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Zhao Xi lowered her head, the teacup was releasing heat, silk and white stone table was covered with simple and unadorned lines, it was extremely similar to this cup of tea.

"Is grandpa nice to you?" The old man waved his fan. Even though he had lived in Europe for his entire life, his movements were filled with the flavor of China.

"… …." Grandfather, you can be as good to Zi Yu and her sister. " He could have been a very benevolent grandfather, but he had deliberately used punishment to distance himself from them.

And why had she never heard of it?

"Because you are special, I have never brought a little girl with me, even Ol 'Three has never received such treatment before. Oh, you probably don't know, if the siblings are ranked differently according to their age, then the current standard is ability, Ol' Two was not ambitious before, if not, Ol 'Three would also be the boss."

He described it blandly, but each of his sentences allowed Zhao Xi to see the cruelty of the Mo family.

Mo Ziran and the others originally had several brothers, but they did not manage to walk out from the Purgatory.

Those who did not walk out did not even have the status of the Mo family. She had not even heard of their names before, and they just disappeared.

Elder Mo really wanted to protect his children, but he could only teach them how to survive here.

He was different from Mo Bai!

"Before, Brother Ziran didn't have any ambitions, so he went to the Asia-Pacific region. But now that he has ambitions, I know what he did in the consortium." Mo Ziji had told her before, that the current Mo Ziran was very frightening.

Of the 179 people who wanted to marry you, only 70 of them were rejected by me. The rest were all settled by the second brother, and you stand beside me and there are already more than 10,000 people. Most of them are from the side, but everyone is very ambitious.

"Do you mean that even if the Brother Ziran doesn't fight, as long as he is in the consortium they will force him to fight?" She was only brought back by the old man, but it caused such a huge commotion in the Mo family.

"This kind of life is not suitable for you. If you become my granddaughter, even if I'm not here anymore, all three of them will still ensure your safety."

Zhao Xi got along better than he thought. This was Zhao Xi's chance to live on in the Mo family.

"Grandfather, isn't Brother Ziran controlling the situation now? Do you know about Master Mo's death? You don't look angry at all. " Elder Mo was really good to her, but what he held in one hand was an elegant folding fan, and he was amiable. In the other hand, he held a dignified scepter, controlling life and death.

"He has only temporarily suppressed those people. It is still too early for him to truly wield power. As for whether they are angry or not, little girl, do you think that their father was angry when he died? " A light flashed in Elder Mo's eyes; it was a type of pride.

Zhao Xi shuddered.

When Mo Bai heard that Mo Ziran had taken over the Mo family, he said, "Second brother's wings have become hard."

At that time, his eyes flashed with gratification.

He was very pleased.

In this world, which father would feel gratified when they heard that their son was going to kill them?

When Mo Bai was about to die, he only thought about the heirs to the consortium. He was not happy that his son was promising, but happy that Mo Ziran was just as cold and perverted as him.

"The only thing that Master Mo is dissatisfied with is that Brother Ziran did not kill me." Before Mo Bai died, he was the most angry one as he hugged her.

"I told you a long time ago, the Mo family doesn't allow love. It's a miracle that you can live until now."

"…"

Why did she hear a hint of praise from Elder Mo's words?!

"Although I don't want you to be with number two, you don't seem to really want to be separated from him. Girl, as long as you want it, Grandpa will help you accomplish it." Elder Mo turned his head, his silver hair had a bit of luster to it, and the fine lines at the corners of his eyes had become a bit deeper.

"…" Zhao Xi's hands trembled, and the water in the cup spilled onto her skirt, "Grandfather …"

"Don't worry, as long as grandpa is still here, even number two can't force you. Think carefully and tell me after you think about the result." Elder Mo waved his hand for Zhao Xi to leave. He stood in front of the desk, his back still upright.

Every inch of the Mo family's land was over a hundred years old, and every wall and stone pillar was worth tens of thousands of gold. The entire castle looked dazzling, like a royal palace.

However, Zhao Xi only felt a surge of sadness from the bottom of her heart.

It was chilling.

The European style buildings had black and white curtains, which were very solemn and orderly.

The servant wore a black uniform with white flowers pinned to his chest.

Everything was announcing that something big had happened in this house.

Zhao Xi sat in the long, black carriage, wearing a black suit and skirt.

Mo Bai had always wanted to kill her when she was still alive, but she was now representing the old man to pay respects. If Mo Bai saw this from below, would he be so angry that he would come back to life?

The car stopped in front of a solemn plaza. Zhao Xi looked out the window and saw that everyone was dressed in uniform, and there were two neat rows of clothes on the plaza.

"So many people." The Mo family had so many people?

Si Nuo helped Zhao Xi open the car door, respectfully following behind her, and explained in a low voice: "Today was the memorial for the Mo family, and tomorrow were the people from the consortium. The various countries' media will be here tomorrow."

"…"

There were so many people here, and all of them looked depressed and depressed. However, how many people were truly sad for him?

"Can I leave early?" She had never seen such a scene before, much less dealt with it.

Si Nuo's words were still pathetically few, "Sure."

When her figure appeared outside the plaza, almost everyone turned their gazes towards her at the same time. An indescribable feeling surged in everyone's eyes, as if sharp swords were stabbing holes into her body one after another.

Zhao Xi calmly looked forward, and steadily walked onto the spirit altar. Mo Bai's coffin was resting on the stage, and the surrounding black and white curtains interweaved together to form a tall Roman pillar.

On the stage, there was a soft spot. Si Nuo led Zhao Xi to the soft spot: "Young miss, please sit."

Those uncles of the Mo family were all standing below. A girl with another surname like her wanted to sit in front of them?

"Please take a seat." Si Nuo repeated in a low voice.

Zhao Xi was helpless and attempted to sit down. From here, she could clearly see the appearance of everyone below him.

With a glance out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Shu Ya standing at the very front of the crowd and looking at her. With a glance out of the corner of her eyes, she saw Shu Ya standing at the very front of the crowd, looking at her.

"…"

Zhao Xi turned silent. This was Mo Bai's funeral, but neither of the two women seemed to be sad.

"The ceremony begins." Si Nuo said in a clear voice as he stood to the right of Zhao Xi and wore a small microphone on her clothes.

From afar came a train, all decorated with white spirit flowers.

After the car stopped, the bodyguard got off first and opened the door, Mo Ziji walked out with the portrait in his hand, he was dressed in a serious and neat suit, his expression was calm and his posture was graceful.

After he got off the car, Mo Ziran got off from one of the cars behind him. With long and slender legs and a tall stature, his handsome face was cold and handsome. His deep eyebrows locked onto Zhao Xi who was sitting on the stage, and a cold light shot out of her eyes.

Almost at the same time he looked over, Zhao Xi turned her eyes away, and immediately she felt the gaze on her become even colder.

It had been three days since she last saw Mo Ziran. When she saw him again, he seemed to have lost some weight, and the evil aura around his body also grew even stronger.

Mo Ziji walked at the front while holding the portrait. Mo Ziran followed behind him with a haughty attitude and disdain in his eyes. He did not seem like he was here to attend the funeral at all.

The two of them walked towards the stage. Mo Ziji placed the portrait in front of the coffin and knelt down towards it. Everyone below the stage also knelt down with the two of them, even Si Nuo who was beside Zhao Xi.

Zhao Xi was startled, and was hesitating whether or not she should stand up, when Si Nuo touched the soft chair she was sitting on: "Miss, you do not need to stand up."

"…"

That made sense. She represented the old tutor now, so how could a father kneel to his son?

However, everyone was still kneeling. Even if she was the only one sitting, it would be very uncomfortable!

It was as if he was sitting on pins and needles!

After everyone obediently kowtowed to him, Si Nuo led the way into the segment of memorial service and condolences. Si Nuo was the old man's trusted aide, so his words represented the old man. Even if he was still a servant, even Mo Ziji did not dare to underestimate him.

Zhao Xi did not hear a thing that she said, she only lowered her head to avoid that sharp gaze.

Mo Ziji and Mo Ziran stood on the left and right behind her, so Zhao Xi didn't even need to turn her head to know that the expression on Mo Ziran's face was definitely extremely smelly.

"I have a question!"

A rough voice startled Zhao Xi. She raised her head and saw a slightly fat man standing in the empty space in front of the stage.

His eyes were staring coldly at Zhao Xi, causing Zhao Xi's heart to beat faster.

"Second Young Master's reputation is strong, even they do not dare to doubt you, but I am not afraid of you! I have nothing to say! There's something fishy about the death of Master Mo! "

Zhao Xi's heart jumped even more violently. Although he was not here for her, but the man was aiming at Mo Ziran. At Mo Bai's funeral, there was this kind of accusation …

"Is there any evidence?" Mo Ziran's voice resounded above Zhao Xi's head.

"If you have the ability to open the coffin, let's see! I don't believe that Master Mo would suddenly die! His health was very good! When our people were captured on the day of the accident in Master Mo, could it be that this was all a coincidence?! "