Chapter 271

"Mr. Mo, old lady, Enron's life is really hard."

LAN Tingyi pretended to be sad and cried

Mo Changwen holds LAN Tingyi's hand and is difficult to walk down the aisle.

"I'm sorry for the change!"

Mrs. Mo didn't take the wipe at all. She went directly to the LAN Tingyun couple. LAN Tingyi didn't care. Seeing that people were almost here, she went to the reporter to please one by one.

"Mr. LAN, you are miss Lan's uncle. It should be the Mohist school or miss Lan's biological parents. Why did Mr. LAN organize it?"

The reporter asked curiously.

"As you can see, my second brother and daughter-in-law are very sad and have no energy to get these. They want to cry when they see Enron's things. The old lady of the Mohist family is too old to stand such sad things. It's only me. Jin Rong is afraid that she is also very sad now. I should help a little."

LAN Tingyi pretended to be very sad in front of the media.

Suddenly someone in the crowd said.

"Mr. LAN, I heard that you were on the wanted list of the police before. You were at large because you dissected the body without permission. Is this over?"

The reporters immediately became alert and picked up the microphone one after another.

This is a big news for them. Catching criminals at the memorial service is also a great achievement.

LAN Tingyi smiled.

"This is a misunderstanding. It's all right."

"But Mr. Lan's name is still on the wanted list. Does Mr. LAN want to say that the police have made a mistake? I don't know what courage Mr. LAN has to show his face in front of the media?"

A man took out the communication list on his mobile phone and showed it to everyone.

Xu Yanshan saw that things were wrong and hurried to come to the rescue.

"Don't be stunned. Enron's memorial service has begun."

She looked back at LAN Tingyi, who was sweating, and asked him to step back.

She didn't expect today's problem. Just thinking about the money, how good it would be if she was caught, so Xu Yanshan asked LAN Tingyi to step back behind the scenes.

Some people were broken by Xu Yanshan's words and quickly took pictures of the memorial service. Many students put a chrysanthemum under LAN Enron's portrait to express their condolences.

The video was being broadcast live, and a deep voice came from outside the gate.

"The memorial service began before I came here?"

Mo Jinrong and Mo San walked through the crowd and said.

The reporter snapped madly, stopped Mo Jinrong's way, and a group of people surrounded him.

Mo Jinrong is not wearing a black suit today, but a silver gray suit that is different from usual. The camera keeps patting on Mo Jinrong's face, and his expression is not loose at all.

Others began to whisper.

"This is mo Jinrong. He is not sad at all. It is true that he is cold-blooded and ruthless with the outside world."

"This looks too ugly. No wonder LAN Enron can be killed by her. I don't think it's an ugly death. Who doesn't worry about this ugly monster all day? LAN Enron is from the countryside after all. He only recognizes money. It's a pity that Yang Yifu has a good purse."

All their comments were received by Mo Jinrong in his ears, but he was not angry. He stood in front of the reporter, looked at the camera and said.

"The daughter-in-law of the Mohist family, when is it the turn of the relatives of the blue family to preside over the funeral?"

Xu Yanshan is unwilling to hear this. Anyway, she is also LAN Enron's big aunt. How can she become a foreign enterprise? It hasn't been three generations.

She wanted to come forward and theory was rejected by Mo San.

"Mrs. Xu, LAN Enron is my daughter-in-law of the Mohist family. It's too unruly to give a random notice of the funeral. Besides, Enron didn't die at all. What's the purpose of your anxious funeral?"

Mo San looked at Xu Yanshan angrily.

Xu Yanshan was speechless with anger. She hesitated.

"We just want to give Enron a funeral. This can't drag you. The Mohists don't want us to come to the blue family. They're saying that Enron was killed by you. What's your intention to come?"

"Isn't it insulting the reputation of the Mohist school to choose such a dilapidated place for the funeral?"

Mo San looked around. The walls fell off and there was a smell of rust everywhere. He saw that it was a warehouse that had been working for two nights. The funeral was really poor!

"Don't quarrel. Enron is gone. How can you quarrel?"

Mo Changwen came out to persuade the quarrel and said.

"Changwen!"

Liu Fang with Mo Yuze suddenly appeared after Mo Chang's tattoo, which startled him.

This is a matter of Mohism. No matter how the old lady doesn't admit it, it's also the blood of Mohism. She has to participate in Mohist affairs.

"Why are you here?"

"How can I not come about Mohism? At least this son is also the blood of Mohism!"

Liu Fang smiled and said that she was not afraid of anything because she had a son nearby. Now she just depends on herself. She can't even drink the northwest wind by relying on Mo Changwen.

Old Mrs. Mo watched Mo Changwen coldly. She didn't want to quarrel with them on such a day. It was disgraceful.

"Mr. Mo, is there any possibility of remarriage after Miss Lan's death?"

Facing the reporter's inquiry, Mo San didn't say anything. Instead, Mo Changwen actively cooperated and smiled.

"Don't talk about it now."

"The Mohs group has never had an heir. Is it going to change within the group and replace the heir?"

The reporter asked again.