Love from a Famous Family: Yan Shaotian spoils his little wife

The meaning of what Mo Tianze said was nothing more than to tell Mr. Mo that his family of three never left him behind.

After he finished speaking, he subconsciously glanced at Ji Nanxu.

I saw the man still standing quietly, his lowered eyes didn't know what he was thinking, but the corners of his lips twitched calmly.

Mo Tianze swallowed his unhappiness, and patiently explained to Mr. Mo: "Grandpa, didn't you always teach us to put our career first? The day you woke up, it was because the company happened to have something to deal with... ..."

"Up to now, you still think I'm angry because of this kind of thing?" Mr. Mo finally couldn't help it, and before he could finish speaking, he interrupted sharply.

Being reprimanded by him suddenly, Mo Tianze's face froze.

Oops, he has already groveled to such an extent, this old man is actually not willing to accept it!

Mr. Mo shook his head in disappointment, then raised his eyes and looked at Father Mo coldly, and said in a loud and clear voice: "You really think that I am really completely confused as I get older these past few years? You do it secretly Do you really think you can hide it from me? Heh, if you usually behave well, I wouldn't make such a decision!"

As he spoke, his chest was filled with anger, and he suddenly coughed violently.

Ji Nanxu hurriedly stepped forward and patted him on the back, and after the old man calmed down a bit, he retreated to his position tactfully.

"You guys..." Mr. Mo's face was full of disappointment, and when he set his eyes on Mo Tianze, he said angrily, "You are not much better! How dare you recite Follow us to hurt Nan Xu's woman!"

Mr. Mo's sudden words froze Mo Tianze's expression.

After a while, I understood what was coming, and I looked at Mr. Mo with a little more disbelief.

"Grandpa, you..." He knew it all!

Mr. Mo raised his crutch and was about to drop it heavily on him, but when he saw Mo Tianze's face that was somewhat similar to his youth, he stopped the crutch again in mid-air.

"Forget it..." After a stalemate for a while, he put down his crutch again, and waved his hand weakly, "I don't bother to pursue that matter anymore. But if you dare to have a next time, I won't I will forgive you so easily!"

"The matter of the will..." Father Mo spoke again unwillingly.

Mr. Mo stared at him coldly for a while without answering a word.

Mo's mother rolled her eyes, and in the end she was the first to pull Mo Tianze and Mo's father back with interest, "Dad, your body has not fully recovered, you must pay attention to rest, we will not disturb you for now !"

When several people walked out of the gate, Father Mo clenched his fists, the veins on his forehead and back of his hands throbbed violently.

He gritted his teeth, but no matter what he said at this time, he could no longer calm the anger in his heart.

"What should we do next?" Mo's mother pretended to be calm just now when she left, but when she thought about the will, her mentality suddenly collapsed, "If the will really came down like this, wouldn't it be our property? It’s not about to fall into the hands of others!”

20.00% of the Mo family's property is indeed enough for them to have enough food and drink for a lifetime, but human nature is greedy, how can they accept that what they should have been suddenly shrunk!

"Mom and Dad, don't worry, the most important thing now is to stabilize Grandpa's health. Otherwise, if Grandpa's health is lost, the will will be carried out according to what he just made!"

As Mo Tianze said, he clenched his fists, "Anyway, if it's not the last moment, there must be a solution!"

In the room, seeing the family of three walking away in a daze, Mr. Mo finally leaned his body that had been strenuous all night on the sofa, pinching the space between his brows wearily.

"Grandpa, actually... I also think this is inappropriate." After watching the family leave completely, Ji Nanxu walked around the sofa and came to Mr. Mo, and explained in a warm voice, "It's not that I don't want to help you, I just want to help you." But if that's the case..."

"I'm tired." Mr. Mo obviously had no intention of continuing to deal with this matter. He waved to him and got up to go to the room.

"Grandpa!" Ji Nanxu stood up, looked at Mr. Mo's arched back, and felt a little soreness in his heart. After a while, the last rationality in his heart supported the next words, "Although you are my Pro-grandpa, but I have my own life after all, there is really no way for me to turn my former good friend into an enemy."

Saying this, the scene of Yan Yichen and Xia Yan's couple continuously supporting them in the past year appeared in my mind, and the determination in my heart became stronger in an instant.

When Mr. Mo heard the sound, his footsteps stopped slightly, and he stood there for a long time without saying a word, keeping his back to him.

I don't know how long it took before Mr. Mo raised his hand suddenly, as if wiping something on his face, took another deep breath, and then continued to walk forward.

Seeing his actions, Ji Nanxu felt as if his heart had been hit hard by something suddenly, and there was a piercing pain in his body.

"Grandpa..." This time, he just whispered softly, watching the old man walk away step by step, and the firm belief in his heart was also shattered in an instant.

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These days the atmosphere in the Lu family is particularly gloomy, and the servants naturally don't know about Lu Zhenyu's marriage.All they could see was Lu's father constantly losing his temper at home.

Every day, the servants were scolded by Lu's father for some trivial hours. Seeing this, the housekeeper also felt a headache.

"Master, would you like to bring a cup of tea to the master yourself?" Seeing Lu Zhenyu coming home that night, the housekeeper stepped forward and suggested respectfully.

Lu Zhenyu paused, and subconsciously looked in the direction of the study. The scene of his father losing his temper in the study that day appeared in his mind, and he shook his head unconsciously.

The butler frowned in embarrassment, because it was their family business, and he couldn't say much, so he could only stare at him in distress.

Just as Lu Zhenyu was about to continue walking inside, he caught a glimpse of the butler's face full of tears from the corner of his eye, so he sighed deeply, and reluctantly accepted the cup of tea he handed over to him.

"Thank you sir!"

Hearing the housekeeper's grateful words, Lu Zhenyu felt extremely helpless.

But he also understands that this matter cannot just be avoided forever.

"Dad." He knocked on the door of the study room, and after waiting for a while, he walked in, "Have a cup of tea."