"I am infatuated with the wrong payment, but I still miss it, even if I hate it, but I have good thoughts, even if I die, I don't want to drag you to hell, but you are still thinking about others, hehe..."

Eating in the bowl, looking at the pot, such a man, identifying attributes, scumbag!

"Yes, I'm ashamed of her, it's just that she shouldn't have done anything to Mo Xin!" When Xu Lao said the latter sentence, he was already gritting his teeth.

No matter what she did to him, he didn't care, even if he wanted his life, he deserved it, but she did something to Mo Xin, which made him hate it so much.

Xu Lao's words made Mo Yirou's brows furrow fiercely.

Could it be that there is still a secret in her grandmother's death?

Since she occupies this body, everything left behind by this body is to be received by her, including her relatives.

Those who can be regarded as relatives by Mo Yirou seem to be no longer alive.

"Lao Xu, Mo Xin's death was a natural death, and it has nothing to do with anyone!" After hearing Elder Xu's words, Ling Lao couldn't help but speak.

"Death from natural illness is just a means to deceive the world, can't even you tell the difference?" Xu Lao's voice was full of sternness.

"Alas...," Ling Lao sighed heavily.

Ling Lao and Xu Lao's reactions made Mo Yirou's heart tremble slightly, if it was just a guess before, then now, it seems that grandma's death is really hidden, not a natural death, but a poisonous hand.

Thinking of this, Mo Yirou's eyes were a little more ruthless.

Fortunately, Jin Sichen did not set his sights on Mo Yirou at this time, otherwise, he would definitely find some clues.

"Is there really no way for my grandfather to do this?" A soft voice with a pleading color came towards Mo Yirou.

The owner of the voice has curved willow eyebrows, long eyelashes tremble slightly as he speaks, his fair and flawless skin reveals a faint pink, and his thin lips are as delicate as the petals of a rose, making people feel the urge to take a bite.

It's just that such a beautiful girl, Mo Yirou is insensitive, especially when this person is talking to her, but it is Jin Sichen who can be looked at.

The delicate little appearance, the eye waves, are full of seductive attitude!

"This young lady, for the sake of the old man who is dying, come and save my grandfather!" Xu Linger's eyes were dripping, and her eyes were full of pleading.

This time, Xu Ling'er's eyes looked at Mo Yirou, but her eyes were arrogant, even if there was a strong pleading color in her words, but there was nothing in her eyes.

What a white lotus!

This is Mo Yirou's evaluation of Xu Ling'er, looking at Xu Ling'er like this, Mo Yirou suddenly laughed.

With a shallow smile, even if the tulle obscures her appearance, even the eye-catching scar on her forehead, it is difficult to stop her peerlessness.

"Three and four in the morning, the people in the Qin and Dusk are also worthy!" Mo Yirou said this quite politely, of course, she didn't need to be polite.

However, when these words fell on the ears of everyone in the Xu family, they were undoubtedly slapping them in the face, and in an instant, the scene became tense again.

On the contrary, the old god Yuan Hongzhi on the side was there, and there was no movement, but if you ignore the smile in his eyes, it may be more convincing.