Chapter 1170 The richest man in the world

What the?

🔥 There is no antidote?

Feng Lingxue's heart was cold, she suddenly remembered Gu Mohan's eyes when she looked at Tang Mo'er, that kind of love can't be separated, AR has no antidote, so what should they do?

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Early the next morning. ? ?

Gu Mohan slowly opened his eyes, his deep narrow eyes fell on the crystal chandelier above his head, and it took two seconds for him to regain his clarity.

His fever had subsided.

He was dressed in a clean silk nightgown, and unlike the morbid weakness of the previous night, he felt full of strength.

Narrowing his eyebrows, a picture suddenly popped up in his mind, Mo'er seemed to have come last night.

Perhaps, he dreamed.

She didn't come at all.

Gu Mohan hooked his thin lips self-deprecatingly, and a bitterness rippled in his heart.

He lifted the covers and got out of bed.

At this time, a string of mobile phones vibrated and rang, and he called.

It was his mother Huo Yanmei who called.

It's been a long, long time since their mother and son have spoken on the phone.

Gu Mohan picked up his phone and pressed the button to connect, "Hey." ”

"Mo Han, come back, your father last night... Gone, your grandfather... It seems to be dying. Huo Yanmei's calm and sad voice slowly passed over.

Gu Mohan's deep narrow eyes shrank suddenly...

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It was raining continuously outside, and there was no intention of sunny, Tang Mo'er stood in front of the window, looking at the hazy drizzle outside.

She felt cold, so she stretched out two slender arms around herself.

The LCD TV in the room is still playing, and the host is reporting in a mournful voice,

--- it is reported that the Gu family, the first commercial magnate in the imperial capital, released the funeral news, and at eight o'clock last night, Gu Tianxuan died of illness in the hospital.

In the early morning of the second day of the ---, Old Man Gu, who had been in the Gu family for decades, also came to the end of his life and passed away immediately after.

--- Gu family has been in the imperial capital for hundreds of years, and Gu Mohan, as the best successor of this generation, has flown back to the imperial capital in the early morning and presided over the funeral.

--- is all over the industry, it is rumored that his net worth is immeasurable, this time the old man Gu passed away, Gu Mohan will officially accept the leading giant industry Gu, merger, the industrial chain of Gu Mohan will extend to the economic lifeline of the whole of Asia, insiders predict that within five years, in the 40th year of Gu Mohan's life, he will become the richest man in the world.

The camera of the picture is switching, the light rain in the imperial capital city, in a cemetery, there are countless people standing in front of the two tombstones, and in the front is a tall and heroic body, Gu Mohan.

Gu Mohan was wearing a handmade black tweed coat, the secretary held a black umbrella for him in the winter, he stood quietly in the rain, his perfect and impeccable handsome face, calm and calm, exuding an indescribable manly charm.

Tang Mo'er looked at him and wanted to fly back and walk to his side.

Although Old Man Gu and Gu Tianxuan did a lot of bad things, it was his father and grandfather after all.

Gu Mohan, a man who has carried too much weight in his life, has a sense of responsibility, family, and mission, and she knows that he must be sad and tired in his heart.

Tang Mo'er hugged herself tightly, and in late autumn, she suddenly remembered her deceased father and mother.

Since then, all the older generations have passed away.

Maybe the only thing left is Huo Yanmei.

Huo Yanmei is also getting old day by day, and in her heart, every day she lives now should be very long.

Long life is the biggest punishment in her life.