Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

Chapter 391 Tears that Lost Control Again

After the grievances grew deep, Mo Zhenhua had to use his brains.

After all, he is also a member of the Mo family. The old man is so confused that he will divide the inheritance unevenly. Maybe he will change his mind after a while? ?

Mo Zhenhua moved out a long time ago to live by himself. In order to please the old man, he moved back under the pretext that his apartment was being renovated.

Uncharacteristically, he got rid of many bad habits, and no longer went out to spend time and drink every day, but found a new job in a down-to-earth manner.

Although he was just an ordinary manager in a multinational company, Mo Zhenhua was serious about it.

The old man had asked someone to inquire in private, and Mo Zhenhua's performance in the company was not bad, he had changed his former young master's faults, and no longer liked to put on airs and show off his wealth.

Even after working in the company for a while, all his colleagues didn't know how his family was. Mo Zhenhua even bought a low-end car as a means of transportation.

The old man saw all his actions, and was deeply gratified for his grandson's sensibility.

It is said that raising children to prevent old age, the old man doesn't think so, he just hopes that the younger generations can be smooth and happy, and that's enough.

Mo Zhenhua seemed to be a different person. Apart from going to work, he stayed at home every day.

Occasionally, when the old man passed by his room, he would always find him reading books, all of which were professional books on marketing.

It seems that this grandson really intends to cultivate himself.

In the morning, I accompanied the old man to exercise, and patiently worshiped the old man as a teacher to learn Taijiquan. After dinner in the evening, he played chess with the old man, or watched the historical drama that the old man liked.

After persisting like this for nearly two months, the old man's attitude towards Mo Zhenhua became better and better. Sometimes he didn't see him coming downstairs when eating, and he would make the whole family wait for Mo Zhenhua to come before eating.

The old people are all the same, they are afraid of loneliness and always want the younger generation to be by their side.

They may have nothing to do, and their memory is not so good, but they hope that someone can talk to them, or that they will be satisfied with seeing their children and grandchildren.

Regarding the inheritance, Mo Zhenhua didn't mention a word, just pretending that he never knew about it.

If the old man accidentally notices something, there is no guarantee that the old man will not be angered. This matter really cannot be rushed.

Backfired.

Even though Mo Zhenhua had tried his best, he didn't expect things to take a turn for the worse. It was completely beyond his expectation and imagination, and he couldn't control it at all.

The Mo family has settled in France for several generations, but they still maintain many traditional Chinese customs.

So on the day of Xiao Ziqing's [-]th day, Mo Xiangnan invited a meal at the hotel at the behest of the old man, as a celebration for his daughter.

On that day, the old man suddenly announced that he had made a will, and asked the lawyer to read the content of the will in public.

It is not surprising that Mo Xiangnan can inherit half of the family property.

Anyone who knows the Mo family knows how precious the old man is to this old man, and would like to pick off the stars in the sky and use them as toys for him.

But even Mo Xiangnan's daughter can get a share, which is too unexpected.

Is this Ai Wu Ji Wu?

All of a sudden, the little girl who was held in someone's arms received everyone's attention. It seemed that she was born to be blessed.

The old man is very old, and to put it harshly, he will not live for a few years. I am afraid that Xiao Ziqing will not grow up when he passes away.

After all, Mo Xiangnan still has to take care of Xiao Ziqing's inheritance.

Isn't it equivalent to giving Mo Xiangnan the [-]%? ?

Mo Zhenhua drank a lot of wine angrily, and when he saw Mo Xiangnan and his wife holding their daughter talking and laughing among the guests, he became even more angry.

The more he looked at that pink and cute little face, the more resentment he felt, and he really wanted to strangle this little brat who got in the way!
Xiao Ziqing knew all about what happened afterwards, and it was on that night that she separated from her biological parents.

Not long after, both Mo Xiangnan and his wife died in a car accident. Before that, they didn't even know where their daughter was, and they didn't know if her daughter was alive or dead...

"The headache for us now is that there is no evidence to prove that Mo Zhenhua was directly related to the death of his parents." Feng Yiran sighed.

After tracking him down for so long, the old fox is very cautious in what he says and does. It is impossible for him to have any clues to be caught, let alone let anyone make a fuss.

Max leaned on the sofa with a helpless expression: "Every year on the anniversary of the death of Mr. Mo and Mrs. Mo, I go to see them, but every time, I feel very powerless."

Knowing that it should not be such a simple accident, but nothing can be done.

Feng Yiran picked up the teacup and touched Max: "Thank you for everything you have done! I tried to find the traffic policeman who dealt with that accident back then, but he couldn't be contacted. Maybe it will take some time."

Even if that incident is finally determined to be a traffic accident, there should be traces to follow, whether it is the photos of the scene or written records, they can give them some clues, right? ?
The most depressing thing is that the traffic policeman responsible for that accident has long since retired, and the original address has also moved.

After asking all over his colleagues, no one knew where the traffic policeman's family had moved, so Zhong Yu had to use all normal and abnormal means to find it.

Even Lan Jingyu was assigned the task of tracking and investigating the traffic police's bank records, as well as tax payment and social security.

"Boss, dinner is ready, let's move to the dining room, let's chat while eating!" Wu Ma came over and said respectfully.

There were so many things to digest, Xiao Ziqing felt a little overwhelmed.

She didn't expect that it turned out that Mo Zhenhua had a rift with her biological parents because of such a thing, and she didn't expect that someone would be suspicious and jealous.

Greed and desire can indeed make a person terrible, always feeling that all the good things in this world should fall on himself.

After the meal, seeing that Max was very tired, Xiao Ziqing asked him to go to rest first and reverse the jet lag.

After all, he is an elderly person, and he can't stand the toss.

After sitting on the plane for such a long time, and talking with them for so long, the physical strength is too much. If the acclimatization is added, the old man will suffer.

First Young Master Feng settled Max down, went back to the room and did not see Xiao Ziqing, so he pushed open the door of the bathroom.

It was found that she was lying in the bathtub in a daze, her body was covered by a tub of white bubbles, but she was not in the usual playful mood.

Walking over to check the temperature of the water with his hand, Feng Yiran couldn't help frowning, and immediately turned on the faucet to pour some hot water.

He squeezed Xiao Ziqing's face: "Baby, why are you in a daze? The water is cold, what should I do if I catch a cold?"

Xiao Ziqing came back to her senses, with a sleepy expression: "It's nothing, it's just a little unbelievable, such a cruel person is still my cousin, it's unbelievable."

But think about it, in those costume dramas, don’t brothers often fight each other, fighting each other for the throne, isn’t it relentless?

There will always be people who put their own interests above everything else, and blood and family relationship are not worth mentioning in their eyes.

Feng Yiran sat by the bathtub and massaged Xiao Ziqing's shoulders, his tone was very flat: "The world is so big, there are so many wonders. You have seen many people who are more cruel than Mo Zhenhua."

It used to be in B. a. When T was organized, which time did the target of the mission be a good person?

Even if it is not heinous, it is full of evil, not much difference, otherwise it will not be solved by abnormal means.

"By the way, grandpa is already on the plane. I've arranged for someone to pick him up when he lands at 8:[-] tomorrow morning. Get a good night's sleep, otherwise he'll see your dark circles and start nagging again." Feng Da Speak less.

Such good news finally made Mrs. Feng's eyes light up. She was as excited as a child: "Really?? Grandpa is really coming? That's great!"

It's been a long time since we saw each other, and I really miss that eccentric old man.

I remember when I was still living at home, I used to grab the TV remote control with my grandpa, and when I played games with my grandpa, both grandparents and grandchildren cheated...

Hehe, although he didn't stay at home for a long time, he left many beautiful and unforgettable memories for Xiao Ziqing.

What made her even more emotional was that the Xiao family always knew that she was picked up and raised, but they never showed any signs of it, and instead took care of her as their own child.

From childhood to adulthood, Xiao Ziqing will not lack what other children have, and even better than others.

In the past, she always felt that because she was an only child, she was especially favored.Now that I know the truth, I am even more grateful.

Knowing that Xiao Jingwen was coming, Marx was also happy.

Before coming to China, he had heard about the general situation from Zhong Yu's subordinates. He knew that the Xiao family had taken good care of Xiao Ziqing over the years and treated her as their own.

The old butler was full of grief and joy, he felt sorry for what happened to his young lady back then, and was also happy that she had such good luck, she deserved to die.

"Why didn't anyone come out to greet me? Are you all still sleeping late!?" The voice was like a bell, and before seeing Xiao Jingwen's figure, he heard his angry voice.

The old man always likes to be lively, like an old urchin, he can't stand the deserted place the most.

Regardless of his age, he is crazier than a young man when he plays, and his thinking is more avant-garde, and he doesn't even look like an old man in his clothes.

Look at the floral shirt, the white cotton trousers, the big wide-brimmed hat on top of the head, and a pair of sunglasses——

No matter how you look at it, it looks like going to the beach for vacation, not visiting relatives.

Xiao Ziqing has been awake for a while, but she is used to staying in bed, and she refuses to wash up for a long time.

It wasn't until she heard the old man's voice that she sat up, and let young master Feng carry her to the bathroom sleepily.

Since pregnancy, there is a kind of happiness called "walking without my own legs", and my husband is the best human crutch, and he can use it casually.

In the living room, the two old men had already met.

Xiao Jingwen had heard Feng Yiran mention it before he came, so of course he knew Max's identity, he extended his hand enthusiastically: "Hello, old housekeeper! I am Ziqing's grandfather, oh...not her own, but she treats us Xiao As far as the family is concerned, it is no different from the biological ones.”

After finishing his self-introduction, Max suddenly "plopped" and knelt down in front of Xiao Jingwen.

Not only Xiao Jingwen was frightened by this, even Wu Ma who came over with tea was frightened.

Which one is this from? ?
"Old Mr. Xiao, please accept my bow!" After speaking, Marx did not allow others to refuse, and kowtowed politely.

When she straightened up again, she was already in tears: "Thank you very much for taking in Miss and taking such good care of her..."

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