After swiping the magnetic card, the door sensor automatically retreats to both sides.
A completely different courtyard, rockery, pool, and balcony from the east villa where Mo Ran is located are revealed in front of you...
It's like two completely different worlds in the same space, but strangely linked together.
"Young Master, I am already waiting for you in the study."
As soon as Mo Ran appeared, the old servant waiting at the door immediately came forward.
Mo Ran's eyebrows didn't move, and his eyes didn't even show any fluctuations. The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, "Send me in."
With a sinking feeling in his back, several servants carefully carried the wheelchair up the stairs and passed through the specially structured verandah.
The old housekeeper followed behind with a document in his hand, calling out from time to time to remind the servants to pay attention to the roadblocks.
This is not a handicap passage specially designed for Mo Ran, so it is not free to move around.
"Young Master, we're here." The old butler bowed respectfully.
"Give me the documents, everyone, please step aside." Mo Ran said coldly.
"Young Master, it would be easier for me to stay with you." The housekeeper asked with concern.
He turned the wheelchair in a cold direction, faced the old housekeeper, and asked, "Do you think I need to take any action now that I'm here?"
"Subordinate, please step aside."
Shocked by the venom in Mo Ran's eyes, the old housekeeper did not dare to say anything and took away all the servants with a wave of his hand.
Suddenly, in front of the slightly heavy study room, only Mo Ran, who was unable to move, was left.
The familiar eyes were cold and gloomy, sitting quietly in the wheelchair, looking at the door of the study, but never reaching out to push it open.
After a long time, I heard a noise coming from the study, and a light flashed across the corner of my mouth.
"Click——"
The study door was opened from the inside.
Mr. Mo, who is dressed in a white suit, looks energetic. He is middle-aged, but his lean figure is not inferior to that of today's young people.
Unlike the treacherous businessman, Mr. Mo's aura is very bookish and has the gentle demeanor of a child.
But just by simply standing, he exudes extraordinary domineering power...
It's quite unpredictable.
At this moment, he stood inside the door, looking at the calm Mo Ran. Seeing his calm eyes, his resolute face relaxed slightly.
"You win, come in."
The first tug-of-war between father and son ended.
Mr. Mo turned around indifferently and did not step forward to push the wheelchair for Mo Ran. Instead, he walked straight into the study and sat down in front of the desk.
"Thank you father."
With a raised hand, Mo Ran pressed the switch on the special wheelchair and slowly slid the wheelchair into the study room.
Appreciation for Mr. Mo, there is neither arrogance nor impatience on his handsome face.
This has just begun. Once he loses control over the matter of Gu Qianqian's mother and son, he is afraid that his father will directly have him taken away and completely isolated...
Well aware of Mr. Mo's thoughts, Mo Ran's hand holding the wheelchair suddenly tightened, but his gentle face remained motionless.
He quickly turned to the opposite side of Mr. Mo and settled on the wheelchair.
"I don't think you have the leverage to negotiate terms with me now."
Mr. Mo's eyes fell on the document bag on Mo Ran's lap and he spoke nonchalantly.
But his eyebrows wrinkled unconsciously, and his probing eyes were firmly fixed on Mo Ran, but he couldn't see what his most outstanding son was thinking.
Mo Ran smiled softly, slid the wheelchair gracefully, placed the document bag in his hand in front of Mr. Mo, and took a few steps back.
