Mysterious president, get away from me!

"Well, be careful. If anything happens, call me right away."

Having said that, Gu Xiaoqiao is still not at ease with her, watching her lead Pearl's little hand to follow the bodyguard out of the coffee shop, and then sit on the road side of the car, just in case, Gu Xiaoqiao wrote down the license plate number of the car.

Mo Ling takes Zhu Zhu into the car and looks at the strange man quietly. He is very handsome, with noble and elegant temperament. His smile is very gentle. People can't help but put down their psychological defense and want to be close to him. And this kind of person is often the most dangerous.

He said with a smile, "Zhao Minghao, my name. When I first meet you, please take care of me."

Mo Ling light way, "I never heard my mother said, she also has a nephew."

Zhao Minghao handed her a yellow old photo. "After reading this photo, maybe you won't doubt my identity."

This is a picture of the whole family, a middle-aged couple, a pair of young children. Her son is heroic and her daughter is charming. Of course, Maureen can recognize the young girl in the photo when her mother was young.

Mo Ling pinched the photo's finger slightly tight, throat slightly astringent, "I never know, I have grandparents, and uncles... My mother never mentioned to me..."

"At that time, my aunt insisted on marrying your father. My grandmother was so angry that she fell ill in bed. My grandfather was so angry that he broke off the relationship between father and daughter. Maybe it was for this reason that my aunt didn't mention the Zhao family to you."

Mo Ling's face is very bad. Looking at this picture, she can't help recalling her mother, who wept secretly every day when she was young.

Zhao Minghao said slowly, "shortly after my aunt got married, my grandmother died of illness. My grandfather thought it was all my aunt's fault, so he complained about my aunt all the time. He didn't allow the family to mention my aunt's name, so I didn't know that I had an aunt and a cousin until a month ago."

Mo Ling returned the old photos to him and said, "I feel unworthy for my mother." For such a fickle man, he broke up with his parents and didn't get along with them until he died. I don't know if he ever regretted his mother's death?

Zhao Ming Hao wry smile, "although this is not appropriate, but in fact, I also feel unworthy for my aunt. A man like Mo Yingjie is not worth her life."

"Not for life." Mo Ling interrupted him, "when I was six years old, my mother cut her wrist and killed herself because she couldn't stand my father's cold shoulder. A month later, my father married my stepmother and brought my two-year-old illegitimate daughter

There was a depressing low pressure in the car.

Lying in Mo Ling's arms, Zhu Zhu keenly felt that her mother seemed to be sad, so she carefully pulled her clothes and said softly, "Mommy, don't be sad, you still have Zhu Zhu."

"Dear, Mommy is not sad."

Mo Ling held back her sour eyes, touched her hair, and introduced to Zhao Minghao with a smile, "Mr. Zhao, this is my daughter, Zhuzhu, Zhuzhu. Say hello to my uncle."

Zhu Zhu shook his soft hand. "Hello uncle, I'm Zhu Zhu."

Zhao Minghao rubbed the cerebellar pouch melon with a gentle smile. "Zhu Zhu, don't call me uncle, you should call me cousin."

Zhu Zhu blinked, "Oh, good uncle."

Zhao Ming Hao raised his eyebrows and laughed, "cousin, you see, Zhu Zhu is more sensible than you. We are cousins. Don't you think it's too much to use Mr. Zhao's strange name?"

Mo Ling was speechless for a moment and sighed, "OK, cousin. Cousin, our two families haven't been in touch for so many years. You come to me suddenly. What's wrong with your grandfather? "

"Smart, worthy of my cousin." Zhao Minghao's smile disappeared and his tone was slightly low. "A month ago, my grandfather suddenly fell ill and was sent to the hospital for examination. He found a tumor growing in his brain."

After a pause, he continued, "the doctor advised my grandfather to have surgery to remove the tumor, but my grandfather didn't want to. My family took turns to persuade me, but my grandfather just didn't agree. Later, my father thought of you..."

"Do you want me to persuade my grandfather to have an operation?"

"Yes."

Mo Ling suddenly understood what, slender fingers pinched eyebrows, slowly way, "have you ever been to Mo's, met my father?"

"Well, this picture was given to me by your father." Zhao Minghao gives her a picture.

Maureen took a look at the 17-year-old girl in the photo and said faintly, "this was taken when I was just admitted to university."

Zhao Ming Hao's lips curved with a touch of irony. "Your father searched the whole villa and only found this" recent photo. "

Mo Ling sneered, "ten years ago, the photos are really close."

He raised his eyebrow and said nothing, but the irony between his eyebrows was very obvious.

"No wonder recently my father and stepmother spared no effort in persuading me to stay in China. I think they want to establish a relationship with the Zhao family through me." Mo Ling suddenly poked Zhao Minghao's arm with her arm. "Hello, cousin, is your family rich?"

Zhao Ming Hao laughs, "ever heard of Yonghui group?"

Mo Ling was surprised to open his eyes, for a long time, nodded, "one of the four major groups in Yingcheng, I didn't expect my grandparents to be so powerful."

Zhao Minghao did not smile.

Mo Ling eyes slightly cold, light way, "my father, really... Because of his reason, my mother died, he still want to use me to climb up to the Zhao family... I don't know what language to use to describe him."

"You are you and Mo family is mo family. I'm afraid that his wishful thinking will fail." Zhao Ming Hao didn't like Mo Yingjie, and his words also showed his displeasure.

"How's grandfather doing now?" Although she had never met before, after all, she was connected by blood. Maureen was still very concerned about the old man.

"Not very optimistic. The tumor in his head oppresses the optic nerve. Now he is completely blind in his left eye and can hardly see clearly in his right eye." When it comes to the old man, Zhao Minghao has a headache. "My grandfather is stubborn. No one can help him."

"Is grandfather in Yingcheng's hospital now?"

"Well, it's four hours' drive from C city to Yingcheng at most. If it's convenient, I'd like you to visit him today."

Mo Ling thought about it. Mo Jiani's wedding will be held the day after tomorrow, and she will have time to rush back to C City tomorrow.

"Well, let's go now."

On the way to Yingcheng, Mo Ling sent a short message to Gu Xiaoqiao, explaining it briefly so as not to worry her. Then, she made another phone call to Mo's home and said that she had taken Zhuzhu to meet her friends and would not go home tonight.

Along the way, Zhao Minghao told her a lot about the Zhao family.

Mo Ling learned that her grandparents had only one son and one daughter. Her son, Zhao Jinwen, Mo Ling's uncle, is now over 50 years old and has only Zhao Minghao, the only son under her knees. Her aunt's name is Zhong Yalan. She came from a famous family. Because she was better protected by her uncle, she is still a simple person until now.

It's hard for Maureen to imagine that a woman, as a wealthy daughter-in-law, can still maintain her simple character. What's more, this woman is almost 50 years old!

Zhao Minghao had no choice but to smile, "when you see my parents, you will understand."

Yes, when Maureen saw her uncles and aunts, she really understood why a woman could keep her pure nature after she got married, because her husband doted on her so much that she would not show any negative emotions in front of her, let alone quarrel, which was impossible.

Maureen could hardly believe that the beautiful woman who looked only thirty years old was her aunt.

Zhong Yalan is wearing a long plain skirt with goose yellow shawl on her shoulders. Her hair is in a high bun. Her beautiful eyes are clear and bright. Her ivory skin is shining in the sun. Her whole temperament is as quiet and beautiful as her name.

Zhao Minghao seemed to guess what Mo Ling was thinking at the moment. He suddenly came up to her ear and said with a smile, "don't be confused by my mother's appearance. She is actually very hot."

Spicy? Can this kind of words really be associated with beautiful aunts?

Mo Ling bent the corner of his lips, took Zhu Zhu's little hand, and went to Zhao Jinwen and his wife. He politely said, "Hello, uncle and aunt, this is my daughter Zhu."

Zhu Zhu raised her small face, showing a sweet smile, and called crisply, "uncle, granddad, how are you?"

"Oh, how lovely." Zhong Yalan completely ignored Mo Ling, a Feipu, pounced on Zhu Zhu and held her small body tightly in her arms. "It's so lovely, just like a little angel. Minhao, you should give birth to a baby for me and a daughter. It's small, soft, how lovely!"

Zhao Ming Hao helpless, "Mom, have a child this kind of thing, anxious."

"What's the hurry? I've been thinking about having grandchildren for many years. You'll go to a woman tomorrow and get married quickly. I must have grandchildren within this year. "

Zhao Minghao said, "Mom, marriage is a big thing. I need to think carefully. I don't even have a marriage partner. Who do I want to marry?"

"Then hurry to find it!" Zhong Yalan fondly kneaded Zhu Zhu's cheek while casually educating his son, "you, you have not been in love for so many years. I almost doubt whether you like men..."

Zhao Minghao is full of black lines. If his mother continues to talk, he will lose face in front of his new cousin, so he has to turn to his father for help, "Dad..."

Zhao Jinwen gave a dry cough and laughed at Mo Ling, "ah Ling, let you see the joke. Your aunt is such a character. Don't blame her."

"Oh, look at me. I forgot ah Ling for a moment." Squatting on the ground to tease Zhu Zhu, he finally remembered his neglected niece. He quickly stood up and said with a smile, "ah Ling, you should take this place as your home. Don't be polite to us."

Mo Ling restrained a smile, "OK, thank you, uncle and aunt."

Although Zhao Jinwen is more than 50 years old, he has black hair, great build and handsome face. Standing with Zhao Minghao, he is more like a brother. He nodded and said, "ah Ling, you have come all the way with Zhu Zhu. It's hard. Take a rest first. I'll accompany you to the hospital and see your grandfather later."

Mr. Zhao has been in business all his life. He is a man with a strong personality. He is now living in a senior ward of a private hospital. Even though he is nearly blind and can't move, he still refuses to lie in the ward. Instead, he lets the nurse push him around the garden of the hospital.

When Zhao Jinwen and Mo Ling found the old man, he was sitting alone by the lake, his turbid eyes staring at the lake, quiet as if he had fallen asleep.