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

This time I don't have the energy to relax.

The person who was speaking immediately started bleeding profusely.

"you!"

He stood up in horror, covering his forehead, "It's bleeding! Quick, take me to the hospital, I'm bleeding!"

Fu Chuan next to him seemed to have finally caught the old man's handle.

He stood up suddenly and scolded: "I respectfully call you old man, and you really think you can do whatever you want!"

"Let me tell you, this is not over yet! Just wait! Just wait!" The man whose head was bleeding from being hit by him roared and was extremely afraid of death. He leaned against the person next to him with a weak face and shouted that he wanted to find a hospital.

The reception room suddenly became a mess.

Mr. Mo was so angry that his chest heaved.

Soon, the group of people left, and Fu Chuan still had a determined smile on his face.

Mr. Mo snorted coldly, and after the people left, he sat back in his chair weakly.

He was really out of his depth.

"Mr. Mo, are you okay?" The assistant next to him immediately brought him his normal medicine.

Mr. Mo clenched his fists.

"Any news about that brat?"

The assistant couldn't bear to say anything and remained silent.

Mr. Mo closed his eyes.

"Keep looking."

"I don't believe that kid would fall for the same thing twice."

……

"Actually, you don't have to hide it from Mr. Mo. The old man is in poor health, isn't he?"

Ming Nuan looked at Mo Shiyan beside her and felt a little headache when thinking about the situation in the country.

She had originally planned to come alone.

She didn't think Mo Shiyan had to accompany her through this muddy water.

Ming Nuan was sitting next to Gu Mingzhu.

Mo Shiyan sat obediently on the sofa next to him, ready for action as if Gu Mingzhu might wake up at any moment.

Both hands are placed very properly.

Thinking about what might happen to Grandpa and Grandma Mo, Ming Nuan felt a little guilty. At least she gave Pei Zhengyan and the others some hints. They also knew that she was abroad just to see her mother, and they would definitely be wary of that old thing.

But the two old men of the Mohist school didn't know.

Mo Shiyan didn't tell them anything.

Ming Nuan couldn't quite understand his true thoughts. If it was just for the sake of accompanying her, she felt that he wouldn't have kept silent about it to the two elderly people at home.

Mo Shiyan saw the confusion in Ming Nuan's heart.

Suddenly he smiled, and the smile on his face became more genuine.

"Honey."

"Don't blame yourself. I didn't come here just for you. Of course, I will definitely say that it was all for you, as long as you can be a little soft-hearted to me."

He relaxed a little, leaning back against the sofa.

"Baby, do you know what kind of person my old man is?"

Ming Nuan, who suddenly became a treasure: "..."

"He looks fierce, but he's actually very easy to control. He's a man who values ​​friendship and loyalty."

Mo Shiyan suddenly laughed as if he remembered something. "Aristocratic families with a history of more than a hundred years have intertwined and complicated relationships. Under the gorgeous exterior, there are a bunch of rotten and maggoty termites."

"As long as there is someone in the family who can carry the banner of the aristocratic family and continue to move forward, they can continue to hide in the shadow of the family and live their corrupt lives with peace of mind."

Mo Shiyan sneered, "There are so many old guys in the company."

"I think we should root out those termites."

"But he refused. He is soft-hearted."

"He always thinks of the old friendship and talks about the friendship that happened eight hundred years ago. Before he fell into a coma, I had already cleared out a group of people."

"Now is a good time to let him see it clearly."

"What kind of people are those old guys in his eyes?"