Perhaps they intended to rob her of her money and then her virtue. With Mo Yuan away, she will surely protect her granddaughter-in-law's safety and chastity.

So she tiptoed back to her guest room, grabbed a baseball bat, and planned to take care of the damned thief. Such a heroic act would surely earn her points with her granddaughter-in-law.

Mo Xiangtian was thinking about finding a lawyer for tomorrow and didn't pay much attention to his surroundings. Besides, who would carefully look around before going home? As a result, tragedy struck.

Just as they reached the corner, a figure suddenly appeared out of nowhere, shouting in a powerful voice, "Kill! Japanese devils!"

By the bright moonlight, Mo Xiangtian saw an elderly woman in her eighties swing a golf club at his face. He felt a sharp pain as his chin was hit hard. He was thrown to the side, but luckily there was a railing nearby, preventing him from falling.

But this relief didn't even last three seconds.

The figure opposite him suddenly raised his foot and kicked him in the stomach, causing Mo Xiangtian to tumble and scramble down the slope.

Grandma Ling watched the figure roll down, a smug look on her face. "Hmph, daring to steal from my territory. Haven't you heard of my nickname when I led the army against bandits?" Though she refused to back down verbally, she was inwardly sighing. She was indeed getting old and useless; the force of her kick had bounced off, and her left leg was aching. She hoped it wasn't broken.

Hearing the commotion, Mo Jing and the servants rushed out.

All the lights in the living room and hallway were turned on at once.

Mo Jing saw Grandma Ling holding a golf ball with a smug look on her face.

As soon as Grandma Ling saw Mo Jing come out, she immediately slung the baseball bat she was holding over her shoulder with a flourish, like a female tyrant, and said, "Jingjing, why did I wake you up too? It's nothing serious, just that a thief came by, and I beat him to a pulp." Her head was held high, her expression arrogant, as if to say: "I'm awesome, aren't I? Praise me, praise me!"

Mo Jing's lips twitched. Can you imagine an eighty-year-old woman holding a golf club on her shoulder, one leg trembling slightly, saying it's nothing serious, but her face is full of smugness, waiting for praise?

After meeting her at the coffee shop, the old lady seemed to have fallen in love with her at first sight, insisting on following her under the pretext of repaying her kindness. Originally, Mo Jing wanted to arrange a hotel for her to stay in first, and then inform her family.

But when Grandma Ling heard that she was to be put in a hotel, she cried and insisted on going with her, saying that she had been kicked out by her family and had nowhere else to go.

Mo Jing didn't bother to expose such a clumsy scam. Perhaps it was because seeing the old woman reminded her of her maternal grandmother from a past life.

Mo Jing, who doesn't like to meddle in other people's business, actually let her come along and even took her home in the end, since there were plenty of empty guest rooms at home anyway.

I just didn't expect such a fierce scene to occur on the first day.

They watched as the servants downstairs called out to Mo Xiangtian, who had been knocked unconscious on the ground.

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