yi Qing returned the will to the old man.

The old man closed his eyes and sighed. He thought for a long time before he slowly spoke, "I just finished my will and haven't announced it to the world. Who would've thought that something would happen to you three days later?"

Mo Yi Qing, "..."

"So, I suspect that someone stole a glance at the will, and that the fire three years ago was not an accident." When the old man thought about the rumors that Mo Yi Qing had been burnt to incompetence in that huge fire, he felt both angry and distressed.

Initially, he was worried that he would hurt Mo Yi Qing's self-esteem, so he endured and didn't dare to bring up this matter.

Now, seeing that he had returned safely, at the very least, he looked healthy on the surface. That was why he asked this question.

As smart as Mo Yi Qing, he only needed a glance to guess the old man's thoughts, "That's why grandfather was talking to me alone, and even showed me the will. If my body really is like the rumors outside, would you change the will?"

"Yes." The old man nodded in acknowledgement, "When I made the will, I wanted to indirectly force you to marry Ye Dai Qi quickly so that you could become even more happy for the Mo family. I didn't expect an accident to happen."

"Even though I had my own selfish motives, as matters go, your ability far surpasses Shao Yang. We can rest assured if you are to hand over the company to me." Thinking of Mo Shao Yang, the old man had a headache.

Mo Shao Yang and Mo Zi Fei were the children of Mo Yuan Kun and his son.

Although Mo Zi Fei was cunning and willful, she didn't have those despotic habits of a rich young girl.

Mo Shao Yang, on the other hand, happened to want to rebel. He was a playboy known to everyone in Capital City, a playboy that could call the wind and rain at any time.

The credit for all of this was due to Leng Qiu Hua, who doted on him so much.