After Lu Chenxu and the others arrived at the hotel, it was already close to eleven o'clock.
After eating something and washing up, the three little guys went to sleep.
Looking at Zi Qian's increasingly thin and pale face, Mo Xiaodie felt heartbroken.
She quietly closed the door and went to the room outside. At this time, Qu Lingqiang was introducing the news he had learned to Lu Chenxu.
The head of the Murong family will turn 70 in three days.
The Murong family is preparing to hold a grand birthday banquet at the manor in the small town of Harta, and it is reported that celebrities from all walks of life in Europe have been invited.
Murong Lenghang planned to show up with Mo Zili and Mo Qing that day, and in front of everyone at the banquet, forced the head of the Murong family to admit Mo Zili's identity.
"Forced his grandfather at the banquet? Did Murong Lenghang divorce his first wife?"
Mo Xiaodie frowned. If there was no divorce, then Murong Lenghang's behavior would be really stupid. The people at the banquet were all European celebrities.
Wouldn't he be doing this to bring disgrace to the Murong family?
Qu Lingqiang couldn't help but laugh and said: "He and his first wife are currently separated and have not divorced. In fact, I don't quite understand the thoughts of the eldest son of the Murong family."
"However, I heard that Mo Qing seems to have been diagnosed with some terminal illness. It is said that he will not live for more than half a year. Mo Qing's only wish is to be recognized by the Murong family. Murong Lenghang must love her very much, so he will risk everything for her.
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"Mo Qing has a terminal illness?" Mo Xiaodie and Lu Chenxu couldn't help but frown.
How is this possible? A few days ago in Yucheng, Mo Qing was still shouting with arrogance! Why did she suddenly become terminally ill!
"Our people went to inquire and found out that she was indeed terminally ill. Yesterday, Murong Lenghang also contacted top international experts to consult her! But I heard that she refused." Qu Lingqiang added.
"Rejected, why?"
Lu Chenxu didn't understand Mo Qing's behavior. Wouldn't refusing treatment mean waiting to die?
"She said that she would only be willing to receive treatment if she saw her son publicly recognized by the Murong family."
Mo Qing's behavior was clearly to threaten Murong Lenghang. But judging from the situation, the second treasure should not be in any danger now.
However, Lu Chenxu suddenly asked Qu Lingqiang: "Can you get the invitation letter for the Murong family's birthday party?
"Mr. Lu, do you want to attend the Murong family's birthday banquet?" Qu Lingqiang asked.
"Yes, the Murong family has been able to stand in Europe for a hundred years because the head of the family is absolutely smart and wise. Mo Qing's little tricks can't be hidden from his eyes at all. If by chance at the banquet, Murong Lenghang's plan fails and is exposed, then
Wouldn’t it be possible for the second treasure to be in danger?”
"Moreover, how can anyone recognize my son, Lu Chenxu?"
"Okay, don't worry, Mr. Lu, I will contact someone immediately tomorrow and get a few invitations to the Murong family's birthday party."
Before coming to Europe, Lu Chenxu had already told Qu Lingqiang and Lao Ma that Mo Zili was the second treasure of the Lu family.
"Well, there are still three days to this, so don't rush. The most important thing now is Wang Qi. Have you found her address?"
The poison on Zi Qian's body is currently the most worrying thing for Lu Chenxu and his wife.
"We found out that the Murong family's medical research institute is not far from the small town of Harta. Wang Qi usually lives in the town with her daughter, and will go back to the Murong family to visit her father on Sundays. This is her address."
With that said, Qu Lingqiang took out a piece of paper from his arms and handed it over.
Lu Chenxu took it and took a look. The address was very detailed, so he nodded: "Okay, thank you for your hard work. Go to bed early. We will go to Harta Town to find Wang Qi tomorrow."
The next day, they got up early in the morning and rushed to the small town of Harta.
We arrived there near noon.
Sure enough, as described in travel magazines, the streets here are clean and tidy, there are almost no high-rise buildings, and every doorway is filled with flowers. Even the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers.
The architecture of the town highlights European characteristics, and every home looks very warm.
The beautiful scenery of this town is famous all over the world, so a large number of tourists come for sightseeing every year.
