Before the company's problems could be solved, it was attacked by major media outlets.

Mo Zichen was surrounded by a group of crazy reporters in the company, unable to move an inch.

Mo Yueyue was also chased and forced by a reporter to ask:

"Miss Mo, I heard that the funds for the establishment of the Mo Group were obtained by your father by improper means, is it true?"

"Miss Mo, what do you think of this major accident of the Mo Group?"

"Miss Mo, what do you have to explain to the fact that the Mo Group looks brilliant but is actually an empty shell?"

"Miss Mo......"

Emperor Xiao saw the scene of Mo Yueyue being questioned by reporters through the TV screen, and couldn't help but lock his eyebrows, took out his mobile phone and called Huang Qi, "Didn't you ask you to secretly buy it, what are you doing with such fanfare?" ”

"Young Master, I'm still collecting information, and I haven't done it yet."

"Didn't do it?"

"Yes, young master. I wonder who could have done this, menacing! If the Mohs Group is carried out like this, it will go bankrupt in a few days. ”

Mo Yueyue was pregnant with a child, and was squeezed around by a group of people, which was really uncomfortable, and after answering a few questions from reporters, the mobile phone in the bag rang.

She took advantage of the gap, opened the bag, flipped out her phone, "Hey, mom......"

"Come back, your dad fainted suddenly!"

Mo Yueyue's face changed, "I'll be back soon!" ”

When Mo Yueyue and Mo Zichen rushed to the hospital, Mo Haotian died due to a rupture of a cerebral blood vessel, which delayed for too long, and the rescue was ineffective.

After the emperor got the news, he rushed to the hospital as soon as possible.

"You are?" Jinghui was supported by Mo Zichen, and she was haggard and could faint at any time.

"My name is Emperor Xiao, and I am Yueyue's husband."

"It turns out that you are ......" Jing Hui excitedly held his hand, with tears in her eyes, "My family Yueyue will be handed over to you in the future, please treat her well......"

"I will."

Jing Hui nodded reassuringly, then raised her finger and pointed to the operating room not far away.

Emperor Xiao was shocked, and didn't take a few steps to start, when Mo Zichen's urgent voice came from behind him, "Mom, Mom!" ”

As soon as the emperor turned around, he saw a dagger deeply inserted in Jing Hui's heart, and a large amount of blood gushed out.

Mo Zichen hugged her painfully, "Why, Mom, why do you ......?"

Jing Hui's blood-stained hand touched Mo Zichen's face tremblingly, and said weakly: "Actually...... You're the damn thing...... Child, your sister is ...... Adoptive. Do you still have ...... And a ......"

Before she finished speaking, Jing Hui tilted her head and was already out of breath.

"Mom, Mom!" Mo Zichen hugged Jing Hui's head tightly and cried like a child for the first time.

"Zichen, come, this is my sister, her name is Yueyue, you have to treat her well and love her in the future, you know?"

"Zichen, didn't my mother tell you, if your sister comes first, remember, she is the person you want to protect in your life."

Mo Yueyue was overly sad because of Mo Haotian's death, which led to a miscarriage.

It was already night when I woke up after the surgery.

"Yueyue, you're awake." Emperor Xiao walked over, sat on the hospital bed, and gently held her hands, "Does it still hurt?" ”

Dad died, she had a miscarriage again, and the blow to her was so great that tears welled up before she could say a word.

Emperor Xiao's heart was pulled fiercely, holding her pale face full of tears, "Dad is gone, and me, I will take care of you for the rest of your life." ”

"No, I don't." Mo Yueyue pulled his hand away, her face tilted to the side.