But did she ever think about Quan Mo, how she wanted Quan Mo to get along with Xi Nanxing in the future, and secretly framed Xi Nanxing again and again......

"Yes, my grandfather's death is suspicious." Quan Mo suddenly raised his voice and said.

Everyone looked at him in astonishment, An Ge looked at him worriedly, what did he want to do?

"Did Nanxing really do it?" The old man said, "But we can't take one side of the story, so let's all sit down and talk." ”

"I did it."

Quan Mo said, and the four words that were clear and cold came out from between his thin lips.

“……”

There was silence.

Unexpectedly, An Ge closed his eyes, his eyes were moist, and he felt sorry for such Quan Mo, when Xi Wei went to frame Xi Nanxing, she guessed that Quan Mo would do this.

He...... Always soft-hearted.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Seeing this, Xi Nanxing immediately rushed over and rushed to Quan Mo's side, full of anger, "The elders are all here, what are you talking nonsense." ”

Kwon Mo is crazy.

Quan Mo looked down at Xi Wei who was in a wheelchair, sneered, and said in a low voice, "I killed my grandfather because I wanted to seek the interests of the Xi family, this answer ...... Are you satisfied? ”

Xi Wei was stunned, looking at her son in a daze, tears falling wildly.

"What the hell is going on?!"

A group of people stood in the doorway, bewildered by the scene in front of them.

Xi Nanxing immediately stood up to play a round, "Grandpa died, Quan Mo was emotional, and he didn't choose to say anything for a while, elders, please go upstairs, let's sit down and talk." ”

The scene was chaotic and messy.

An Ge looked at the crystal coffin, the lid of the coffin was lifted and not closed, I don't know if there will be a spirit after death, if there is, Old Man Xi must be very uncomfortable when he sees him make such a fuss in less than half a day after his death......

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The funeral is not like a funeral, it becomes a farce.

Xi Wei succeeded, if she made such a fuss, who would care about Quan Yitian, Quan Yitian is free.

Quan Mo, Xi Nanxing, Xi Wei and the family elders were discussing things upstairs, An Ge didn't go, he stood in the hall alone, and Xiao Anxia handed over to Xiao You, who came over.

In the hall, the servants began to decorate the mourning hall again, but they all whispered.

An Ge bent down and picked up the flower basket on the ground and put it away.

The crystal coffin lid was covered, An Ge picked up a handkerchief and wiped the transparent coffin lid himself, inside, Xi Chuan was lying peacefully inside, his face solemn......

"Actually, I hated you before." An Ge said while wiping the lid of the coffin, his voice low, "But I find out now that you still feel sorry for Quan Mo." ”

She wiped the lid of the coffin and said to herself, "Even if you thought about killing him later, I am already grateful that you hurt him like that when he was a child." Because...... There are too few people who really feel sorry for Quan Mo, too few. ”

A tear fell from her eye and landed on the lid of the coffin.

An Ge wiped it off with a handkerchief, "Xi Wei and his wife keep saying that it is for Quan Mo, but they are only for the Quan Mo they imagined...... The Quan Mo they imagined would be obedient, frame his brothers, take away the group, and control the interests of the Xi family......"

"But what about the real Quan Mo? Have they considered Kwonmo's feelings? Repeatedly forced to power and ink are not human. An Ge said, tears falling involuntarily on his fair and pure face, "How nice it would be if they weren't Kwon Mo's parents......

Xi Chuan lay there peacefully, no longer answering any of her questions.