No.1 Puppet Master

At dawn, when he heard movement outside the house, Lan He wanted to go out to find something to eat.

Just as he was about to open the door, he suddenly felt his clothes being grabbed by someone. Turning around, it turned out to be Mo Lin.

"Where are you going?" Mo Lin rubbed his eyes, as if he hadn't woken up yet.

"...I'm going to look for food." Lan He's stomach growled a few times in response to the situation.

Mo Lin raised the corner of his mouth: "Take me with you."

"Ah? Are you hungry too?"

"No, I don't want you out of my sight."

"...Okay." Lan He felt that he could resist Lan Huan's contemptuous and sarcastic tone, Lan Lan's eyes were full of attack, and Lan Qingzhi's smile concealed the oppression of a knife, but he couldn't resist Mo Lin's immature face telling him that he was too serious words.

A grand family council is brewing at night in the luxurious and magnificent old mansion.

After enjoying the exquisite and delicious dinner, Maureen took the main seat.He changed into a particularly formal dark red dress, and pinned his exclusive family totem badge on his chest.The hands wearing black gloves gently picked up the teacup on the table, took a sip, and announced to everyone: "Let's get started."

The three elders sat around Mo Lin, namely Lan Feng who controlled the lifeline of the economy, Lan Ruoxian who defended the family's security, and Lan Xian who adjusted the family's internal affairs.

After that, the three sons-in-law have all arrived.Lan Qingzhi was full of confidence with a smile on his face as always; Lan Lan had lingering fears about what happened to his subordinates last night, so she didn't dare to look directly at Mo Lin, but she pretended to be calm on the surface; The cyan has not yet dissipated, and the cheeks are also swollen, which is very funny.

Lan He was sitting at the end. Compared with the glamorous sons-in-law, he was still wearing that simple windbreaker, because he was soaked in the rain and made a mat for Mo Lin, so he looked a bit dirty.

Lan Feng was slightly displeased with Lan He's inappropriate attire for attending such a formal meeting, and took the lead to speak: "Lord Mo Lin, the crime of the traitor Lan He's theft of 'Birth' has been confirmed, I wonder how the Lord wants to deal with it?"

Mo Lin glanced at Lan He, who was playing with his fingers.

"Mr. Lanhe, is there anything you want to say?"

He raised his head and smiled awkwardly: "It seems... not."

"Are you stealing 'birth'?" Maureen asked.

"Yes."

"Why?"

Lan He took a deep breath: "I want to be the head of the family."

There was a burst of exclamation from all around, and then everyone whispered and discussed.

"Oh..." Mo Lin said gracefully, "If you're not born as a legitimate son, how can you have confidence?"

It's impossible to say that you are the big backer, Lan He secretly slandered in his heart.

"The current situation in our family is chaotic, and the sons-in-law are arrogant. They don't pay attention to others, punish and slaughter at will, which is no longer what the Lan family should look like. My century-old foundation may be ruined. Although I have no talent, I am confident. The whole family, write a new set of family rules." He said indifferently: "As for the 'birth' of the theft, it is just to invite senior Mo Lin to come out of the mountain, only your ability can revive the Lan clan that has no future."

His words successfully angered all the elders and sons present.Lan Feng was even more furious, and jumped up against the case: "Presumptuous! How can a short-sighted person like you see the future of my family?"

"Why can't I see it? Elder Lan Ruoxian has countless grievances, and Elder Lan Feng is probably on par with him." Lan He sneered.

Lan Ruo, who was dragged in, stroked his beard first, and said: "I have the responsibility to rectify the family's law and order. In order to ensure safety first, it is understandable to kill a few people by mistake."

"Lan He uttered wild words and insulted the elders, and please ask Lord Mo Lin to make it worse." Lan Feng directly complained to Mo Lin.

Mo Lin didn't take Lan Feng's words, and smiled at Lan He: "I want to know what happened to the soul of the elder Lan Feng."

Lan He glanced at Lan Qing, the smiling face, and said: "My father was a servant under Lan Qingzhi's elder brother. My father accidentally broke a crystal wine glass of my elder brother while working, and my elder brother killed my father with a cane." His hand couldn't help He clenched his fists: "My father broke my elder brother's wine glass first, so he should be punished, but it would be too cruel to order my family to be slaughtered just because that wine glass is Elder Lan Feng's favorite."

"Full of nonsense!" Lan Feng wished he could come up and gag Lan He himself.

Mo Lin looked at Lan Qingzhi: "What do you say?"

Lan Qingzhi smiled: "It is true that an old servant broke the wine glass, and that wine glass is indeed Elder Lan Feng's favorite. But I only ask that old servant to find another one that is exactly the same. I did it, felt so guilty, and finally chose to kill myself in front of me, as for the massacre of his family that Little Brother Lan He said, why would you want to add the crime?"

Seeing that Mo Lin was still looking at him without speaking, Lan Qingzhi added: "Besides, I don't know that the old servant is the father of Lan He's younger brother. If he really slaughtered his family, why did he leave Lan He alone? I don't know." would be that stupid."

Mo Lin thought for a moment, and said, "Since both sides insist on their opinions, is there any evidence?"

Lan Qingzhi immediately said confidently: "Everyone in Lan's main house can testify for me." He glanced around the people present, and his eyes fell on Lan He who said nothing: "What about you? Brother He."

Lan He lowered his head, and it took him a long time to answer: "...No."

Mo Lin narrowed his eyes: "...I understand."

Lan Qingzhi waited for Mo Lin to pronounce Lan He's crimes, and didn't want him to change his words suddenly: "Then, let me announce the conditions for running for the position of Patriarch this time."

"Mo Lin... my lord?" Lan Qingzhi was stunned.

"It's very simple." Mo Lin ignored Lan Qingzhi, stood up, and walked to the fireplace in the hall. The ancient family totem on the wall was extremely sacred under the candlelight: "Just please me, who can make me happy, I Let whoever is the head of the family." He smiled strangely.

There was silence all around, and fell into silence for a while.

After a while, the elders looked at each other and exchanged winks with the sons they were supporting.First of all, Lan Xian and Lan Huan set an example.

As the youngest son, Lan Huan lost to his elder brother Lan Qingzhi in all aspects. He had no intention of fighting for the throne, but he didn't expect that Mo Lin's words would fuel his ambition. He said in surprise, "Is that true?"

Lan Xian coughed, got up and bowed to Mo Lin and apologized: "Ah Huan, how can you question Lord Mo Lin's words? Please don't blame Lord Mo Lin." Lan Xian is Lan Feng's younger brother, and he tried his best to help his brother, because he was afraid of his strength , has no idea about the position of Patriarch.Usually he is low-key and introverted, just to avoid angering his elder brother and ruin his reputation.But Mo Lin's words aroused his ambition to some extent, but he didn't show his face.

"It's absolutely true," Maureen replied.

Lan Lan, who had been immersed in fear all this time, cheered up and asked, "I don't know what kind of flattery my lord is referring to?"

Mo Lin said: "No restrictions, please play freely."

"How long is the time limit?" Lan Lan's father, Elder Lan Ruoxian asked.

"A week later." Mo Lin thought for a while: "At that time, I will recommend the person who satisfies me the most during the period."

Lan Feng and Lan Qingzhi stood up together, and the latter said respectfully to Mo Lin: "Master Mo Lin is really a genius. This method can select the best candidate without favoritism. I believe that your vision must be the sharpest."

Lan He in the corner was about to throw up when he heard the words, and his expression was a little distorted with a suppressed smile.

"It would be great if you think so." Mo Lin smiled.

"Since the position of Patriarch has been decided, how should the traitor Lan He be punished?" Lan Feng said.

"Mr. Lan He invited me out of the mountain, and I should abide by the agreement with him. There is only one more candidate for the position of Patriarch. If Mr. Lan He becomes the Patriarch in the end, we will forget the past. If not..." Mo Lin looked at Lan Heh, said mildly, "I will execute him with my own hands."

Mo Lin deliberately accentuated the word "execution". Lan He felt cold behind his back, and quickly got up to answer: "I know, I know."

A meeting of the council was fully controlled by Mo Lin, and finally ended in the bright night sky above the mansion.This night is destined to be no longer peaceful. The successors have their own ghosts and prepare for tomorrow's baptism overnight.

The head maid finally arranged a decent guest room for Lan He. He was lying on the bed in a daze, and there was a rhythmic sound outside the window, and Mo Lin stood on a big tree branch and knocked on his window.

Lan He quickly hugged him in, and he didn't care about wondering how he climbed up the tree, just like why he appeared on Lan He's window sill inexplicably last night.

"What happened to your hand?" Mo Lin grabbed Lan He's palm, and the four bloody nail prints on the palm were shocking.

"Uh..." Lan He wanted to take back his palm in embarrassment, but Mo Lin grabbed it tightly.

Facing Mo Lin's terrifying gaze, Lan He had no choice but to surrender and confess: "Lan Qingzhi and Lan Feng are aggressive, I can't beat them, can't you be angry?" He didn't use honorifics.

Maureen didn't speak, but his actions were unusual.His thumb rubbed the edge of Lan He's palm back and forth, as if he was thinking about something, he suddenly lowered his head and kissed the wound.

Lan He was so frightened that he didn't care about etiquette, and hurriedly withdrew his hand.

Mo Lin licked his lips, and Lang He opened his mouth in shock.

"Don't worry." Mo Lin sat down on the bed leisurely: "I will avenge you." Looking at Lan He's dull expression, he was in a good mood.