I can see luck! People who get married in a vegetative state make crazy money

Ming Nuan lost control and grabbed Grandma's hand.

"Where did you get this jade!"

Grandma was startled, backed away, and said loudly: "They gave it to me!"

Ming Nuan's gaffe quickly attracted Mo Shiyan's attention.

He immediately stepped forward to comfort Mingnuan and asked softly, "What's wrong?"

Ming Nuan was anxious and panicked, "This jade is my mother's jade!"

Grandma thought she wanted to take it back.

He came to snatch it away in a panic, "What's wrong with you little girl? You already told me that this jade is for medical expenses, but I risked my life to change her medicine!"

The more you say it, the more outrageous it becomes.

Mo Shiyan frowned, but Ming Nuan's mother, he remembered, was involved in a murder case.

The truth may be more exaggerated than imagined.

"Let's go into the house and talk."

Mo Shiyan reminded Ming Nuan in a low voice, "There are too many people outside."

Ming Nuan also forced himself to regain his senses at this time.

She took a deep breath, pulled her mother-in-law into the house.

After she comforted her grandma, she told her everything exactly and even showed her a photo of her mother.

Grandma immediately shouted, "Yes, yes, this woman gave it to me."

As expected, there was a photo of Ming Nuan and her mother.

Grandma finally believed what she said.

"You don't know."

"I was out clearing snow at that time, and I saw someone fainting at the door of my house. I finally got her home and found wounds all over her body."

"She was still very panicked after she woke up and told me to call the police or something."

"But the signal here is very poor, so I can't make any calls even if I lend her the phone."

"She asked me for medicine. She had no money, so she gave me this piece of jade, saying it was a good thing."

Grandma touched this piece of jade cherishingly.

It is also planned to be passed down as a family heirloom.

"What about my mother?" Ming Nuan asked anxiously, "Where has she gone?"

Grandma looked at her strangely, "Didn't you be taken away by your father?"

Ming Nuan showed an expression of disbelief.

"She was severely injured. She fell unconscious within ten minutes of talking to me. That afternoon a man came and said that her husband had taken her away."

Ming Nuan was anxious and immediately found Ming Shengtian's photo and asked, "Is it him?"

"No." Grandma squinted her eyes for a while before saying with certainty, "The man who took her away had a long scar on his face."

She made a gesture, extending from her eyebrows to the corners of her mouth, "I'm so old."

Ming Nuan's heart sank completely.

In her memory, there was no such person at all.

But she still caught the point of what grandma said before, "Then why did you say you risked your life?"

Grandma looked scared when she talked about this, "After that man took your mother away, dozens of vicious people came immediately."

"My old lady has lived for so many years, can she still tell the difference?"

She lowered her voice, "Those are hob meats. They scared me so much that I couldn't sleep well for several nights."

"Did your mother run away because she owed money? Are these people here to arrest her? Did she borrow a loan shark?"

Ming Nuan was no longer in the mood to answer her.

She sat on the table, her face extremely ugly.

Mom's situation was worse than she imagined.

Why would anyone chase her?

Moreover, the people chasing her seemed to be divided into two groups. Who was the scarred man who took her away?

What do these two waves of people have to do with the death of grandpa?

My mother wanted to call the police back then to prove that she had a clear conscience and that her grandfather's death had absolutely nothing to do with her.

"Can you describe that person's appearance to me?" Ming Nuan cheered up, having news is better than no news.

She wanted to draw a conjectural portrait of the person based on her grandma's description.

I wasn't that anxious to go out before.

But now she doesn't want to stay here for a minute longer.

Only when you go out can you trace these things.

She couldn't help but feel anxious when she thought that her mother had been missing for so many years and was still in an unsafe environment.

"Don't worry."

Mo Shiyan said in a deep voice beside him: "We will find it."

His assurance made Mingnuan feel a little at ease.

"You are not a loser, so calm down." Mo Shiyan was not good at comforting, so this sentence was the most straightforward thing he could say.

He wanted to tell her.

She still has him by her side, so there is no need to be afraid.

Ming Nuan nodded with emotion, "Yes." She has a lot in her life.

Mo Shiyan's brows relaxed slightly when he heard Ming Nuan say: "I have so many companies under my control, and I also have my uncle, grandma and grandma."

The smile on Mo Shiyan's lips quickly softened.

She ordered everyone except him.

Mo Shiyan couldn't help but raise his eyebrows: "Your company may be in trouble now."

"After all, the outside world must be spreading rumors that we are dead."

Ming Nuan couldn't help but retort after hearing this: "Then you are the same."

"My company will not be in chaos." Ming Nuan said with determination, "They will help me protect the company."

Mo Shiyan curled his fingers slightly, "Really?"

He pursed his lips, "You mean those who have one sister at a time?"

He stretched out his hand and pressed Ming Nuan's palm underneath, and approached her, with deep eyes: "Xiao Nuan, we will fly away when disaster strikes. Are you sure they will stand by your side?"

Ming Nuan's pressed hand moved, and her fingers were wrapped around her. He gently pinched her beautiful fingertips.

But the next moment, Ming Nuan was suppressed with a strong backhand.

Ming Nuan's eyes were filled with blazing light.

"I am sure."

“I trust the people I choose.”

Mo Shiyan felt a wave of irritability welling up in his heart.

He thought that he should let her fall hard once, so that she would know who was the last person who would never leave her.

He bit his back teeth lightly, but heard Ming Nuan's next sentence was missing.

"Look, didn't I just give up on Fu Chuan and choose you?"

Mo Shiyan suddenly raised his head.

Ming Nuan looked at him with bright eyes, "Mr. Mo, I didn't choose the wrong person, right?"

Instead, Mo Shiyan's fingertips were held by her.

Her fingers were so thin, it seemed like they would break if pressed.

But his hand that was suppressed never lifted again.

Let her carefully reach out her fingertips and rub them again and again like a cat's paw.

After a long time, Mo Shiyan squeezed out a sound from his throat.

"Ah."

That's it.

After he returns, he can just deal with the traitors in her company in advance.

Otherwise, she might cry again.

now.

Ming Rourou is striding into Mingzhu Design Company.

She raised her head like a general returning with glory.

She stepped on high heels and walked directly into the design department.

Putting the bag in his hand firmly on the table, he glanced at the people sitting in the design department.

"Everyone here?"

"Let's have a meeting then."

With that said, Ming Rourou also made a call to Nuanyang Entertainment nearby in front of everyone.

The person who answered the phone was the head of the propaganda department over there.

"I am Ming Rourou."

Ming Rourou said with great momentum: "I am now working in Mingzhu Design."

"I have something to announce."

"Bring all the artists over there who are able to move."

This tone.

It is obvious that he has regarded himself as the master of these two companies.