Murphy continued: "I just thought that Mrs. Shen's adopted son might have changed her intentions and would take advantage of this bidding on the ancient house to swallow up her property."
Otherwise, the man surnamed Han would not have changed his mind so quickly and only wanted the money but not their investment project plan.
"What should we do? Will it affect your work this time?"
Ke Zi asked, and couldn't help but whisper, "The old lady is lonely and helpless. If even her adopted son plots against her, she will definitely be very sad."
While losing his daughter, he was betrayed by his adopted son.
In your life, you will always encounter many major events that will shock you, but this old lady, I don’t know if it’s because Murphy just said that he is similar to her, but now when she looks at her photo, she feels full in her heart.
It's unbearable.
"What's wrong? Looking at your wrinkled face, do you sympathize with her and want to help her?"
Murphy looked at her confusion in a funny way.
Ke Zi turned around and held his wrist with both hands, "Can you help her? Maybe we thought wrong and there is no betrayal by the adopted son, but if it happens... in short, we still need to minimize the harm to the old lady.
, expose that adopted son."
"She is not related to us, and she might even offer a sky-high price to buy the land for her old house. Why do you think I should help her?"
Murphy raised his eyebrows and asked deliberately.
Sure enough, she frowned and said, "You profiteer! This is an old house. You can tell it is very valuable as soon as you hear it. And since you have guessed this and still stand by, are you still my husband?"
"puff--"
Mo Fei laughed. Seeing her angry look, he stretched out his arms and hugged her tightly. "Daughter-in-law, let's discuss it. If I don't help her, is there any conflict between these two things?"
"Huh, anyway, I don't want such an impersonal husband."
He sighed, "You didn't even know it to begin with. I didn't tell you."
"Well now that I know, you can help her, even if it's just a reminder." They really shouldn't ask too much about other people's affairs, but if the consequences of the matter are too serious, they should still kindly remind her.
"Okay, I'll just remind you, but I don't know if people will appreciate it. Then don't say I'm impersonal."
"No, I won't say that anymore."
"Then tell me, what do I smell like?" Murphy looked at her with a smile.
"Uh..." Ke Zi was stunned, but he kept moving closer to her, "Tell me, what do I smell like?"
"You smell like sweat!" She wrinkled her nose and gave him a disgusted look. She twisted in his arms and tried to run away. Murphy pushed her on his lap and forced her into his arms.
"Nonsense! I've obviously taken a shower, let's take a good smell."
"Murphy! You are narcissistic again!"
"Haha, honey, didn't you say you are not kind? Why are you a strange old lady so insistent on asking me to help her?"
"Well, I don't know. Looking at the photos, I feel that she must be a very kind and kind old woman. Her only biological daughter has been missing for decades, and news of her death has come. She is really pitiful."
"The kind old lady in your eyes may also be a shrewd and strong woman. She may know it all in her heart and doesn't need to be reminded. We should be able to see her in person tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow at the latest."
Mo Fei said this, but Ke Zi didn't feel dissatisfied.