On the weekend, lawyer Hu showed up at Xishan Villa with a document.

Mr. Hu has been in Moshi for many years, and he is not only the legal representative of Moshi, but also has the trust of the old man and acts as the personal lawyer of the Moshi family.

"Hello, Lawyer Hu."

After the three of them sat down, Lawyer Hu got straight to the point and said, "This is what the old man asked me to give to you, you can take it and take a look." ”

The more Mo Sihan looked down, the darker his face became: Old man, this is crazy, right? Villas, buildings, shares, etc., why didn't he give her the entire Mo Clan?

After reading the document, Mo Sihan said angrily: "Is the old man really crazy, with his big hand, how long do I have to work hard to earn it back?" ”

Mo Sihan is a shrewd businessman, and he doesn't do it at a loss.

Zhu Wuwu was also shocked after flipping through the documents.

No matter how she said that she was also an outsider, the old man brought such a generous agreement, no wonder Mo Sihan was so angry.

In the final analysis, Old Man Mo just didn't want the two of them to separate, so he would draw up this.

However, it is unlikely that this agreement will take effect in Zhu Wuwu's opinion, and it clearly stipulates that Zhu Wuwu can only receive this property if his identity remains unchanged and he gives birth to a child for the Mo family.

Zhu Wuwu and Mo Sihan are not separated for the time being, it does not mean that they will be tied together forever in the future, Mo Sihan has made it very clear to Zhu Wuwu that no matter what method is used, he will marry Su Lan.

Once Old Man Mo is gone, it is not a matter of minutes for Mo Sihan to kick Zhu Wuwu away.

Mo Sihan glared at Zhu Wuwu angrily, as if to say: Why don't you speak now? Good luck, you insatiable woman!

Mo Sihan sneered at her with great contempt: "I wish you no worries, why are you even a locust that specializes in sucking human blood?" Is this a fine tradition that you wish your family? ”

Zhu Wuwu ignored Mo Sihan's ridicule, and said to Lawyer Hu: "Lawyer Hu, please go back and tell Grandpa that I don't want these things." ”

Lawyer Hu smiled politely: "Both, my task today is to show you this. As for the rest, it's better for you to go to the old man in person to make it clear. ”

Mo Sihan got up angrily: "I'll go find him now." ”

Walking to the door, Mo Sihan saw that Zhu Wuwu hadn't followed yet, and yelled at her angrily: "What are you rubbing? Still not leaving? ”

Zhu Wuwu took small steps and trotted all the way to follow.

On the way to Mo's house, Mo Sihan glanced at Zhu Wuwu in disgust: "I wish Wuwu is really yours!" ”

"Say whatever you want." Zhu Wuwu didn't want to quarrel with him.

Mo Sihan smiled at the corner of his mouth, and threatened her coldly: "I wish you no worries, the old man protects you so much, if you have no one to protect you one day, what else can you do?" ”

Mo Sihan's words were a naked threat to her, and Zhu Wuwu couldn't help but stand on end.

Along the way, Mo Sihan's face was uglier than ever. His cold face has no warmth, giving people an invisible coercion.

He was silent, and she naturally didn't dare to say more. Since he decided that she was a woman who was greedy for money, no matter how much she explained, it would be of no avail. Since he decided that the old man was directed at her, what she said would only add fuel to the fire.

If it was before, she might be grateful to the old man for what he did for her, but now, she feels that it is a shackle and a burden.

It's not that I don't love money, but she can't take such a large sum of money at all, and she doesn't want to take it.

Thinking about it, how could Mo Sihan be generous to her?

The atmosphere in the car was cold and depressing, and Zhu Wuwu held his head with his hands and turned his eyes to the outside of the car.

After a long time, Mo Sihan finally spoke again.

Mo Si said coldly: "I wish you no worries, you don't want anything on your lips, in fact, what you want is half of the Mo family, I wish you no worries, I have never seen a greedy woman like you." ”

Half of Morze? Is it okay for someone to talk without exaggerating all the time?

He said this almost through gritted teeth, and his tone was filled with deep contempt and disgust.

Having said that, there is really no need to explain Zhu Wuwu.

She just turned her head to look at him, then looked away and remained silent.

Mo Sihan's fierce gaze swept towards her like a knife, and he said in a stiff tone, "Why don't you speak?" ”

"What did I say?" Zhu Wuwu laughed dryly, "You have said everything, what else do you want me to say?" ”

The cold aura in Mo Sihan's whole body suddenly opened, and his voice smashed cold and hard: "I wish you no worries, I want to see if your plot can succeed?" ”

Zhu Wuwu smiled: "The conspiracy theories are all out, Mo Sihan, is there anything else?" ”

He has such a good-looking mouth, but the words he says are poisonous and ruthless, and the two really don't match.

"Don't be complacent!" Mo Sihan's disgust for her copied and pasted, and it all fell on her.

I wish the coolness in my heart from head to foot, the sadness in my eyes slowly floated up, and my heart was as uncomfortable as a ball of cotton.

When he returned to Mo's house, Steward Gu told Old Man Mo Sihan that he had gone out.

Mo Sihan asked him when the old man would come back, and Steward Gu replied that it might take three or five days.

Mo Sihan's deep eyes were full of coldness, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph, I think the old man went out on purpose this time." ”

Who's to say it isn't? Don't say it, Old Man Mo did it on purpose.

"You kid, fight with me, it's a little tender." Old Man Mo said smugly, "I don't want to think about who taught you your skills?" ”

After the family calmed down for a while, the old man's mood improved a lot. Although children and grandchildren have their own children and grandchildren, which elder can choose to stand by and watch something happen at home?

In a word, family affection is a relationship where blood is thicker than water, and it is a constant existence.

……

Soon after, the bidding results of Jincheng Fangshui District Industrial Park came out. Just when everyone thought that the Blue Mountain Group and the Lin family would definitely be able to win this land together, the Mo family, who intervened halfway, had the last laugh and became the final winner.

Mo Sihan, the president of the Mo family, is a young talent, and his means are even more thunderous, who would have thought that the final winner would be him?

After hearing the news, many people were talking about it.

"The Blue Mountain Group and the Lin family have both been defeated by the Mo family, and the Mo family is worthy of being the leading enterprise in Jincheng!"

"As soon as this land was taken, the Mo clan made another move. Now that the property market is so hot, it is difficult not to send it. ”

"I heard that Moshi won this land and intends to take a share of the pie in the field of new energy vehicles, focusing on the development of hydrogen fuel cells."

"Awesome! Hydrogen fuel is a non-polluting energy source, and the car will definitely replace the traditional fuel vehicle in the future. If Mo's development in this area goes well, it will not only get strong support from the government, but also enable the successful transformation of the enterprise and make Mo's a more diversified large enterprise. ”

As soon as all kinds of good news came out, Mo's stock price rose one after another, and its market value increased several times at once.

The same news reached Lin Yunlang, and he held his head and sighed heavily.

"Moth." Lin Yunlang said to himself, "It's worthy of Mo Sihan, this time I was careless and lost to him?" ”

Lin Yunlang's eyes were slightly unwilling, but he was helpless.

Lin Yunlang smiled self-deprecatingly: "Very good, Mo Sihan deserves to be Mo Sihan, it seems that I have another strong competitor." The coming day is long, let's wait and see! ”

……

Matsuyama Cemetery

A few days later, on the 983 bus to Songshan Cemetery, Zhu Wuwu got off the bus with a bouquet of flowers in his hand.

Going forward is an asphalt road, the road is neither wide nor narrow, and the vehicles are sparse. Tall plane trees are planted on both sides of the road. In autumn, large sycamore leaves turn into golden butterflies and flutter in the air, adding a bit of sadness to this desolate place.

The last time I visited my father at the cemetery, it was at this time. It's not Qingming Day, it's not her father's death day, it's her father's birthday.

Zhu Zaiyang is not a qualified good father in the strict sense, but Zhu Wuwu has been rare to her father since she was a child, and every time on her father's birthday, she will draw a very long and very big painting for him.

The reason why Zhu Wuwu sent the painting to her father was because she could see her father too few times. She wanted to use the painting to tell her dad about everything that had happened around her recently.

It's a pity that Zhu Zaiyang didn't take a serious look at her paintings once, he always threw her paintings in places she couldn't see, Zhu Wuwu secretly saw it several times, and he was secretly sad for a long time.

When she was just born, Zhu Zaiyang was actually still very precious Zhu Wuwu's daughter. At that time, the relationship between Zhu Zaiyang and Zhu Wuwu's mother was like glue, and they were inseparable.

It's just that as time goes by, the more Zhu Zaiyang understands her mother's personality, the more she feels that she is terrible. Over time, he didn't love Zhu Wuwu's daughter so much.

It has been said that the shadow of childhood takes a lifetime to heal. My mother doesn't hurt, and my father doesn't love Zhu Wuwu, who has been sensible and forbearant since she was a child, is incompatible with her age.

The reason for this is that the creation of a worry-free and pleasing personality should be inseparable from her childhood experience.

On the mountain, Zhu Wuwu skillfully found her father's cemetery. In addition to her father, there is also a burial of Zhu William's mother, Aunt Qiao.

In a sense, Zhu Wuwu's mother has already lost. Even if her mother dies in the future, she can't be buried with her father, so what is it if she doesn't lose?

Zhu Wuwu suddenly felt a little sympathetic to her mother, but more than that, she didn't understand. I have the impression that my mother is very beautiful, why does a woman like her have to find a married man?

"Forget it, I don't want to. What's the use of thinking about it now? Zhu Wuwu sighed softly.

There was a bouquet of flowers in front of Zhu Zaiyang's grave, and Zhu Wuwu stared at the photo and smiled: "Dad, it seems that besides me, there are still people who remember Dad's birthday." ”

Zhu Wuwu subconsciously looked around, and a noble lady wearing sunglasses was about to leave in the distance.

"This man's back looks so familiar." Zhu Wuwu hurriedly chased after him.

Unfortunately, by the time she was panting and chasing down, the lady had already driven away.

Zhu Wuwu came to his father's grave again in disappointment, and said to Zhu Zaiyang's portrait: "Dad, today is your birthday, I guess I have prepared a gift for you, this is it." ”

Zhu Wuwu took out the painting from his backpack and put it on the ground, offered flowers, and set up the fruit wine.

Zhu Wuwu said with a little sadness: "Dad, I know you don't like the paintings I sent you, but I still want to send them, who makes me never see you." Okay now, you can't run here when you lie here, you can't do it without looking. ”

"Dad, where do you think Mom will go? I still haven't heard from her. ”

"Dad, you don't know how much property the second uncle and Zhu William have lost to the Zhu family in recent years. If Grandpa was still alive, he would probably be by them. ”

"Dad, Mo Sihan and I have to go on." Zhu Wuwu said with tears in his eyes, "But I originally thought that I had already drawn an end with him...... Woowoo......

Zhu Wuwu cried alone in front of Zhu Zaiyang's grave for a long time, and then came out of the cemetery.

Taking the 983 bus, which runs every hour, I wish no worries and rushed back to the city.

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