Mysterious president, get away from me!

Mu Chen Han saw that the old man really cared for Mo Ling, and his face was a little gentle. He said, "she'll be fine. Li Bo, you were with a Ling just now. What happened? Why did she suddenly faint? "

Li Bo took a look at Mo Ling, who was lying on the bed in a coma. He hesitated for a moment and said, "when the servant was cleaning the secret room, he found a diary. When the eldest lady was reading the diary, her mood suddenly became excited, and then she was in a coma."

Mu Chen cold vision down, see that diary that he takes in the hand, eyebrow tiny a Cu, complexion dignified ground says, "is that diary that you take in the hand?"

"Yes." Li Bo said, "I think this diary is very important. It can't be left casually, so I sent it to the lady's room."

Mu Chen Han nodded, "you are very considerate, give it to me, I will take good care of it for a Ling."

After these days of observation, all the servants, including Li Bo, saw that Mu Er Shao had a lot to do with Mo Ling. Mo Ling trusted him, and Li Bo also believed that he would not do anything to hurt Mo Ling, so he obediently handed the diary to him.

After Li Bo retreated from Mo Ling's room, he stood on the empty corridor and sighed silently. This Mo family is going to have a big event again.

He went to the temporary Memorial Hall and first took a look at Mo Yingjie lying in the coffin. Then he turned his eyes and looked at another coffin. In the coffin, a skeleton was lying quietly, and its clothes had already become rags, hanging on the white bones one by one. It looked rather creepy.

Li Bo shook his head with emotion, called the servant named Lao Chen, and said, "Lao Chen, prepare a new suit of clothes and shoes for the people in this coffin."

In order to prepare for Mo Yingjie's future, everyone is so busy that they have no time to care about the skeleton?

Old Chen murmured, "it has become a skeleton, no longer need to wear clothes."

Li Bo glared at him and said sternly, "respect the dead. You can't be so impolite. If you are asked to prepare your clothes, you should prepare them quickly."

"All right, all right, I'll get ready in a minute!"

Old Chen ran away, still complaining in his heart. I really don't know what the old man is mad about. Isn't it unnecessary to dress the skeleton?

Li Bo put his hands together and bowed to Mo Guangyu's coffin. He muttered to himself, "master Mo, I'm not sensible. Don't take it to heart. I hope you can rest in heaven."

Li Bo has worked in Mo's family for 20 years. Naturally, he knows Mo Guangyu. Mo Guangyu is mo Yingjie's brother. He disappeared many years ago. Unexpectedly, he died in the secret room.

He remembered what Mo Ling said before she was in a coma. She said that she was not Mo Yingjie's own daughter, and her father was mo Guangyu. So why did Mo Yingjie hide Mo Ling's life experience?

Li Bo is not a fool yet. He thinks about it. He thinks that Mo Guangyu's death is strange. Maybe it has something to do with Mo Yingjie. That's why Mo Yingjie conceals the truth.

Hi, rich family, family is as thin as paper! Li Bo sighed deeply in his heart, and then bowed to Mo Guangyu's coffin.

"Dad..." Li bogang asked someone to help Mo Guangyu put on his clothes, shoes and socks. Mo Ling came to the mourning hall with a sad face and knelt down in front of the coffin with a plop. She looked at Mo Guangyu lying in the coffin and cried bitterly, "Dad, I'm sorry, for so many years, I even recognized the thief as my father, and my daughter was unfilial..."

Li Bo hurried forward, "Miss, you are not well, please be patient."

Mo Ling refused his kindness. She knelt on the ground, moved to the coffin, and looked at the skeleton with tears pouring down. Now she can finally honor her father. She turned her grief into tears and poured it out.

She lay beside the coffin and looked at the man she had never seen since the beginning of the story. Her father, she didn't have a picture of him. She didn't even know what he looked like. Apart from the diary and the ancient poem he wrote, she had nothing else to miss him.

Mo Ling cried heartbroken, her eyes were red and swollen, her voice was hoarse, and she choked and said, "Dad, your death is not clear. My daughter will give you justice, so that you and your mother can get together as soon as possible..."

Li Bo sighed and his eyes were red. He knew that she was sad at this time, so he didn't persuade her to cry and vent her sorrow.

I don't know how long later, it's getting dark. Li Bo has been busy with other things. Mo Ling is the only one in the hall. She still kneels in front of Mo Guangyu's coffin and tears.

The sound of gentle steps came from behind, and mu Chenhan's tall and straight body appeared at the entrance of the hall. Soon, he came to her, took her shoulder gently, wiped the tears on her face with a handkerchief, and said softly, "don't cry, uncle, if you are alive in heaven, you don't want to see so sad."

Mo Ling's legs had already knelt numbly, but when she was gently held by him, she could not help leaning against his chest. She turned to see him, her eyes were red and swollen, like peaches, and sobbed softly, "since I can remember, I have no him in my world. I don't know what he looks like and what kind of person he is, I can only understand him through his diary... What's more sad is that I took the person who killed him as my father and called him "Dad" for so many years

Mu Chen Han holds her in one hand, and Wen Sheng says, "no matter he's in or not, he's your father. The blood relationship between you has never been cut off. Ah Ling, don't blame yourself, don't feel guilty, and don't be sad. These are not what my uncles and aunts want to see. What they want to see is a happy and cheerful daughter. "

Yes, when my mother was alive, she often held her little one and said to her, "my mother's baby, you should grow up healthily. No matter how the world treats you, you should be happy.".

Under the comfort of Mu Chen Han, Mo Ling felt better in the heart. She tentatively moved her legs. Her legs were numb, just like her legs.

"Don't move until the blood circulates smoothly in your legs, then you can get up."

He slightly lowered his head, from her point of view, just can see his perfect side face, straight nose, knife like chin, eyes attentive and serious, the original strong line because of the smile on his lips is very gentle.

As soon as Mo Ling felt warm, he could not help holding his hand, bending his lips and whispering, "thank you."

Fortunately, with him by her side and going through the upheaval with her, she is very glad to find such a gentle and considerate man who loves her deeply.

The next day, the grudges of the Mo family made headlines in major media newspapers.

People in C City were shocked by the news of Mo family.

It turns out that Mo Guangyu, the talented painter more than 20 years ago, turned out to be mo Yingjie's brother. Mo Yingjie strangled him with a rope in order to snatch his brother's fortune.

It turns out that Zhao Yanrong, Mo Yingjie's ex-wife, is actually his sister-in-law. After he killed his brother, he coveted his sister-in-law's beauty, threatened his brother's daughter's life, imprisoned and tortured his sister-in-law. Later, Zhao Yanrong could not bear the humiliation and finally committed suicide.

It turned out that Mo Guangyu, not Mo Yingjie, was mo Ling's father.

This news is wildly reprinted and spread. Even Zhao's family in Yingcheng got the news. When Zhao saw this news, his face suddenly changed. His turbid eyes were staring at the newspaper in front of him, and his hands were shaking slightly. Then, his whole body was shaking, his lips were shaking, and he fainted in the dark.

If the grudge of the Mo family is a big bomb, then Mo Yingjie and Yang Feiyun kill each other, Mo Yingjie eats Yang Feiyun's flesh and blood, and Yang Feiyun pinches his eggs, and the news that leads to his death is a missile, which will blow up all the people who see the news into "idiots".