Did Miss Mo counterattack today?

Chapter 345 Who Are You

It's not because that bowl of soup is so precious or valuable, but because Mo Shengwen specially asked someone to stew it for Mo An'an alone.

Mo Shengwen still had a cold face, he glanced at the housekeeper with dissatisfaction, and said, "When did I give the order?"

The housekeeper understood, and immediately grabbed him, "I saw that the third lady's tongue was injured, so I asked the kitchen to stew it."

The more you describe, the darker.

Su Zhen grabbed the bowl of soup, took a sip, and gave a thumbs up.

Holding the chopsticks, Mo Shengwen's frowning brows eased for a moment, and he said majesticly, "Let's eat."

In the afternoon, Mo Shengwen did not force Su Zhen to guard Mo Ling's tablet, but he did not intend to release him either.

Mo Xingyan stood at the door, turned his head and said to Su Zhen, "I'm going back."

Mo Shengwen immediately frowned and coughed.

The housekeeper said: "The old man is going to see Miss Ling in the afternoon, let the third lady go with her."

After all, Mo Ling is Mo An'an's biological mother, if Mo Xingyan forcibly stopped her, it would be too inhuman.

But he didn't let go of his promise immediately, and looked at Su Zhen.

Seeing that Su Zhen nodded, he let go, "I'll come to pick you up at night."

"Yeah." Su Zhen nodded.

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Mo Ling was buried in the most luxurious cemetery in Ningcheng, backed by Beishan, facing the sea, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, it is a quite quiet place.

The driver put flowers in front of the tombstone, and Su Zhen stood beside Mo Shengwen.

There is a black and white photo of Mo Ling on the tombstone. At first glance, it looks a bit like Mo An'an, especially the mouth and nose, which are very similar to Mo Ling.

Su Zhen stared at the photo, but suddenly a voice came from her ear——

"who are you?"

Su Zhen was startled, because the voice rang right next to her ear, as if someone was talking to her close to her ear.

She immediately looked around, but there was nothing.

There was no one around her except Mo Shengwen and the driver.

Su Zhen's gaze fell back to Mo Ling's photo, where Mo Ling was smiling at her.

When the sea breeze blew, Su Zhen stood up with goosebumps all over his body.

Thinking of the timid female voice just now, she rubbed her arms vigorously, but she still felt terrified.

Could it be that Mo Ling was talking to her just now? ? ?
Impossible, impossible, Mo Ling has been dead for how many years, how could it be possible to talk to her?

It must be an auditory hallucination, an auditory hallucination!
Su Zhen didn't dare to look at Mo Ling's photo again, and stood silently for a while before leaving with Mo Shengwen.

At the entrance of the cemetery, there is a special place for burning paper money.

Su Zhen took two bundles of paper money, knelt there and burned them sincerely.

It was one o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun was shining brightly overhead. As soon as the brazier in front of him was lit, the flames immediately flew up.

After a while, a heat wave hit his face, and the roasted Su Zhen was flushed and even sweating.

Mo Shengwen stood beside her, watching quietly.

Su Zhen raised his hand to wipe the sweat oozing from his forehead, but suddenly his eyes turned black, and his mind felt dizzy.

She swayed and almost fainted.

The driver saw her and immediately reached out to support her, "Miss San, are you okay?"

Only then did Su Zhen suddenly come back to his senses, and he woke up in an instant, wiped off his sweat and said, "It's okay."

"But your face..." The driver took a look and said, "It's so pale."

"Is there?" Su Zhen touched her face subconsciously, and the discomfort has completely disappeared.

Mo Shengwen was condescending, and snorted coldly: "Delicate."

Then, walking on crutches.

The driver also hurriedly followed.

Su Zhen: "..."

(End of this chapter)