Chapter 448

It was Mrs. Mo who informed her.

"Muqiao, why don't you go and see Mohan?"

"What happened to him?"

"He's in detention."

Muqiao happened to be eating in the dining room. When she heard this, her chopsticks fell to the ground. She swallowed her saliva and then slowly said, "what did you say?"

"The address has been sent to your mobile phone. You can see for yourself."

When she first came to a place like the detention center, she was very depressed and nervous. However, the people inside seemed to know her identity and had a smooth journey. If it wasn't for the surrounding environment, she was in the detention center. She even thought that it was such a high treatment to have a meal and a cup of tea.

When he saw Mo Han, he was still wearing the suit he left yesterday, with good texture. No matter how embarrassed he was, there was no wrinkle.

The door of the guard room opened.

"What's the matter? How could... "

Mo Han didn't open his mouth, but he held her in his arms. "Muqiao, maybe I'll take you back. What should I do?"

A few simple words, but let the wood Qiao instant body stiff.

She closed her eyes and made a great effort to calm herself down. She pushed Mohan away and said, "Mohan, tell me what happened first?"

"Well, the lawyer will tell you later, Muqiao, if I really have an accident, I will ask the lawyer to transfer all my shares to you and Xiaoyou, and the money in that card is enough for you..."

Muqiao just felt cold. She looked up at Mo Han and said with a sneer, "don't want to do it again, do you? Mohan, do you think I want your little stinky money? I tell you, if you are in prison, I will remarry immediately with little worries. I won't ask for any money from you. In this life, you owe me. "

Finish saying, wood Qiao turns round to leave, tears, but slip in turn.

She did not dare to stay more. She felt uncomfortable, nervous and afraid.

Because, in her heart, Mo Han's words are like giving up. He doesn't even make any explanation and defense, which makes her feel that in his eyes, she is just someone who can be sent with money.

I was out of breath.

When she came out, a lawyer in a suit was waiting for her outside.

"In the health care medicine that Mr. Mo's father often took, carcinogens were detected." The lawyer spoke directly and made the point.

Muqiao shook his head. "He didn't do it. He disdained to do it. If he wanted to do it, he wouldn't use such an obscure method. He He... "

It suddenly occurred to her that when she left that day, Mo Han said that Mrs. Mo had been arrested.

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A bad idea took shape in her mind. She pulled the lawyer into the car.

"Tell me, is he going to answer for his mother?"

The lawyer did not speak, but he did not deny it.

Muqiao feels it's difficult to breathe. What else can she say? He is her husband, but the son of the woman. He wants to be filial. What can he say?

"Is there no other way?" She sniffed and her whole spirit collapsed in an instant.

"The evidence is solid, and Mr. Mo himself admits that he retaliated because he hated his father's cruelty to him. However, before, his father hired someone to try to cause a car accident for him, which can be used as the basis for sentencing. However, one attempted, one died, and there is no shortage of ten years' imprisonment."

Ten years? Ten years later, Mo Han is over 40 years old. His life is over.

Wood Joe doesn't talk, push a door to get off, stopped a car, went to Mo house directly.

I don't see the wailing and wailing of funerals in my imagination.

Han Chun is leaning against the pavilion in the yard, smoking a cigarette. He is dressed in hemp filial piety, but it still doesn't affect his handsome, but his face is a little ugly.

Seeing her coming in, an imperceptible guilt flashed in her eyes.

He came forward and said, "what are you doing here?" He didn't call her sister-in-law or her name.

Muqiao looked at him. "Where's your mother?"

Her heart has resentment, to Mo Han, to Mrs. mo.

They want filial piety, they want selfishness, but who thought about her and her children?

Han Chun looks dark, "what do you want her to do?"

Muqiao is not in the mood to talk with him. If he doesn't tell her, she will find it by herself.

Around Hanchun, she trotted directly to the direction of the hall.

The mourning hall has not been demolished yet. In the black-and-white photo, a man who is somewhat similar to Mo Han just thinks about what he has done to Mo Han, and also thinks about his own destiny. Maybe it is because of him that he has changed. She has no sadness.

Mrs. Mo knelt down under the hall, drooping her head, where there was the pride of the past.

"Little Joe, you What are you doing here? " The voice is Mrs. Mo, whose death makes her look old.

"Grandma." To tell the truth, Muqiao couldn't hate the old man.It seemed very unexpected that she would call herself. Mrs. Mo quickly came forward and held her hand, "just come back, just come back."

Muqiao is a little embarrassed to draw back his hand, "grandma, I'm here to find a little worry about grandma."

She was not sure whether old lady Mo knew about Mo Han's arrest, for fear of stimulating her, so she chose a tactful way of saying, even though she was already hard to get to the limit.

Mrs. Mo did not look up, but slowly stood up, and then looked up at Muqiao, "what do you want to say? What do you say? "

Muqiao looks at the woman opposite. I haven't seen her for a few days. I don't know if it's because she doesn't have make-up or she is too tired recently. She looks haggard.

"Are you sure you want to say it here?" She asked again.

Mrs. Mo seemed to respond, "come with me."

They walked all the way to the back of Mrs. Mo's house.

An empty black room, no lights, no home, empty.

Muqiao never knew that there was such a house in Mo's house.

She looked around, in addition to the narrow window above, there is a little light shining, can not see a ray of light, such an environment is depressing, very uncomfortable, want to escape, want to suffocate.

"Isn't it depressing?" Mrs. Mo sat down in a corner and opened her mouth slowly. Her tone was very calm. Muqiao was worried. However, she forced herself to calm down.

Frowning, "what do you mean?"

"I lived in this environment for more than 20 years."

Muqiao was more confused.

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