After the divorce, my wife wants to remarry, and Mr. Di is crazy.

"Jingchen, grandpa is sorry for you~"

After saying this, Mr. Mo turned around and went back to his room, not in the mood to eat breakfast.

Looking at his stooped back, Mo Jingchen felt very uncomfortable.

He was the one who uncovered the scars that Grandpa had hidden, and they were bloody... But, he had the right to know the truth.

Grandpa shouldn't have hidden it from them~ After all, it would be unfair to their own grandma.

Because of his concealment, his father, he, and Xiaotian didn't know that his grandmother existed, and his grandmother's spirit in heaven would never rest in peace.

Mo Jingchen didn't look back until he couldn't see the old man's back.

Turning around, he went to the dining room.

Uncle Fu was waiting in the dining room at this time. When he came in, he immediately dismissed the other servants.

"Uncle Fu, bring grandpa's breakfast into his room."

"Okay, young master~"

Uncle Fu went to get the tray in response. Soon, he took the old man's breakfast out of the dining room and went directly to the old man's room.

After he left, Mo Jingchen picked up his breakfast and started eating it.

Not having much appetite, he only took a few bites and left.

When Fu Bo came in, he saw most of the food left and shook his head.

One or two of them don’t eat, alas! This is really a bad thing.

Uncle Fu glanced at the food that he had brought back intact, and he felt a little worried.

How can the old man survive without eating? It's only his old body and bones that can bear it.

After thinking about it, he put down the tray and called Mo Jingchen.

"Hey, young master, I don't want to have breakfast~"

Mo Jingchen was in the car at this time, and before he started the car, he received a call from Uncle Fu.

He rubbed his brows, his voice was a little hoarse.

"Well, I understand. I'll call him and he will come out to eat by himself later."

After hanging up Fu Bo's phone, he dialed the old man's phone number.

Mr. Mo was silently wiping his tears in the room. When he saw the caller ID, he hesitated and answered the call.

"Hey, Jingchen~"

"Grandpa, if you still want to visit my grandma and aunt, you should go out for breakfast now and be obedient. I will take you to Province Y to see them when I get back. Otherwise, I won't take you there myself..."

Before Mo Jingchen finished speaking, Mr. Mo, who was still wiping his tears, became anxious.

"I'm going to have breakfast now~"

With that said, he hurriedly walked out of the room before hanging up the phone.

If he doesn't go to Ah Feng's graves and repent, he will never die in peace...

Mo Jingchen didn't know what he was thinking. Seeing that he promised to eat well, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Grandpa is getting older and will easily collapse if he continues to be depressed.

Even though grandpa was wrong about what happened back then, he still couldn't bear to watch the old man give up on himself.

Mo Jingchen said a few more words before hanging up the phone.

After sitting quietly in the car for a while, he started the car and drove out of Mojin Manor.

The car sped straight to a prison.

How to find out where his aunt is buried? Mo Jingchen thought of Lan Fugui.

After all, he was his ex-uncle, so he might be able to get some news about his aunt from him.

Apart from him, Mo Jingchen had no other way to inquire.

……

In a certain prison.

Lan Fugui was huddled in a corner and shivering. In front of him, several fierce men were looking at him with amusement.

"Brother, this old guy's bones are too soft. It's really boring to fight~"

A big man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said something, stepped on the back of Lan Fugui's hand, and then crushed it hard.

The pain made Lan Fugui turn a little pale, but he still didn't dare to make the slightest sound.

He has been here for several months and has been tortured by these people almost every day. He has already figured out their moral character.

The more painful he is, the more he resists and screams, the more excited they are and the more forceful they will be in torturing him.

Gritting his teeth, he lowered his head and did not dare to look at these people.

A few people are the bullies here. I heard that any newcomer who comes in will be tortured by them, as long as they are willing to recognize the boss.

In the end, even if he admitted it and said he had given in, he was still beaten several times a day.

Lan Fugui guessed that they might have been instigated, and he was being retaliated.

It must have been Di Beiming's order, but what could he do if he knew, he couldn't beat Di Beiming.

After a few months, Lan Fugui was desperate.

Sure enough, you can't do bad things, because there will really be retribution, won't his retribution come?

He was sentenced to more than ten years. Every day he was bullied here, he didn't know if he could get out alive.

With no way out in sight, Lan Fugui's face was full of despair...

"It's bad luck, brother, it's boring to fight like this, you won't even say a word."

The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks had used all his strength to crush him, but the old man in front of him was lifeless and didn't react at all.

He has no sense of accomplishment anymore...

That's right, in the eyes of these people, Lan Fugui, who was originally only middle-aged, is an old man.

In just a few months, he had aged by at least ten years, and now he looks to be in his seventies or eighties.

Lan Fugui has become numb after months of torture.

When these people beat him, he really didn't react at all except his body shaking instinctively.

"That's it for today, let's continue tomorrow~ Bah~"

After the boss finished speaking, he spat a thick mouthful of phlegm on Lan Fugui's head, which stuck directly to his scalp.

After taking a satisfied look at his masterpiece, he turned back to his bed.

The other people followed suit, and each of them spat on Lan Fugui's scalp.

Lan Fugui is used to it.

At first he would be so nauseous that he would vomit, but now he is unresponsive.

After the people around him left, he dared to limp back to his bed.

As soon as I sat down, there were footsteps approaching from outside, and soon the door opened, and an emotionless voice sounded.

"Lan Fugui, someone is visiting~"

……

Country M.

Lan Yuexin closed the laptop with a dark face.

There is indeed something wrong with this Sister-in-law Zhao...

Her fingers were tapping on the table, and the chat history on Sister Zhao's phone was replayed in her mind.

"Hide well and wait for my instructions to act. Don't expose any flaws..."

"Don't worry, I'm very cautious. I will take action as soon as the instructions come. When the time comes, you can send more people to respond..."

Who is behind all this?

After a long time, Lan Yuexin made a decision, got up, and went to the baby room.

In the nursery.

Ruan Yuxi took away Mrs. Lin's job of feeding Sambo, and Mrs. Zhao on the side was envious.

Why don't you take her job?

Seeing Mrs. Lin watching relaxedly, she was thinking about finding an excuse to hand over the second treasure to her to feed, when Lan Yuexin's voice came in.

"Sister-in-law Zhao, please give the second treasure to Sister-in-law Lin and come out. I have something to tell you."

Her voice was not loud, but her tone sounded a little cold, and Mrs. Zhao felt a sudden change in her heart.

Did Miss Lan discover something? It was impossible. She was always cautious, so she probably didn't discover it.

After comforting herself, the uneasiness in her heart disappeared.

"Sister-in-law Zhao, Miss Lan is looking for you, give me the second treasure!"

Seeing that she was motionless, Mrs. Lin went over and took the second treasure.

"Haha, I have to trouble you again, Mrs. Lin~"

He smiled and handed Erbao's bottle to Aunt Lin, and then Aunt Zhao got up and left the baby room.