Mo Qian leaned back in her chair, slightly raised her head, and surveyed everything that was happening in the hall.
I sniffed; the smell of onions was really strong, and my tears were still flowing.
While no one was paying attention, Mo Qian, with her right hand behind her back, took out a piece of onion from her spatial storage, held it tightly in her hand, extracted some onion juice, and inadvertently touched her eyes with her hand...
Just as Mo Qian was still mentally complaining, Gao Pan'er hugged Mo Lu, who had run in from outside, and cried incessantly, her voice filled with sorrow.
"Lu'er, my poor Lu'er!"
"Mother, please don't cry. Father knows you're sad, and he'll be sad too," Mo Lu comforted Gao Pan'er from the side.
Upon hearing the news of his father's passing, Mo Lu felt a pang of sadness. No one would buy him toys anymore! No one would buy him delicious food or fun things!
However, seeing her mother so heartbroken, she couldn't bear to be sad anymore and put it out of her mind, focusing all her attention on comforting her.
"Lu'er, you're still too young!"
"My Lu'er..." Gao Pan'er was deeply shocked, closed her eyes, and fainted.
"Qingyan, call a few people to take Aunt Gao back to her room so someone can take a look at her," Mo Qian said, raising her head with a sorrowful expression, directing Qingyan.
"I really want to faint along with Aunt Gao, but I can't fall down. At this time, the huge Mo family still needs a leader. Waaah."
"I can only force myself to endure it," Mo Qian sobbed.
The housekeeper had previously remarked that Concubine Gao had fainted from crying after the master's death, and that she was also loyal and devoted to the master.
However, after hearing Mo Qian's words, the goodwill that had just risen between them was immediately ruined.
At this time, Aunt Gao not only couldn't help, but she also caused more trouble. There were already so many things to do, and she just wouldn't stop...
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