Rebirth: National Crown Prince

   Chapter 661 The real Mo Yu

   Mo Sizong's eyes were heavy, "Yao'er, do you also want to oppose your grandfather and me?"

  Messi was timid, "Grandpa, I-"

   "If you still think I'm your grandfather, just listen to grandpa's words. You know, grandpa doesn't like disobedient children the most."

  Messi moved her lips, but her thoughts of saving Feng Rin did not stop, "Grandpa, I can listen to you, but can you let him go."

   She didn't know why grandpa wanted to kidnap Feng Rin, but it was the first time she saw grandpa looking at her like this.

   It was so gloomy that she dared not look directly.

   She was born with a sense of reverence for her grandfather, even though he had been very fond of her since she was a child, she was still afraid of such a grandfather.

   Mo Si Zong saw Mo Si Yao was determined to save the boy, his mind turned slightly, he said: "Don't worry, I will not do anything to him."

   "Master." The housekeeper came in at this time.

   Mo Siyao couldn't help but ask: "Grandpa, why did you tie Feng Rin?"

  Moszong's eyes turned cold, "This is not something you can worry about, butler, take Miss Yao back to the room to rest."

   "Grandpa, please let Feng Rin go, I don't want to rest now." How could Mo Siyao be the butler's opponent, after all, Jiang was still old and hot.

   "Miss Yao, I'm sorry."

   Mo Siyao looked at the housekeeper who was blocking her, and she softened her voice: "Uncle housekeeper, just let me go this time, okay, okay?"

   The butler's eyes softened: "No."

  Messyao: "..."

   Moszong left there and went to the study.

   Study.

  Lin Qi: "Mr. Mo, please take a seat."

   Mo Yu's hand was habitually stuck in his pocket, probably following Wan Zexi.

   "No need." He felt dirty.

  Lin Qi was not annoyed, but said calmly, "Mr. Mo please wait patiently, the master will be here soon."

Da da da.

   Footsteps sounded.

   "Master." Lin Qi greeted him.

   Moszong waved his hand, "Go out!"

  Lin Qi nodded. Before leaving, he glanced at the man standing under the chandelier. At first sight, he deeply felt that there was a sense of danger coming from this man.

  Meszong sat down slowly, and saw him drinking tea without anyone else. It took nearly two minutes before he put down the teacup in his hand.

   "Your name is Mo Yu." Mo Sizong looked up at the man.

   Mo Yu looked at Mo Sizong's majestic eyes and his face was as calm as water. He knew what Mo Sizong looked like, but this was the first time he met Mo Sizong.

   "Where are the people?" Mo Yu said bluntly, he didn't have the patience to talk about this old thing.

   "Also, we have nothing to talk about."

   Moszong frowned: "Don't you want to know your background and who your parents are?"

   He originally thought that a child who grew up in that kind of mountainous area could be so good. When he saw it today, he realized that the child in front of him actually had the style of his grander.

   Especially that face, which has a seven-point resemblance to Hong'er.

   "So what if you know?" Mo Yu said in a deep, dismissive voice.

   Mo Sizong was stunned for a few seconds, looking at the cold face of the other party, he suddenly realized and smiled, "No wonder, you don't want to see me, it seems that you already know your background."

  Mo Yu pursed her red lips, "Bloodline is useless to me. You have so many sons and daughters, so it's not bad for me as a wild breed, right?"

   (end of this chapter)