"Tick-"

After swiping the magnetic card, the door sensor automatically recedes to both sides.

The courtyards, rockeries, pools, and towers that are completely different from the east villa where Mo Ran is located are exposed in front of you......

It's like two completely different worlds in the same space, but strangely linked together.

"Young Master, the master is already waiting for you in the study."

As soon as Mo Ran appeared, the old servant who was waiting at the door immediately stepped forward.

Mo Ran's eyebrows did not move, and even his eyes did not fluctuate, and the corners of his mouth were slightly pursed, "Send me in." ”

With a sinking back, several servants carefully carried their wheelchairs up the stairs, all the way through the specially structured verandah.

The old butler had a document in his hand, and followed behind, occasionally making a noise to tell the servant to pay attention to the roadblock.

This is not a disabled passage specially designed for Mo Ran, and it is not free to move.

"Young Master, it's here." The old butler bent down respectfully.

"Give me the papers, and everyone will step down." Mo Ran said coldly.

"Young Master, let me follow you, it's easier to move." The butler asked with concern.

He coldly turned the wheelchair in one direction, faced the old butler, and paused word by word, "Do you think I still need to do anything when I get here?" ”

"Subordinates stand down."

Shocked by the anger in Mo Ran's eyes, the old housekeeper didn't dare to say much, and with a wave of his hand, he took away all his subordinates.

For a while, in front of the slightly heavy study door, there was only one Mo Ran who had difficulty moving.

Knowing that his eyes were cold and gloomy, he sat quietly in a wheelchair, his eyes kept looking at the door of the study, but he never reached out to push it open.

After a long time, I heard a sound from the study, and the corner of my mouth quickly crossed a fine light.

"Click-"

The door to the study was opened from within.

Old Man Mo, who is dressed in a white suit, looks energetic, middle-aged, but his capable figure is not inferior to the current young people.

Unlike the treacherous businessman, the aura on Old Man Mo has a strong bookish atmosphere, and he has the gentle demeanor of a child.

But just by simply standing, it reveals an extraordinary domineering spirit......

It's unpredictable.

At this moment, he stood inside the door, looking at Mo Ran, who was silent, and saw that his eyes were calm, and his resolute face was slightly loosened.

"You've won, come in."

The first tug-of-war between father and son is over.

Old Man Mo turned around indifferently, and did not step forward to push the wheelchair for Mo Ran, but walked straight towards the study and sat down at the desk.

"Thank you, father."

As soon as his hand was raised, Mo Ran pressed the switch on the special wheelchair, slowly slid the wheelchair, and walked into the study.

For Old Man Mo's appreciation, his handsome face is not arrogant or impatient.

This is just the beginning, once he loses control over Gu Qianqian's mother and son, he is afraid that his father will directly let him take him away and isolate him completely......

Knowing Old Man Mo's thoughts, Mo Ran's hand holding the wheelchair suddenly tightened, but his warm face did not move at all.

Quickly turned to the opposite side of Old Man Mo and set up a wheelchair.

"I don't think you still have the leverage to negotiate terms with me."

Old Man Mo's eyes fell on the document bag on Mo Ran's lap, and he opened his mouth indifferently.

But Meifeng frowned unconsciously, and his inquiring gaze was firmly locked on Mo Ran, but he couldn't see through what his most outstanding son was thinking.

Mo Ran smiled lightly, slid his wheelchair elegantly, put the document bag in his hand in front of Old Man Mo, and took a few steps back.