On the apron outside the Mo family manor, there were two rows of servants standing. When they saw Mo Ran leading An Moran out of the cabin, greetings rang out in unison.
Mo Ran glanced at it and nodded slightly.
An Moran's face remained calm, and he let Mo Ran lead her towards the manor.
Before he had taken a few steps, he saw Mr. Mo standing not far away, accompanied by the old butler, holding a document in his hand, which must have been the NDA inspection report that Mo Ran had given to Mr. Mo in advance.
"Millet grains, my millet grains..."
Mr. Mo looked at the graceful An Moran, and after calling him twice, his eyes became sore.
He had been looking for his daughter for more than 20 years, and was almost desperate to find her. He thought he might not be able to find her whereabouts in his lifetime. Suddenly he lost her and found her, and his inner excitement was indescribable.
"Father, my sister has just come back and is not familiar with everything yet. I want to teach her personally about the Mo family. What does father think?"
Mo Ran had a warm smile on his lips and a hint of stubbornness in his tone.
Mr. Mo's eyes flickered slightly, and his gaze moved from An Moran to Mo Ran. He stared at him for a while, then nodded, "Okay, she is your biological sister, so it is only natural that she should be left to you."
Mr. Mo knows best what Mo Ran wants to do. It should be said that Mo Ran's today is his past.
It's just that he failed that year, causing his beloved woman to die tragically, and his beloved daughter to live outside for more than 20 years.
Now that I have finally found it and handed it over to Mo Ran, I am afraid that his brother will love him with all his heart, which is indeed much more beneficial than his father who is about to lose his real power.
"Steward, send the DNA test report to the steward in charge of the genealogy and report back to all the descendants of the Mo family. The most distinguished eldest lady of the Mo family is back."
Mr. Mo's rich voice was full of the aura of a superior. The worry behind his words frightened An Moran. He looked at her with concern and kind eyes, "My child, I have worked hard for you all these years."
"Your mother is as gentle as water, but you are even more beautiful and charming than your mother!"
Especially the nobility that comes with him, he is cool and not arrogant. If Mr. Mo hadn't read An Moran's information, he would not have believed that his millet grains actually grew up in an orphanage.
She looks even more noble than those orthodox ladies from famous families.
Ha ha……
After all, she is the eldest daughter of his Mo family. Even if she lives in a slum, she cannot hide the dignity in her blood.
"Why, are you blaming me? After watching it for so long, you didn't even call me father."
Mr. Mo asked pretending to be disappointed, but there was really a hint of gloom in his eyes.
His millet grains should have grown up in the palm of his hand, but instead he ended up as an orphan. I heard that she had suffered more than a little or two in these years.
A dangerous light flashed across Mr. Mo's old eyes——
Father……
An Mo looked up at Mo Ran uncertainly, and Mo Ran just nodded and gave her an encouraging look.
"Father."
An Moran shouted softly, and looking at Mr. Mo's loving eyes, he couldn't help but feel envious.
She could see that Mr. Mo, like Mo Ran, truly loved her...
An Moran suddenly stepped forward and hugged Mr. Mo gently, "Father, I'm back."
"Okay, okay, okay... just go home!"
It was rare for Mr. Mo to lose his composure, so he reached out and hugged An Moran back.
