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He frowned, hesitated or walked in.

"Master, don't be like this. You can't come back from death!"

Old Yan whispered comforting.

After a long time, Mo Qianshan said in a low voice, "Old Yan, what do you say I'm doing back?"

His voice was full of regret and self-blame, "If I don't come back, they will be living happily now."

He raised his hands and hit his head fiercely, "What am I doing here? Why should I be back? I shouldn't be back, I shouldn't be back at all!"

Old Yan sighed deeply in his heart, "Master, the world is unpredictable. No one would have thought it would end like this, so don't blame yourself too much. The old man is gone, let her rest in peace!"

"Can she rest in peace?" Mo Qianshan shook his head.

"Master, take care of your body."

Lao Yan could not find a suitable reason to comfort him.

Suddenly, someone knocked on the door and pushed it open, "Uncle Yan!"

Lao Yan turned around and looked at the panicked servant, "How come you broke into the study and forgot the rules?"

The servant said, "Miss is here..."

Mo Qianshan quickly turned around, "Who's here?"

Old Yan frowned and said, "It's Missy!"

Mo Qianshan wanted to stand up. He just got up one leg, but suddenly fell down.

He struggled, "The old saying will convince me."

downstairs

The black-clad woman standing in the luxurious hall is Subei, carrying a bag in her hand and standing there with her back straight.

Mo Qianshan came down from the stairs and was supported by Lao Yan.

When he saw Subei, he was a little excited and relieved.

"Beibei, why are you here? How are you?"

A light makeup was painted on the thin face of Northern Jiangsu, although he was still haggard, but he was very energetic.

She sneered and said, "You wish I had better die with my grandma, right?"

Mo Qianshan's eyes were painful, "Beibei, why would I think that, you are my daughter!"

"Shut up!" Su Bei screamed, "How can I be your daughter? How can I be my dad who indulges his own woman with an angry mother!"

"Subei, I am also very sad about your grandma, and I don't want to..."

Mo Qianshan said it almost crying.

He was a lot older in an instant, and his posture was not as tall as before.

The whole person was haggard, and the weak seemed to be unable to stand.

"Enough, I don't want to hear you say this. I want to see Baili Lingyan and let her come down."

Subei said coldly.

"North, you..."

"Why, don't you dare to let her see me?" Subei's vision was ice.

Mo Qianshan nodded, "Old Yan went upstairs and told her to come down."

Old Yan nodded and hurried upstairs.

After a while, Baili Lingyan helped him downstairs.

Seeing Subei, she immediately began to cry with tears and dim eyes, "Subei, you are here, everything is my fault, I am wrong. I know you hate me in your heart, and you can treat me whatever you want, but I Please don't blame your dad. He has already blamed himself for not closing his eyes for a few days."

Subei smiled coldly, "He doesn't fit his eyes for a few days, that's what it should be. Without his mother, wouldn't he have to cry and cry? Otherwise, wouldn't it be too bad for my grandmother to give birth to him once? But, don’t you just stop acting with me, aren’t you tired?"

Baili Lingyan put on 120,000 sincerity on his face, "Subei, I am sincere. I was too impulsive at the time to go out. However, I was also sincere to celebrate your grandma's birthday. Everything about that day I did it secretly. Even I have promised your father that he will not attend. But..."