C39

Chapters 39 - 39. Do your best

After hearing the old man's words, Mo Yi Qing confirmed his guess even more.

The fire that happened three years ago was no accident.

It was someone who wanted to destroy him.

The mastermind behind this was not just a whim, he had been planning for a long time.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have spent three years investigating this matter with his ability, and still came up empty-handed.

All the surveillance systems on the day of the incident had been destroyed, and the only clue was a bracelet left in the power supply room.

Although it was impossible to investigate, the matter of the will seemed to bring a ray of hope to the fog that had been lingering in his mind. A sudden plan was born in his mind.

Since the culprit was actually targeting him, Mo Yi Qing naturally did not want the old man to worry about him, nor did he want to involve him in this conspiracy.

"Grandfather, you're thinking too much. That fire was just an accident." Mo Yi Qing quickly withdrew the cold light at the bottom of his eyes and stood up with ease. He put one hand in his pocket and leaned lazily on the side of the window.

At this moment, the screeching sound of brakes could be heard from downstairs.

Mo Yi Qing looked over to the source of the sound and saw a sloppy-looking golden Rolls-Royce sitting opposite his car. It was flying at a very fast speed.

The distance between the two cars was only ten centimeters.

Just by looking at this tyrannical and powerful driving skill, one could tell without even thinking that it was the Capital City's famous playboy Mo Shao Yang who had returned.

Just as expected, in the next second, Mo Shao Yang kicked the door open and jumped off the car. His open chest revealed a sinister tattoo, and his golden hair stood up like his car.

He chewed on his toothpick as he walked in front of Mo Yi Qing's car while swaying his body. His entire body emitted the aura of a ruffian, and no matter how he looked at it, he could not hide the potential of a prodigal.

Mo Shao Yang leaned on Mo Yi Qing's car with a disdainful look on his face. He lit up the cigarette and took a deep breath before patting the top of his car.

Seeing the tall and handsome figure that stood in front of the window, he spat on the ground, laughed evilly, and made a gesture of disdain towards Mo Yi Qing. Then, he walked into the villa laughing loudly.

Mo Yi Qing taunted with his lips, not caring about Mo Shao Yang's provocation at all. He quietly withdrew his gaze, returned to the old man's side, and locked the folder into a drawer.

"Grandfather, there's no problem with my body, there's no need to change this will. Right now, I'm already a CEO, so you should leave this 30% share to Shao Yang."

From the moment he was brought into the house, Leng Qiu Hua had always treated him as someone who was deeply hated in his eyes. He did not want the old man to be accused of favoring him because of this matter.

The old man wanted to say something, but hesitated. "…"

Mo Yi Qing sat down beside the old man once again, and held both of his hands. His eyes were filled with deep love and admiration, "My wish is for you to nurture your body well and happily enjoy your later years, leave the rest of your work to me. Trust me, I won't disappoint you."

"My wish is to hug my great-grandson as soon as possible. As long as you let me fulfill this wish, I guarantee that I'll be able to laugh out loud even if I sleep."

Here it comes again.

After knowing that there was nothing wrong with Mo Yi Qing's body, the old man didn't leave his child's side at all.

"Alright, alright, alright. I'll do my best." Mo Yi Qing did not know whether to laugh or cry, and could only nod his head.

"Is grandma well?" Not wanting to continue the argument, Mo Yi Qing deliberately changed the topic.

Hearing this, the old man slapped the armrest in anger and couldn't help but complain, "The good ones are about to go to the sky, ah, a few days ago I went to the Sun Island with a group of old women on vacation, I refused to take me even if I had to die, saying that I'm worthy enough to go to that group of old women who are addicted to living. Listen, this old unorthodox guy has already been brought down by someone. When I return, I must cut off her financial resources, and make it difficult for her."

Knowing that the old man had just had his fill of fun, Mo Yi Qing smiled and nodded, expressing his agreement, "Hmm, this idea is not bad, but, I'm afraid it's going to be a little difficult to carry it out."

"Stinking brat, if you say anything else, I'll really beat you up. This time, I must execute it to the end." The old man's face was firm, his resentful expression fully expressing his anger.

With the old man's favor, Mo Yi Qing didn't fear death and choked him, "That's easy to do, Grandfather, just tell me the address, I'll send someone to bring her back to you immediately …"

"You dare …" The old man grew anxious when he heard this. He reached out to tug at his ear and glared at him, "What a rotten idea!"

If that was the case, then that fierce old lady would make him kneel … Kneeling sofa cushion.

Mo Yi Qing, on the other hand, was already prepared for this.

Just then, the phone in his pocket rang, Mo Yi Qing looked at the caller ID, then stood up and answered, "Speak."

"Motoc, we have settled the matter of the Landscape villa, we just need Miss Jing to sign your name on it." When Gu Zi An received the call from the lawyer, he did not dare delay and immediately reported it to him.

"Yes, I'll go back immediately." After hanging up, Mo Yi Qing looked at the old man apologetically.

"If you have something to say, then hurry up and f * ck off!" The old man knew that he had just returned home and was extremely busy. He didn't wait for the old man to speak and immediately sent out an order for him to leave.

"Grandfather, next time, when I have time, I'll accompany you to eat."

"Yes." The old man lay on his back with his eyes closed.

Mo Yi Qing looked at him deeply, then walked out of the room and lightly closed the door and went downstairs.

In the lobby of the first floor.

Mo Yi Qing was too lazy to bother with him, he immediately raised his hand to brush away his arm, his sharp eyes staring straight at his playful face, "Mo Shao Yang, can you make any progress?"

"I can. I'm better than you at dealing with women." Mo Shao Yang smiled shamelessly, he moved closer to his ear and whispered, "In terms of martial arts, young master, I am strong and will not fall, can you?"

In the face of his taunting, Mo Yi Qing's face darkened. She pushed him away and left in big strides without looking back.

Mo Shao Yang was pushed back a step, the cold words that Mo Yi Qing threw down fluttered in the air, "Hard to become a big shot!"

"F * ck!" Mo Shao Yang was furious, he kicked over the tea table and roared at Mo Yi Qing's back, "Trash, you still have the face to mock me, haha … "You can't even be a woman, and you still have the nerve to laugh at me, haha …"

Mo Shao Yang relied on being at home to brazenly roar at Mo Yi Qing.

If it were any other place, he would not dare to do so.

Since he was young, he had relied on his mother to be his accomplice to protect him all the time, challenging Mo Yi Qing from head to toe.

Having just received a call from his mother, he kicked off the young model galloping on his body and headed home in a rage.

Originally, he had wanted to show off his might to Mo Yi Qing. However, when faced with his powerful aura and deterrence, he was like a clown who had kicked off the beam, instantly defeating him.