Oh, yes.

What if you don't get used to it? The current Mo Shiqian is no longer the rookie who still needs her support to suppress other shareholders.

To this day, the strong old lady Mo has to admit that she really underestimated Mo Shiqian.

"Alain, go back."

In an instant, Old Lady Mo shook her head weakly as if all the strength of her body had been drained.

The old mansion already belonged to someone else, and no matter whether it was demolished or rebuilt in the end, she couldn't interfere.

Alan seemed unwilling, looked at the engineering team coming in and out with an indignant expression, and nodded gloomily, "Yes." ”

As soon as Mrs. Mo got into the car, suddenly a person wearing a hard hat ran over, wearing a dusty suit, not like an ordinary worker.

"Excuse me, old lady, are you the original owner of this place?"

The visitor was friendly and respectfully took off his hat.

Old Lady Mo was a little confused about the other party's intentions, and pondered for a moment, "Sort of." ”

Although the property right of the house is in Mo Shiqian's hands, she has always been the owner of the house in the past few decades.

"Great!"

Hearing this, the man in the suit smiled happily and bowed violently, "Thank you for donating such a historic house to us!" ”

Donated?

Old Lady Mo was stunned, and a trace of doubt appeared on her face, "You say, this place was donated?" ”

"yes!" The man in the suit straightened up with a smile and slapped his head, "Look at me, I forgot to introduce myself!" ”

He took out a business card and handed it out with both hands: "I am the person in charge of the Municipal Cultural Bureau, thank you for your enthusiastic donation, our bureau plans to transform this place into a memorial hall of the last century." Rest assured, we will only add a few more booths and will not destroy the original structure of the house! ”

Mrs. Mo glanced at the business card with a complicated mood and was deeply shocked.

"I'm sorry, although the house was left by my husband, but the property right belongs to my grandson, he auctioned the house before, I think there should be someone else who donated it to the Cultural Affairs Bureau."

Mrs. Mo didn't believe that it would be donated by Mo Shiqian, that stinky boy didn't care about the meaning of the old mansion at all, he said he would sell it, how could he donate it for free?

The man in the suit scratched his head suspiciously, his expression was equally confused, "I don't know about this, but if a house with this level of history is transferred, it needs to be registered, and in my impression, there has been no similar real estate change in recent years." I think maybe your grandson was afraid of your family's opposition, so he deliberately said that he would sell the house. ”

How can it be?

Old Lady Mo was suddenly startled, and subconsciously denied the other party's speculation.

But in my heart, I was inevitably shaken.

If it was Mo Jiangxuan, Mrs. Mo was 100% confident that he would never give it away for nothing, but Mo Shiqian ......

She never seemed to see that child.

Leaving the old mansion, Mrs. Mo's churning mood still couldn't be calmed.

"Alain, help me make an appointment with Su Lao from the Land Management Bureau."

Old Lady Mo closed her eyes deeply and exhaled a breath of turbidity.

Alan looked at him and said casually, "Old lady, do you really think that Young Master Shi Qian deceived you?" But I've investigated before, and Young Master Shi Qian's account does have an extra amount of room income, are you thinking too much? ”

"Alain." Old Lady Mo lifted her eyelids, her cloudy eyes were unusually clear, "This is not something you should interject, do as I tell you." ”

"Yes......" Alain reluctantly closed his mouth, clenching his fist hidden at his side.

……

Suburban villas.

Mo Jiangxuan hung up the phone, and his already gloomy expression became more and more gloomy.

Luo Shanshan walked over with heavy makeup and waist swings, and smiled sarcastically: "You have been at home, who has provoked you, your face is so ugly." ”

"Mo Shiqian!" Mo Jiangxuan spit out a name fiercely, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, "Someone told me just now that my mother went to the old mansion today, and I heard that the old mansion was donated to the Cultural Affairs Bureau, and the old lady thought that Mo Shiqian did it, hehe, it's ridiculous!" Mo Shiqian, a mercenary person, how could he do such a thing in obscurity? ”

If he donated a historic house to the Cultural Affairs Bureau, he would definitely take the opportunity to build momentum and increase his bargaining chips.

Mo Shiqian is a businessman who is more shrewd than himself, how could he not take advantage of such a good opportunity for hype?

Absolutely fake!

Mo Jiangxuan took a bite to his heart, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "In order to please the old lady, Mo Shiqian really tried his best!" ”

Luo Shanshan pursed her lips, noncommittal, and asked lightly: "So you are angry here alone, just because of this?" You are really a coward, since you are so afraid that Old Lady Mo will be deceived by Mo Shiqian and no longer favor you, why don't you go to be your filial son in front of her? ”

Wasn't he very comfortable with this kind of thing before?

"Don't worry about it!"

Mo Jiangxuan's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he turned his head and stared at Luo Shanshan, "Then again, you are pregnant, and you are not at home with you well, where do you plan to go if you dress up like this?" ”

Luo Shanshan hugged her arms and choked back: "You want to care? Mo Jiangxuan, how is my body, I know in my heart, I don't need you to be nosy, you have time to stare at me, it is better to stare at Li Shuyu. That woman is much more dangerous than me. ”

Fortunately, Mo Jiangxuan, an idiot, has not yet discovered the fact that she has killed the child, but she can't hide it for long, and she doesn't even dare to wear tight clothes now, for fear of exposure.

When the last bit of value of Mo Jiangxuan is squeezed dry, she will definitely abandon him without hesitation!

"You and Li Shuyu are just half a catty and eight taels."

Mo Jiangxuan sneered, aggressive, "But she is smarter than you, at least she didn't leave anything behind." ”

Luo Shanshan's eyelids jumped, and her expression was a little flustered.

"Y-What did you say?!"

"Don't you understand? If you don't understand, then I'll make it clearer. Mo Jiangxuan picked up his phone and clicked on a photo, "I remember that you don't have much friendship with Emmelu, right?" That woman was put on a role by Shen Yize before, she once asked me to cooperate, but I refused, you know, you also said that she was a fool at that time, why did you hide from me and contact her? ”

Ai Meilu's family power is abroad, and art making is the hard work she developed after returning to China, so she was lost by Mo Shiqian and Shen Yize's tacit understanding, she will definitely not give up.

Although the enemy of the enemy is a friend, but it also has to be picked.

In Mo Jiangxuan's eyes, the woman Ai Meilu is no different from Li Shuyu, she was dizzy by Shen Yize's male fandom, and she didn't even have any use value.

"Hehe, we're all women, we have some common topics, can't we?"

Luo Shanshan's eyes were cold, and she glanced at him lightly.