Chapter 257 Defense
Mr. Mo's face turned pale as he heard her threats: "What do you think you can do here?"
"It's so hard to live, but there are so many ways to die, aren't there?"
Chen Zhu raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a smile.
It’s not that I don’t care about my own life, but when faced with Mr. Mo’s autocratic personality, I should suppress him first.
Only by gaining the right to speak can you gain the upper hand in the subsequent pursuit.
The blunt threat filled Mr. Mo's eyes with coldness.
Everyone watching this scene couldn't help but swallow their saliva. Only the elders who had been in the Mo family for a long time understood that the old man would definitely step down and bow his head.
His daughter, who had grown up with him in hardship and accompanied the huge Mo family, was completely different from these children.
"Okay, then what do you want?" Mr. Mo took a deep breath, couldn't help coughing again, and looked at her.
"I want my basic freedom. No matter what I want to do, you should not interfere." Chen Zhu put forward the conditions swiftly and made two simple gestures.
"If you have something you want to see me for, then come to me yourself and don't make me uncomfortable."
This is totally like an unfair clause.
Mr. Mo wanted to see his granddaughter and took the initiative to go to him.
He is old, and now is a critical moment where every move can affect the entire body. How could he possibly leave the safety of the Mohist School?
"This condition is definitely not acceptable. The old man is in poor health and needs to be taken good care of. You, girl, should at least have some conscience, right?" Mo Chengze scolded from the side, with a hint of seriousness in his words.
The other people didn't say anything when they saw this scene, but they seemed to have tacitly agreed to it.
"Aside from some imaginary bloodline, we...theoretically, shouldn't have any connection, right?"
Chen Zhu touched his chin before looking at them.
"You only said that my face is somewhat similar to the person you are looking for, but maybe it's just a resemblance?"
This is to completely overturn what they have just done!
"Forget it, you are actually similar to your mother. You are both smart and clever, and you always think about yourself."
Mr. Mo smiled and shook his head, but it was not difficult to hear a hint of satisfaction in his tone.
His daughter had been just as smart and clever before, the embodiment of all the beautiful words in the world.
"In that case, if there is nothing important, then I will go home." Chen Zhu waved at them one by one, showing his desire to leave.
"I still have a lot to talk to you about, my dear. Don't you have anything you want to say to me?" Old Master Mo spoke softly, with a hint of pleading in his eyes.
Facing the gaze of such an old man, even Chen Zhuyi felt a little soft at this moment: "Since you have already said it, then we can also chat, but I am not familiar with you, and I don't know what to say."
Old Master Mo held Chen Zhuyi's hand and walked outside with her.
Just looking at this figure, the other people in the Mo family couldn't help but feel envious.
The housekeeper immediately asked people to leave to avoid anyone disturbing the old man from talking about the love between grandfather and grandson.
Chen Zhuyi followed the old man's footsteps and went with him to an empty room. Everything in the room was kept in its proper state and looked extremely delicate.
"This is Yu'er's room. I left some things specially for her." Tears welled up in Mr. Mo's cloudy eyes.
Everything here is exquisite, as if an old man had specially prepared it for his daughter. Just looking at it makes people feel a little soft.
"You are the only child my Yu'er left me. Don't worry, you will live a peaceful life here. No one can affect you."
To Chen Zhuyi, this promise seemed inexplicably funny.
If the old man really meant it, why didn't he just instill all those emotions into the woman who truly deserved it in the first place?
Mo Yu is already dead. No matter how well she lives, she cannot live for others.
"Then have you ever thought about investigating the truth behind my mother's departure from here?" Chen Zhuyi asked what he wanted to know.
"Do you think I haven't investigated?" Mr. Mo thought of his decadent and incompetent years.
He finally understood that many things are not necessarily possible just because he thinks they can be done.
"As soon as Yu'er disappeared, I sent people to search for her extensively, but the results were not good. Various problems arose among the people I sent. Some died on the road, and some died at home."
Mr. Mo took a deep breath.
He could still comfort himself about those who died on the road, thinking that they might have been trapped by something.
However, he could not convince himself of the people who died right under his nose.
They were shot and someone was isolating the port city from the inland.
The Mo family's plan was completely scrapped, and they could only choose to become pawns in the hands of the evil.
Only in this way can we survive.
The Mohist school lived for so many years, not in glory but in humiliation.
Even among the so-called four major families in Hong Kong, no one feels that this medal belongs to them. This is a history of humiliation engraved in the bones of these Chinese people!
Thinking of this, Mr. Mo couldn't help but clench his hands into fists, filled with surging hatred and regret for his own incompetence.
When Chen Zhu saw the sincerity in his eyes, he didn't know what to say for a moment.
I inexplicably felt a little sympathy for the old man.
No matter how glamorous he looks on the surface, at this moment, he is just a father who cannot find his daughter.
After listening to what Grandpa Mo said, Chen Zhuyi's acting spirit also became a little more worried about his companions. The more he was like this, the more the old man wanted to defend his fragile pride and waved his hand gently at him.
"Girl, I know I'm not a good elder, but it's so rare to see news about my daughter. No matter what the cost, I will keep you by my side."
Until the end, Mr. Mo said this sentence as if it was a closing statement.
He doesn't want to be a good elder. He has lived a well-behaved life for most of his life. He is of this age. Even if he is a little absurd and confused, who can find fault with him?
Listening to the old man's words, Chen Zhuyi finally smiled a little: "You didn't do any identification, and just believed that I was your daughter's child. Aren't you afraid that I'm lying?"
With the Mo family's great power and influence, I wonder how many people are eyeing the money in the old man's hands?
Could it be that... the old man is not at all prepared for this?
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