As soon as Luo Qianyan's words fell, a female voice remembered beside her, Luo Qianyan was a little unhappy, turned her head, and her tone was obviously displeased: "Do you know what it means to come first and then ......?"

"Luo Qianyan, why are you here?" Luo Qingyao shouted as if she had seen an enemy.

After Luo Qianyan saw this person clearly, he was slightly stunned, and then quickly reacted, but he just snorted coldly and ignored it.

When she went out to meet a dog, it was really her bad luck.

"Luo Qianyan, didn't you hear me talking to you?" Luo Qingyao looked at her arrogant and didn't want to pay attention to her at all, and she was even more angry.

"Shhhhh......h ”

"You ......" Luo Qingyao reacted, she was talking about the video, frowning, wanting to scold, and seeing that the occasion was wrong.

Luo Qingyao had just shouted to attract attention, but now she was really afraid that someone would recognize her.

"Yo, your mother and your fiancé are both in the hospital, and they ran out to buy clothes by themselves?" Luo Qianyan sneered, "Da Xiaozi can go shopping by himself......"

"Girl, why are you here?"

As soon as Luo Qianyan's words fell, he saw Han Mochu in a straight suit, standing in front of the two, unlike just now, the suit perfectly showed Han Mochu's perfect figure.

Not only Luo Qianyan, but Luo Qingyao, who was present, was also stunned.

"What are you looking at?" Han Mochu patted Luo Qianyan's little head, "This is ......"

"Brother Han, I'm Qing Yao, you still remember me, we played together when we were young!" Luo Qingyao hurriedly answered.

Han Mochu, she naturally knew that when she was in school, Han Mochu won a large number of "female fans" because of her outstanding appearance, and Luo Qingyao was one of them.

"Oh, don't you remember her? We must have played together when we were kids. Luo Qianyan came back to his senses and glanced at Luo Qingyao coldly, "Sichuan Opera has changed its face without you, which is really a big loss of intangible cultural heritage." ”

"Brother Han......"

"Of course I don't remember, when did I remember someone who didn't matter?"

Luo Qingyao was just about to say hello, but Han Mochu interrupted her words, and naturally came to Luo Qianyan's side and held her shoulders.

"You ......"

"We, what's wrong with us?" Luo Qianyan stroked his hair, "If you have the time to shout here, it is better to go back early to see your mother who was injured by your fiancé." ”

The complex relationship in the back, Luo Qianyan deliberately amplified his voice and emphasized it, attracting the attention of many passers-by.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Luo Qingyao lowered her voice, a little irritable, but with Han Mochu, it was not easy to have a seizure, she secretly glanced at Han Mochu, and only said, "I don't have any fiancé!"

"Okay, okay. Luo Qianyan looked indifferent to what you wanted, and then turned around, "No, there is no one." Brother Han, I think you can do this, it's very handsome. ”

"Then listen to you. Han Mochu smiled and looked at Luo Qianyan's serious appearance, "Didn't you just like that skirt in the photo, wrap it up too." ”

"On that occasion tomorrow, it's not good to wear such a beautiful dress...... Luo Qianyan glanced at it and thought about it, "Forget it, it's been touched by some people, it's disgusting." ”

Luo Qingyao stood aside, and the two of them ignored her, being treated as air and even talking about her.

She didn't have a good seizure, but she was also so angry that her face turned red.

The two of them didn't pay any attention to Luo Qingyao and left, and the two of them were busy in the company for a while, and soon it was evening.

Han Mochu received a call from Han Moyu again without any surprise, and he coped impatiently, but his eyes kept drifting on the suit that Luo Qianyan bought for him.

Han Family Spiritual Hall.

A woman dressed in black stood quietly in front of the spiritual seat, and the sadness in her eyes made people feel afraid.

"Mom. Han Moyu was still cold, Han Moyu, who was flickering by the candles in the mourning hall, was extremely thin, his face was a little pale, he had no expression on his face, his hair was not taken care of, and the hair he put down seemed to be a little obedient, and he walked into the mourning hall.

"Your father is gone, have you thought about the future of the Han family?" The woman turned her back to Han Moyu, her back was a little lonely, but she was still dignified.

The Han family is a big family, and if something so big happens, there will be a lot of people coming to tomorrow's ceremony.

"Didn't think about it. Han Moyu replied honestly, "Most of Han's company property is already taken care of by me, and when Dad leaves, I will transfer the rest of the part." ”

"What about the kid? Your dad didn't say what to do, and he's not a fuel-efficient lamp. The woman turned around, held three incense candles in her hand, and slowly handed them to Han Moyu.

Han Moyu took the incense with both hands, took a few steps forward, and said after respectfully finishing the incense: "Whether it is a company or a business, he has to learn to inherit." ”

"Are you busy and crazy?" the woman looked at Han Moyu in disbelief, "As long as you want, that child can have nothing to do with the Han family, these things are all yours." ”

Han Moyu didn't rush to refute anything, just said flatly: "He is a member of the Han family, and he always will be." ”

The woman glared at Han Moyu, a little excited: "Do you think he wants to be a member of the Han family? He has been back for a few days, isn't everything done by you? Today is a wagil for your father, and he can't even see a figure." ”

There was silence for a while, and the woman sighed and persuaded: "We will send him abroad, anywhere, to ensure that he eats and drinks without worry, and keeps him away from the Han family's industries, and he is also happy." ”

"It doesn't matter. Han Moyu straightened the offering plate with pastries on the table, "He is still young, just learn slowly, and he has time for anything." ”

"You ......" the woman's persuasion was fruitless, and she was a little angry and frowned, "You think you are helping him? He may not be grateful to you, and even treat you as an enemy!"

"Hmm. "Han Moyu has always been calm. Looking at the woman's somewhat tired face, she persuaded, "Mom, go and rest." I'm here to watch. ”

"You are really unreasonable!" The woman glared at Han Moyu, and left the mourning hall angrily, leaving Han Moyu alone in the mourning hall.

After a while, Han Moyu sat on the chair, sighed softly, and took out his mobile phone to dial a string of numbers.

"Why are you bothered to make so many calls every day?"

On the other end of the phone, Han Mochu's irritable voice rang.

"Today, I'm going to keep a wake for Dad. Han Moyu ignored Han Mochu's displeasure and said straightforwardly, "Where are you now, come back." ”

Han Mochu looked at the late sky outside and sneered, "Wake the spirit? That's not his son's business? I'm an outsider, so I won't participate." ”