Chapter 247 (1/2)

”Blame others for everything. What do I want your grandson to do?”

Old Mrs. Mo looked unhappy.

If the birthday party doesn't come, I don't know if I have a serious or minor illness. This grandson is raised for nothing.

”Young master Jinrong! You don't know how rampant that little three is? He stubbornly ate the old lady's heart-saving pill and wanted to be the master of the Mohist school. I don't know what Mr. Mo thought. He thought Mrs. Xu Pei was a little annoying before, but now it seems that Mrs. Xu Pei is much better. They just clamored for divorce, which makes the old lady very sad.”

Wu Ma came forward and told Mo Jinrong about the cause and effect.

Mo Jinrong's face was a little dignified. Unexpectedly, the outer room dared to reveal her identity and wanted to enter the door of the Mohist school. It was a dream.

”Grandma, you'd better not worry about this and take good care of yourself. This is the most important thing.”

Mo Jinrong said softly.

”I heard that the Zhao family will have a family banquet tomorrow. Are you going?”

Old Mrs. Mo asked suspiciously.

”Yes, I don't know Zhao Han very well. It's good if I can become a business partner in the future, but if I can't, it's always right to be wary.”

Mo Jinrong didn't tell Mrs. Mo about the treatment, mainly for fear that she was worried about her condition. Another is to keep the whereabouts of zero confidential.

”Zhao Guoliang is loyal and honest. His son must be good. Don't you take him safely?”

Old Mrs. Mo nodded and asked.

”My identity should not be exposed. At present, only people in the company know my identity. I don't want to get into trouble. Mo San will play me tomorrow, so I won't take Enron.”

Mo Jinrong always let Mo San play himself because of his body. Now his body is not good, so he must not act rashly.

”Jin Rong, are you better?”

Asked Mrs. mo.

”Well, much better“

Mo Jinrong answered softly.

He hasn't done it since last time. He's not sure if he has recovered.

”Jinrong, you'd better come out by yourself. Yinger has died for so many years. You should put it down. Your disease has followed you for most of your life. Do you still have to tangle in the past?”

Mrs. Mo can't stand it. She knows that this grandson has been blaming himself for the death of his granddaughter, but it was many years ago. He still can't let go of his heart knot. She is a little worried.

”Grandma! You also know that some things can't be put down. Ying'er died because of me. If I were around at that time, I could give her the medicine in time, and she wouldn't have an accident. So I've been very guilty these years. I'm trying to make up for it, but it doesn't help. I owe her all my life.”

Mo Jinrong's face was gloomy and her eyes became dim.