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Sure enough, after Lin Xiaoxiang left, Mo Jingshan started to pretend to care about Mo Yifeng's body.

"Ye Feng, are you alright?"

"Ye Feng, what are you used to coming in here?"

"Is there anything you want to do that doesn't require Fourth Uncle's company to take care of matters?"

The Ink Night Wind hung her head, looking dispirited and hopeless.

Seeing this, Mo Jingshan knew in his heart that this was most likely mud that could not support itself on the wall. He was a fool, and then a vegetable. His world had always been out of line with this society, how could he act like a normal person?

As a result, the taut strings in Mo Jingshan's heart loosened a bit.

At this moment, An Qian stood up and pulled Mo Yefeng behind him. She stood in front of Mo Jingshan like a protector, "Fourth Master, what is the meaning of this?"

Mo Jingshan said with a smile that was not a smile, "What meaning can I have? Ye Feng is my eldest nephew. As his fourth uncle, of course, I wanted to pull him. "Can it be that I have to let him remain unknown in the Mo family?"

An shallowly sneered, "I won't trouble you, Master Four." "Ye Feng is the eldest son of the Mo family. If the cold is not there tonight, then he has the responsibility to take on the responsibility of the Mo family."

"Chi!" Mo Jingshan suddenly laughed. It was as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world. He was not stingy with his taunts and jokes. He sized up Mo Yifeng, who was hiding behind An Qian, from head to toe.

"Just him? What do you think he will be? His own brother had died outside the country, but he had been sent to the Mo Estate to eat and drink. I did this because I wanted to train him so that he could attain talent soon. The son of the Mo family had never been mediocre. If this goes on, will he be worthy to be a member of the Mo family? "

Not only did Mo Yefeng not retaliate in response to Mo Jingshan's taunting, he instead buried his head deep within his chest, his face revealing his cowardice and inferiority!

An Qian was extremely angry and wanted to fight to the death with Mo Jingshan.

She transformed into a shrew and rushed forward, tightly grabbing onto Mo Jingshan's clothes, and angrily rebuked: "Shut up! I won't allow you to insult Brother Ye Feng. He is the blood brother of Ye Han, and if Ye Han is so outstanding, how can his big brother be lacking in any way? "

While Mo Jingshan retreated, he also shouted something with a red face.

At this time, Mo Xu walked into the mourning hall with Zhang Youlong's support. Seeing the messy scene in the room, he shouted sternly, "All of you, stop! Ye Han is not cold, yet you guys are here arguing over the Mo family's authority. Do you have any shame? "

An Shuang raised his head. When he saw Old Man Mo, he rushed over as if he had seen his savior. Tears and snot ran down his face as he complained about how wronged he was and how he had been scolded by Mo Jingshan.

"Grandfather, you have to avenge me …"

Mo Jingshan was very satisfied with what he saw. The current Residence of Mo was indeed in chaos. The woman who had once thought that she was calm and collected, after the death of her husband, had completely lost her mind.

That is to say, his previous calmness was all an act?

Heh … He slapped Fatty's face until it swelled up!

He coldly held on to An Qian's crying appearance, just like a pitiful weakling. Oh no, she was a weakling now. He wanted to rely on his identity to obtain Mo Hongyi's empathy.

What might happen? The huge Old Residence of Mo could not be handed over to a woman.

Indeed, when Mo Jingshan saw Mo Hongyi's face and vision, he could not help but feel annoyed. For those from the Wealthy and Prominent Class, the biggest taboo was for women to cry incessantly.

"Qian Chao, you should go back to Water Tree Garden to rest first." Mo Xuehui coldly said as he retracted his gaze.

"…" "Mo Qiuyi?" An Qian almost thought that something was wrong with her ears. She suddenly raised her head and looked at Mo Qiuyi in disbelief. Master... Grandpa... "What did you say?"

"I say, as a woman, you don't need to worry about the Mo family. Go back and rest. "

"Grandfather, you have to avenge me …" I was bullied by Master Four … He just saw that I was dead and had no one to rely on... "I …"

"Shut up!" Don't say any more. Look at you, and look at how the second young mistress of the Mo family is now! " Mo Xu bellowed in anger, his face instantly filled with rage. Someone, send Second Young Madam back. "

A few of them came to An Qian's side, lifted her up, and began walking outside.

An Qian's wailing became more and more intense as she pounded her chest and stamped her feet in grief. This scene was just like an ancient concubine who had been given to death, making her final and futile struggle.

A smile gradually appeared on Mo Jingshan's face.

However, he quickly regained his composure. There was also sadness on his face as he said, "Dad, don't be too sad. Qian Qian should be overly sad as well, that's why she lost her sense of propriety."

Mo Xuehui seemed to be truly disappointed in An Xiashan. He snorted coldly and said, "Hmph." "How could she be worthy to be the Mo family's daughter-in-law with this crazy appearance of hers."

Mo Xuehui paused for a moment, as if he had thought of something. He then instructed Zhang Youlong, "Go and instruct them not to let Second Young Madam out. Send someone to keep an eye on the gate of the Aquatic Fir Garden. If she were to come out with this kind of emotion, it would definitely cause trouble for me. The Mo family is not bored enough! "

"Yes." Zhang Youlong nodded, turned around and left to deal with this matter.

Seeing this scene, Mo Jingshan felt even more infuriated. He could not help but raise his head. Glancing at the shivering Mo Ye, he came up with a plan. So he said, "Dad, if tonight's cold is over, the Mo family can't possibly not have a backbone. How about this, wait for Ye Han's funeral to be done well, and let Ye Feng take over Ye Han's position. "

Upon hearing this, Mo Xu seemed to have just recalled this matter. He raised his head and gazed at the dark night wind. However, Mo Yefeng's performance had truly disappointed everyone.

He didn't have the bearing and courage a man should have. He was timid and timid like a child who had made a mistake.

Mo Xu's eyes lowered, immediately revealing his deep disappointment and regret.

Mo Jingshan observed the situation for a while, and then said hypocritically, "Dad, there are some things that can be cultivated. "Ye Feng is, after all, unlucky. I believe that as long as we have enough time to train him, he should be as outstanding as Ye Han."

"Sigh …" Mo Xu withdrew his gaze, his aged face was filled with helplessness and grief.

At this time, Mo Jingshan straightened his back and said, "How about this? From tomorrow onwards, I will come to the old mansion to teach the night wind." "The Mo family can't be without an owner for a single day, I believe that with Ye Feng's talent, he will definitely become an expert in less than a year."