Chapter 482 (2/2)
So now the safest thing is this villa.
”Kong Ting, how's the boss?”
Asked the fat man.
LAN Enron and Mo Jinrong lie in bed. They have a severe concussion with intracranial hemorrhage, a broken leg bone and hearing loss. Kong Ting looks at a couple and sighs.
”The boss's blood has stopped. The next step is to rest and see when he can wake up. Mo Jin can't say. I'm afraid this leg will be lame in the future. I don't know if I can hear it. Fortunately, this handsome face hasn't been hurt.”
Kong Ting smiled.
”Alas, bitter mandarin duck!”
The fat man sighed.
”Fortunately, we went in time, otherwise we would be preempted by Mo Shengli, and the boss would be in danger.”
The fat man is afraid.
”Look, the Mohist school is about to hold a memorial service. The boss has been missing for less than two days. The Mohist school can't wait?”
The thin man said angrily.
”Do you want to stir up the game tomorrow?”
The fat man said angrily.
”Boss, we haven't woke up yet. If we go there, I'm afraid we'll reveal our stuffing. Let them be proud for a few days first!”
The thin man thought and said.
Mohism.
Old Mrs. Mo is still ill in bed. She is angry and anxious to learn that there will be a memorial service.
Suddenly, the nanny outside the door came in and reported.
”Old lady, that Liu Fang is here again!”
Old Mrs. Mo didn't care about anything about Liu Fang, and said with a burst of grief in her heart.
”What's she doing here? Let her go. I don't have time to mind her business now.”
”Old lady, this is to mourn young master Jinrong. You can't be so ignorant of etiquette?”
Liu Fang was stopped by the nanny to break in.
”I don't know how to be polite? Did you come to see my old lady's jokes? Are you happy that so many sons of my old lady are filial before each bed?”
Old Mrs. Mo said sadly.
”Don't say that, old lady. I really came to see you. By the way, I remind you that Jin Rong is gone. The Mohist family has not only Mo Shengli, but also my son Yuze. Don't forget!”
Liu Fang smiled.
Old Mrs. Mo was surprised. How could she forget the child?
Mo Shengli has put her under house arrest now. He is in charge of everything in the Mohist family. If there is another heir, it may be delayed for a while.
”You bring that child to me to see! The successor of the Mohist school doesn't say that he can be a master. I want to see if the child has talent!”
Old Mrs. Mo smiled.
”OK, OK! Don't worry. I'll bring the child right now and wait outside the door!”
Liu Fang smiled. She turned and took out the phone and let Mo Yuze in.
”You remember, although I let you in, it doesn't mean you can survive in Mohism!”
Old Mrs. Mo warned.
”I see. I just want my children to have a good life. After all, it's the bone and blood of the Mohist school. I can't eat bran and swallow vegetables with me. I can't suffer the child!”
Liu Fang smiled humbly.
Mo Yuze came in carefully. It seems that he has lost a lot of weight. He is somewhat similar to Mo Jinrong when he was a child.
Old Mrs. Mo looked at the child and asked coldly.
”I ask you, how are your grades?”
Liu Fang poked the child and asked him to answer quickly.
”I won the first place in the final exam, and my French, German and football won the prize“
Mo Yuze was a little more confident when he mentioned his achievements.
”I'll expose him a few more interest classes. He learned it when he was smart.”
Liu Fang smiled.