Amidst the resplendent grandeur, two stunning beauties sat in a Rolls-Royce Phantom, both furrowing their brows, their expressions one of confusion.
"You’re saying Mister Mo once spoke of buying a coffin? Chu Chu, do you suspect Mister Mo used so ans to make Cao Yunwei kill his son and then commit suicide?"
Wen Biyu shook her head, still sowhat disbelieving, "Ning’er, it’s not that I don’t believe you, it’s just that this matter is too mysterious! Are you really sure it’s Mister Mo? Couldn’t it be that Cao Yunwei suddenly had an episode?"
"I’m not certain either..." Tang Chuchu sighed, recalling the earlier scene, she truly couldn’t be sure.
"Wait a minute!"
As if suddenly realizing sothing, Wen Biyu spoke up, "Did you just say Mister Mo ca out through the main entrance?"
"Right!"
"But the Wen Family’s guards and your Tang Family’s Hidden Guard had Hui Huang surrounded, and we didn’t see anyone leave!"
Tang Chuchu was stunned, "No way? I clearly rember him walking out the front gate, you really didn’t see him?"
"Hmm!" Wen Biyu nodded, eyes inevitably looking out the window.
A dark speck seed to be moving farther away in the distance, could it be him?
To be able to silently kill off the Cao Family father and son, and then leave unnoticed from the tightly secured periter...
Mo Han, how many more secrets do you hold?
After staring out the window for quite so ti, Wen Biyu suddenly turned her head, smiling slightly, "Chu Chu, just report this incident as it is, rember, just as it happened!"
...
At seven in the morning, Mo Han got his daughter Chen Chen up, quickly washed up, and then took her to kindergarten.
When the teacher saw Mo Xiaochen, she was startled.
Fortunately, Mo Han had brought the checkup results showing full recovery, and only then did the teacher agree to let Chen Chen go to school.
According to Mo Han’s estimation, Luo Ning should have mostly recovered after resting for a night.
After leaving the kindergarten, Mo Han specifically brought the mushroom and pork slice porridge he’d simred that morning to the hospital.
At the sa ti, mother-in-law Yang ifeng and father-in-law Luo Shanchuan, having just returned from a trip out of town, got off the plane and hurried to Renkang Hospital.
Ding Dong!
The hospital elevator doors opened, Yang ifeng and Luo Shanchuan stepped in, and at that mont, a man dressed in plain clothes, carrying breakfast, rushed in, "Excuse , could you let through?"
Hearing a familiar voice, mother-in-law Yang ifeng looked up and imdiately exploded.
"Mo Han! You bastard!"
"What on earth happened to Ning’er? Why did she end up in the hospital?"
"Spit it out! Did you cause so trouble outside again, making our Ning’er clean up your ss?"
"You’re just a good-for-nothing! Utterly useless!"
Even in an elevator filled with more than a dozen people, Yang ifeng showed no consideration for her son-in-law, pointing at Mo Han’s forehead and cursing vehently.
"Mo Han, what exactly is wrong with Ning’er? Say sothing!" Luo Shanchuan, anxious for his daughter, asked angrily, "You’ve gone mute?"
"Dad, Mom, Ning’er is fine, it’s just an alcohol allergy," Mo Han forced a smile and said.
"Shaless! Who the hell is your mom!" Yang ifeng crossed her arms, her gaze sternly fixed on Mo Han, "Mo Han! Let tell you, if anything happens to my daughter, I’ll have soone break your legs!"
Yang ifeng wasn’t just making an empty threat; so of her relatives were involved in the underworld, and she knew a few hooligans. Although not daring to commit murder, breaking limbs was within their capabilities.
The people around were dumbfounded listening to this family’s dialogue, wondering how there could be such a mother-in-law.
Ding Dong!
The sixth floor arrived, Yang ifeng hurried out to the room, and seeing her daughter’s rosy complexion, she finally felt a bit relieved.
"Mom, Ning’er is okay now, the doctor said she would wake up before long."
At that mont, Mo Han also reached the bedside, and according to his estimation, Ning’er would wake up in a few minutes.
"Shut up!"
Yang ifeng rudely interrupted Mo Han, "Get out! Ning’er doesn’t need your care!"
"You’re a jinx! Once Ning’er is better, I’ll make sure she divorces you!"
Mo Han chuckled bitterly, setting the breakfast on the table, "Fine, then I’ll be going. I bought millet porridge and tofu skin for breakfast, once Ning’er wakes up..."
"Get out!" Yang ifeng, not bothering with pleasantries, pushed Mo Han towards the door.
"Knock Knock!"
At that mont, there ca a knocking at the door.
Zhang Hao, dressed sharply in a suit, holding a bouquet of flowers and carrying bags of gifts, entered.
"Mr. Zhang? What brings you here?" Seeing Zhang Hao, who had visited their ho bearing gifts many tis, Yang ifeng imdiately put on a smile.
"Auntie Yang, I ca to see Ning’er," Zhang Hao said as he set down the flowers and gifts on the table, smiling, "These are the premium donkey-hide gelatin and Gold Bird’s Nest I just bought for Ning’er from the First Departnt Store."
Hearing about these two items, Yang ifeng’s eyes lit up, "Mr. Zhang, this is really too kind of you, it’s an unnecessary expense on your part."
"It’s just 20,000 yuan, nothing much," Zhang Hao waved it off, boasting subtly.
His eyes turned to the bedridden Luo Ning, swallowing, noting how beautiful she still looked even with her eyes closed and lying in bed.
Yet, before he could indulge his gaze, a towering figure suddenly blocked his view.
"Zhang Hao, get out! You’re not welco here!"
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