Mysterious president, get away from me!

Mo Ling pushed open the door of the ward and saw the gray haired old man sitting in front of the window, slightly lowering his head and focusing on what he was holding.

He sat still, like a sculpture, the morning sun poured on his thin body, unspeakable loneliness.

"Grandfather..." Maureen throat dry, she laughed, quickly walked to him, "I came back."

"What are you doing back here?" Hearing her voice, Zhao shuddered his fingers and quickly turned over the picture he was holding with the back facing up.

"This is my home. Where else can I go if I don't go back here?" Maureen squatted in front of him, smiling coquettishly, "grandfather, you said, you protect me, you can't drive me away."

Zhao Laozi snorted and said with a straight face, "you and Mu Chen are cold all day. Don't call me grandfather! You think I don't know. You've been with him all these days! "

At this point, his anger suddenly rose, and his tone became more and more severe. "You are more and more daring. You went to C city with him blatantly. Have you ever thought about what you would do if someone found out about your relationship? You're going to be spurned, don't you know? "

After all, the old man was still worried about her, but the stubborn old man was not willing to speak frankly, but expressed it in this way.

Mo Ling was so sad that she held him in her arms and said, "granddad, people have a sense of propriety, they won't have an accident. Grandfather, can't you forgive us and accept us? "

Mr. Zhao turned his head and looked at his granddaughter, who was holding his arm and was coquettish. His granddaughter's face was similar to his daughter's, and their coquettish looks were very similar. That rainy night, he couldn't even tell whether the girl kneeling in the courtyard was Yanrong or aling... They were not only similar in appearance, but also in life, He didn't want his granddaughter to follow his daughter.

Mr. Zhao sighed deeply, touched Mo Ling's hair with his thin fingers, and said earnestly, "ah Ling, you don't understand my grandfather's painstaking efforts. My grandfather doesn't want you to become your mother when he prevents you from being together..."

His eyes were reddish, his voice choked, and the hand holding the picture trembled slightly.

"Grandfather" Mo Ling gently patted his chest with his hand and said, "don't get excited. Let's talk slowly."

Mr. Zhao took a deep breath, calmed down and said, "take a look at this picture."

He handed the photo to Maureen. Maureen took the yellow photo and looked at the familiar family of three. His nose was sour and he said in a hoarse voice, "this is my father, mother and me..."

Zhao nodded and said sadly, "yes, I've kept this photo for more than 20 years. I don't understand why Yanrong and Guangyu fell in love so much at first, but later Yanrong insisted on remarrying to Mo Yingjie..."

Mo Ling pursed her lips, did not speak, but patted his chest with her hand.

After a pause, he continued, "at the beginning, Yanrong and Guangyu fell in love. Your grandmother and I didn't agree. We went all the way to C city to prevent them from being together. However, after we stayed in C City for a period of time and had a clear understanding of Guangyu's character, we thought he was a good man worth trusting for life. So your grandmother and I decided to help them..."

"Looking at their love and mutual understanding, we are all very pleased. We feel that our daughter has finally found a good man and has a life to rely on... But I don't know, it won't last long..."

Mr. Zhao's muddy eyes were full of tears. He wiped the corners of his eyes and sighed sadly, "when you were one and a half years old, your father suddenly disappeared. We searched for your father everywhere and called the police, but the police couldn't find him. About half a year later, the police said that a skeleton was found in the river, which might be your father's. Your mother went to the police station to claim it. At first, she said that it was not your father's body. Later, she changed her tongue and said that it was your father.... "

The reason why my mother changed her words may be that Mo Yingjie forced her. If Mo Guangyu didn't die, how could he marry himself?

Zhao's next words confirmed Mo Ling's conjecture. He said, "later, your mother suddenly told me that she was going to remarry and marry Mo Yingjie! At that time, your father's body was not cold, but she insisted on marrying Mo Yingjie, a little uncle. How could I agree? "

Zhao's old eyes looked at Mo Ling and said with a complicated look, "at the beginning, your mother and Mo Yingjie knelt in the rain and asked me to help them. Mo Yingjie said that he really loved your mother and wanted to take care of your mother and you all his life. I know nothing about Mo Yingjie's character, but I don't like him just because he fell in love with his sister-in-law half a year after his brother died. I don't think he is reliable and worth trusting for life. However, no matter how I tried to persuade your mother, she always insisted on marrying him... "

"On a thunderstorm night, your mother had a big fight with me. At that time, I was angry and said that if you insist on marrying Mo Yingjie, you will not be my daughter any more..."

Recalling the past, Mr. Zhao burst into tears. He clearly remembers that at that time, after he yelled that sentence, his daughter Yanrong was stunned. Then she cried very sad and said, "Dad, I don't want to... But I can't help it... I can only marry him..."

At that time, Mr. Zhao was very angry. He thought that what his daughter wanted to express was "she loves Mo Yingjie very much and just wants to marry him". He didn't know that his daughter was forced to marry Mo Yingjie.

Master Zhao didn't open his face, shook his head in tears, and said in a choked voice, "... Your mother finally left. Your grandmother was so angry that she had a heart attack, and soon passed away... Since then, there has been a knot between me and your mother. I simply don't care about her, just as I didn't have her..."

Mo Ling is the first time to see the old man cry so sad, in her impression, grandfather is a man of indomitable spirit, bleeding and sweating without tears.

She felt sore in her heart. She wiped the tears on his face with a paper towel and said, "grandfather, don't think about the past. You should take good care of yourself now."

"How can I not think about it..." Mr. Zhao sighed. His eyes were painful and his tone was heavy. "If I had not read the newspaper and knew that Mo Yingjie had killed Guangyu, I would never have known that Yanrong was forced to marry Mo Yingjie..."

"I'm really incompetent as a father. More than 20 years ago, when Yan Rong knelt down in front of me and begged me to help her and Mo Yingjie, I should have realized that something was wrong. Yan Rong loved your father so much. After your father disappeared, she washed her face with tears every day and became thinner and thinner. How could she change her love within half a year? I was so stupid that I didn't suspect Mo Yingjie. I forced my own daughter to death

Mr. Zhao slapped his leg with grief. He was so emotional that Mo Ling worried about his high blood pressure attack. He quickly stroked his back and said, "grandfather, don't blame yourself. It's Mo Yingjie's fault. He's insane and has done so many good things. Now my father and mother are reunited. They will rest in heaven, They are all very kind-hearted people. They love our relatives very much. They will not want to see us blame ourselves and feel sorry for them. "

Mr. Zhao shook his head and burst into tears. He was too sad to speak.

Mo lingrou voice comforted for a long time, his old man's mood was slightly calmed, he wiped away the tears on his face, slightly red eyes looked at Mo Ling, sighed deeply, "ah Ling, I object to you and mu Chenhan together, a large part of the reason is because of your mother's tragedy."