Mo Shao's little ancestor is quite arrogant

Lan Xi hesitated for a moment, then slowly put her hand into his palm.

With a bright smile, "Okay."

The bottom of Mo Jingchen's eyes was warmed by her smile, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised.

The Mo family is very big. Mo Linwei and Mr. Mo do not live in the same place. Although they are also in the same building, there is a garden of [-] square meters in between.

The two buildings are facing each other. The building where Mo Linwei lives is relatively modern in architectural style, in the shape of a British style house.

As for which item Mr. Mo lives in, it is more Chinese-style. Judging from the style and shape, it is of a certain age.

"The young master is back, please come in."

The butler belongs to Mr. Mo, when he saw Mo Jingchen, he immediately greeted him respectfully.

Mo Jingchen asked coldly, "Where's grandpa?"

"I'll take you there." The butler said, but his eyes fell on Lan Xi, hesitant, "This is..."

Mo Jingchen frowned, "She belongs to me, so she can't come in?"

"Yes, yes, of course."

Where did the housekeeper dare to say anything, he immediately made arrangements.

From childhood to adulthood, Mo Jingchen has been in Mo's house a handful of times, and he has long forgotten what it looks like here.

Lan Xi looked around. The scenery here is beautiful and the buildings are high-end. Instead of entering Mo Linwei's residence, they walked directly through the garden corridor to Mr. Mo's place.

Almost every tens of meters walked, there were servants in twos and threes cleaning, tidying up the garden neatly and beautifully.

Mr. Mo's residence is a two-story Chinese-style residence. The first feeling when entering from the door is that it is very old.

The brown-red Chinese-style furniture has a strong sense of age.

The room was very big, and there were quite a few people gathered in the living room, but not as many as in the room. The old man was lying on the bed, inhaling oxygen through his nose.

A group of people surrounded the bed, besides Mo Linwei, Lin Yin, and Mo Ziye, there were seven or eight others.

"Jingchen, you're back."

When Mo Linwei saw Mo Jingchen coming in, he immediately said, "Your grandfather has been waiting for you."

From the moment he appeared, the eyes of everyone present were different.

Except for Mo Linwei, no one was happy, and Lin Yin was probably the most unhappy one.

Glancing at Mo Jingchen, he immediately turned his head away and gritted his teeth secretly.

Mo Ziye narrowed his eyes, he was not paying attention to Mo Jingchen, but Lan Xi who was next to Mo Jingchen, he did not expect Mo Jingchen to bring Lan Xi.

Mo Jingchen's expression was indifferent, he ignored Mo Linwei, walked to the bedside, and called out in a low voice, "Grandpa!"

Mr. Mo didn't know if he heard it, but he didn't respond.

Mo Linwei leaned into Mr. Mo's ear and said, "Dad, Jingchen is back."

After saying this, Mr. Mo reacted a little bit, opened his eyes hard, and his fingers kept trembling.

His lips moved even more, as if he had something to say.

Mo Linwei helped him remove the oxygen mask a little, and Mr. Mo opened his mouth with difficulty and said, "Jing Chen!"

Mo Jingchen moved closer, with a calm expression, "Grandpa!"

Mr. Mo's voice was not loud, because the room was too quiet, so no one could hear him.

His voice was trembling, "Promise grandpa, you must support this family well."

Mo Jingchen frowned and said nothing.

"I've already made a will. After I leave, the lawyer will contact you."

Mo Jingchen remained silent.

He could actually understand what the old man's purpose was for calling him back, but he didn't want to agree, he just wanted to send old man Mo off for the last time, and he didn't want to have anything to do with the Mo family.

But seeing Mr. Mo struggling to speak these words, he couldn't say anything.

The old man opened his eyes a little, as if he saw Lan Xi, he said, "Grandpa won't see you marrying a wife and having children, you two, be well."

At this moment, Lan Xi suddenly understood the meaning of that sentence.

When a person is about to die, his words are also good.

But she looked at Mo Jingchen's indifferent look, but she didn't know what to say.

"Jingchen, promise grandpa..."

Mr. Mo didn't hear Mo Jingchen's response, so he was a little anxious.

Everyone present was looking at Mo Jingchen, hoping to hear his answer.

Mo Linwei urged Mo Jingchen, "Hurry up and agree, this is what your grandfather worries about the most."

Lan Xi also looked at him quietly, not knowing how he would answer.

Lin Yin was on the side, her face turned blue with anger, "You have more than one grandson."

They came here and waited for several hours, but they didn't hear the old man say a word, let alone hear him call Mo Ziye's name, which made her very angry.

Mr. Mo not only has one son, Mo Linwei, but also two, but they all have their own development.

The family business has always been handed over to Mo Linwei.

But just after the old man was critically ill, Uncle Mo and Uncle Mo both rushed back, nominally to see their father, but in fact, it was not for property, everyone knew that.

Standing in front of the bed now is just to make a scene.

"That's right, Dad, you still have me and my third brother!" Uncle Mo reminded.

"Jing Chen..."

But Mr. Mo seemed to be unable to hear anyone's words, and he was only waiting for Mo Jingchen's answer.

Mo Ziye quietly looked at Mo Jingchen, his eyes secretly emitting a strange luster.

"You, if you don't agree, Grandpa, you will, you will die with regret..." Mr. Mo said with unsteady breath.

"Jing Chen, why are you still hesitating!" Mo Linwei growled anxiously.

Mo Jingchen raised his eyes coldly, warning him to shut up.

Mo Linwei was so anxious that he wanted to say something more, but he was so persecuted by Mo Jingchen that he didn't dare to say anything more.

Mo Jingchen quietly squeezed some of Lan Xi's hands, and he said, "I promise you."

With these words, the old man finally relaxed a little.

Lan Xi sensed that Mo Jingchen was very unwilling to make this decision, but he couldn't help it in front of a dying person.

The old man really wanted to raise his hand, but he couldn't do it anyway. He took a deep breath and said, "Early, early, get married..."

This was the last sentence that Mr. Mo said. He left so suddenly before he finished speaking and did not hear the answer.

As soon as the words fell, the heartbeat and breathing of the old man returned to calm.

"dad!"

Mo Linwei knelt on the ground and cried out weeping.

Several others, Uncle Mo and Uncle Mo, and their children, all grandchildren of the old man, also knelt down and began to cry.

After the family doctor came to check it out, he took off all the medical equipment on the old man, and covered the old man with a white cloth.

All this happened so fast, Mo Jingchen could only watch helplessly as the old man slowly disappeared from his eyes.