Mr. Mo leaned back in his chair in despair, his deep eyes closed slightly, and the fatigue between his brows could not be concealed...
"Lan'er, if you have a spirit in heaven, please tell me what I need to do to find our millet grains..."
Living in endless expectation and waiting is a kind of painful torture.
Mr. Mo's closed eyes slowly opened, and his gaze drifted towards the huge oil painting on the front of the desk.
The woman's calm and beautiful smile hangs on her lips, her indifferent expression is as gentle as water...
The baby in his arms is delicate and cute. At first glance, he looks a bit similar to Mo Ran, but after a few more glances, he seems to have a bit more of a girl's squeamishness...
Mr. Mo looked at the huge oil painting and couldn't take his eyes away for a long time.
"Knock knock knock——"
There was a sudden knock on the study door.
Mr. Mo's body trembled, and he quickly narrowed his deep eyes and said in a deep voice, "Come in."
"Father, you are looking for me."
Mo Ran's figure appeared at the door of the study, with a tall and handsome figure. Under the gaze of Master Mo, he took steps and walked to the desk calmly step by step.
He was gentle and had an aura of Ling Ran, just like before he was disabled.
But now, the dignity and confidence of being the prospective heir of the Mo family have returned to him.
There is a faint smile on his face with outstanding features, and he is approachable but has an inexplicable sense of alienation.
"It seems like your legs are really healed."
Master Mo glanced at Mo Ran, who was walking in gracefully. There was no hint of joy in his cold voice, "You can ignore me as your father now that your leg is healed?!"
"I heard that my father is looking for me?"
Mo Ran repeated it again, with a hint of impatience in his tone.
"I was looking for you an hour ago. The butler said you were in the manor, but you didn't show up until now. Do you take me as your father seriously? Don't forget, I still have the final say in the Mo family!"
"Soon it won't be."
Mo Ran didn't even raise his eyebrows and spoke indifferently.
In a calm tone, it's like discussing how nice the weather is today...
His dark eyes swept past the huge oil painting on the wall without trace, and took a deep look at the "mother and son" in the painting, and engraved the star necklace hanging around his mother's neck into his mind.
"you……"
Master Mo didn't notice Mo Ran's little move. He was so angry at his words that he covered his chest with his big hands and breathed quickly.
"If you want to rebel, I don't have to stop you, but I warn you, don't think that no one knows what you are doing now!"
Master Mo took a deep breath to avoid fainting due to the stimulation of Mo Ran's rebellious words, and warned in a cold tone.
I can't hear what it means.
It seems that there is still a trace of unknown excitement...
"Of course, don't think that no one knows what you did when the Mo Group suffered heavy losses from the Su organization. There is no airtight wall in this world. My people can find out, and those old guys are no exception. You
Do you think you can hide the truth?"
Only Mo Ran dared to acquire the Mo family's assets into individual hands at a low price, convert them into real estate, and move them to the name of Gu Qianqian's unknown son. Only Mo Ran dared to do such a bold act!
With such a huge amount of assets, you are not afraid of dying!
"Thank you, father, for reminding me. I know what I am doing. I have long said that I am different from my father. Now, I still only say this..."
Mo Ran said with still calm expression.
The hands hanging by his sides were unconsciously clenched into fists.
