Mr. Ling is busy with jealousy every day

Mo Xudong was beaten up by Mo Wanwan until his nose was bruised and his face was swollen. His eyes were so painful that he shed tears when he opened his eyes. He was sitting in the emergency room. While the nurse was helping him with the wound, he pointed angrily at the side with his messy hair but kept it still. Mo Wanwan, with a noble posture, "H-mother bitch, just like your mother, shrew!"

When Mo Wanwan heard this, before his anger subsided, he rushed to Mo Xudong again, pushed the nurse away, raised his hand and slapped him on the face, "Say my mother is just looking for a beating! Don't think that this is I don’t dare to do anything to you in the hospital, if you dare to say one more word, I’ll come back!”

Mo Xudong had seen Mo Wanwan's tricks tonight, and he knew that he was not her opponent. When he was slapped, he thought that the nurses and doctors in the emergency room would be watching. If he didn't slap him back, he would be ashamed. He will fight with him again in the evening, and it will go on endlessly. Mo Xudong pondered for a few seconds, and replied generously, "Good men don't fight with women, I don't want to bother with you."

They are still arguing in full swing here, but they don't know that their father has walked around the gate of hell.

The housekeeper at home found them and told them about Mo Zhongheng's rescue. Mo Xudong was still at a loss, and he grabbed the housekeeper for questioning without knowing why, but Mo Wanwan had already left the emergency room and went straight to the operating room. The mother in the operating room immediately stepped forward and hugged her, "Mom, Dad will be fine, don't worry."

Mo Wanwan's mother has always been gentle and aloof from the world. Before she saw her daughter, she was distraught. Now that she saw her daughter, she finally calmed down. She sat on the stool and cried. He couldn't help sneering, "My dad hasn't died yet, you're just here crying, what about mourning?"

"Mo Xudong, did I act too lightly just now?" Mo Wanwan hated her mother being bullied the most. As long as her mother was involved, Mo Wanwan's temper would become even hotter, and no one could stop her.

Mo Xudong was a little scared, so he immediately confessed, and he didn't know what to say to the housekeeper. They stayed outside until the lights on the operating room went out and the doctor came out. They finally stopped arguing and chatted together. Surrounded the doctor and asked about the situation.

The doctor glanced at Mo Xudong expressionlessly, then at Mo Wanwan, and said helplessly, "We have tried our best."

"Mom!" Mo Wanwan quickly supported her mother's fallen body, and she was in a mess.

After receiving the call, Jiang Nanyun rushed to the hospital to find Mo Wanwan.

Mo Wanwan was lying in front of her mother's hospital bed, her eyes were almost swollen from crying. When she saw Jiang Nanyun coming, she stood up and hugged her, crying loudly. Accepting the news of her husband's death, her eyes were empty, like a person without a soul.

"It's all my fault. Why do I insist on fighting with Mo Xudong? If I don't fight with him, I won't go to the hospital. If I don't go to the hospital, I won't make my father angry. If he doesn't get angry, he won't be sick. Worse." Mo Wanwan cried very sadly, spoke intermittently, and fell into self-blame, no matter what others said, she seemed to be stuck in a dead end and couldn't get out.

The door of the ward was opened, and Mo Xudong and the butler walked in. The butler of Mo Zhongheng's funeral had already been arranged by someone, and the reporters and the media rushed to the hospital as soon as they heard the news, blocking the entrance of the hospital, waiting for an interview to the latest news.

Mo Wanwan was not in the mood to argue with Mo Xudong now when he saw Mo Xudong, while Mo Xudong rubbed his black eyes, walked up to Mo Wanwan, clicked his lips, and said nonchalantly, "Now Dad is also angry at you If you're dead, I'll see what face you have to stay in Mo's house from now on, and what face you still have to stay in Mo's house."

"Don't say it's you, even you. Mom wants to pack up my things and get out of Mo's house." Mo Xudong didn't feel the slightest bit of sadness over his father's death. Now he clearly came to compete with Mo Wanwan for Mo's house. He is the first heir of the Mo family and the only son of Mo Zhongheng. No one can justify himself without his status.

Mo Wanwan had no intention of arguing with him.No matter what Mo Xudong said in front of her, she always had the same expression, and she didn't take Mo Xudong's words to heart at all.Fortunately, Mo Xudong had other matters to deal with, so he left the hospital without staying here for too long.

The next morning, news of Mo Zhongheng's death in the hospital spread like wildfire, spreading throughout the entire cotton city.Weibo was once on the hot search list, and the news of Mo Zhongheng's death was overwhelming. Most of the comments downstairs were concerned about whose hands the Mo family would end up in. Of course, many people asked whether there was a conspiracy.

Mo Wanwan didn't care about these things anymore, she accompanied her mother back to Mo's house, accompanied by Jiang Nanyun.As soon as the three of them arrived outside the iron gate of the Mo family's mansion, they saw the butler come out, looking at Mo Wanwan with a cold face, "Miss."

"What are you trying to do when you see my car and close the door?"

"Miss, it's not my fault. I also obeyed the young master's order, and you are not allowed to enter Mo's house again."

Afterwards, I saw the servant come out carrying a lot of suitcases, "Miss, the young master confessed that it was you who made the master mad, so you are not allowed to go back to Mo's house. I have already let the servant take care of your and your wife's luggage." People packed up..."

"Open it!" Mo Wanwan yelled outside, only to see the servant lift the suitcase for her from the side door, put it down and leave.

I don't know how long I scolded at the door, but I never saw Mo Xudong come out. Mo Wanwan jumped her feet angrily, pointed at the sky and scolded Mo Xudong from the beginning to the end, and finally accepted the fact that there was no way to get in today. Mo Wanwan had no choice but to take her mother back to her usual place.

On the second day after Mo Zhongheng's death, the news that Mo Xudong drove Mo Wanwan out of Mo's house quickly spread. There was no secret to hide from the paparazzi. The people who eat melons did not expect that Mo Xudong's hands and feet would be so fast, and Mo Zhongheng's mother and daughter would be driven out of the house when Mo Zhongheng's bones were still alive.

Jiang Nanyun accompanied Mo Wanwan while her mother was resting in the room.The two sat in the living room without talking, until Jiang Nanyun's cell phone rang suddenly, which startled them both.

She took out her mobile phone from her bag, and it was Ling Yucheng who had disappeared for a day and night. She hesitated for a while before answering the phone, her tone was as indifferent as ever, "What's the matter?"

"Where are you?"

Jiang Nanyun sneered in his heart, isn't there a tracker around her?Even the mobile phone has a positioning system installed by him. If he wanted to know his whereabouts, he would make a special call to ask, which is really funny, "Hospital."

Although she and Ling Yucheng were a little unhappy last night, they didn't have a cold war to the point of not talking nonsense, but the relationship was not as peaceful as before.Mo Wanwan was in a low mood right now, so she didn't notice their situation at all, but after she hung up the phone, she asked casually, "Who is calling?"

"Ling Yucheng. He will come over later."

Mo Wanwan didn't say a word, remembering seeing Lu Zhanlin at the bar last night and what he said, his mood became even more depressed.

When Ling Yucheng was mentioned, Jiang Nanyun realized why he felt a little strange when he found Mo Wanwan. It turned out that he hadn't seen her follower Lu Zhanlin, "Where's Lu Zhanlin? Why didn't I see him."

"do not know."

Doesn't Mo Wanwan know Lu Zhanlin's whereabouts?The two are usually inseparable, why did Lu Zhanlin disappear at a critical moment?She had doubts and felt that it was not the right time to mention it at this time, so she simply suppressed it. In the bottom of her heart, she waited until she had time to ask again, and she had clearly noticed that when Mo Wanwan mentioned Lu Zhanlin, his face was very ugly, as if he was very repulsive.

When Ling Yucheng came, there were naturally two followers behind him, Lu Zhanlin and Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan didn't dare to look into Mo Wanwan's eyes, so he kept his presence as low as possible. He hid behind Lu Zhanlin and never said a word since he came in. When he saw Lu Zhanlin walking towards Mo Wanwan with a concerned face Beside him, he didn't dare to make a sound.

"Stay away from me." Mo Wanwan suddenly distanced herself from Lu Zhanlin and refused to talk to him, which surprised them all. They didn't understand what Lu Zhanlin did to make her angry.

Even the person involved, Lu Zhanlin, was confused, scratching his head, and looked at Mo Wanwan inexplicably, "I know you are very sad that your uncle passed away..."

"What does it have to do with me? Lu Zhanlin, please stay away from me and don't bother me." Mo Wanwan took a step back and looked at him with distant eyes. Don't bother to care about me, okay? You'd better leave your fraternity to those women who want your love."

"What are you talking about?" Lu Zhanlin was extremely wronged. He didn't know how he had offended Mo Wanwan. He sent a signal for help to Jiang Nanyun, but Jiang Nanyun also looked blank, saying that she didn't know anything.

Only Lu Yuan was clear in his heart and knew why Mo Wanwan was so angry.

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Mo Zhongheng liked scenery before he was alive, and he couldn't be casual after his death, so his memorial service was very grand, and almost all the upper-class people in Cotton City, as well as major reporters and media were invited.The only ones who were not included in the invitation were Mo Wanwan, mother and daughter.

The absence of an invitation did not prevent Mo Wanwan from wearing a black dress early in the morning and driving his mother to his father's memorial service.

memorial service.

As soon as Mo Wanwan's car appeared, various media rushed to take pictures.Mo Wanwan unbuckled her seat belt, took a deep breath, and opened the car door.She got out of the car, and the black microphones flooded up, almost drowning her in the microphones. The reporter's chattering voice made her two heads grow louder in her ears. Mother opens the door.

"It looks good now, hurry up and grab this news, and it will be on the headlines tomorrow."

"That's right, Mo Zhongheng's body was not cold yet, so Mo Xudong drove Mo Wanwan out of the house for the sake of his family property, and didn't let Mo Zhongheng's wife go back to Mo's house."

"Oh my god, it seems that the internal fighting in the Mo family is about to heat up, and I don't know how the young lady of the Mo family will fight back. She is not a fuel-efficient lamp."