Fake daughter, she refuses to admit defeat

When Mo Sipei went home, he personally cooked a meal for Mr. Mo that was mild and soft with less oil and salt.

After finishing, he told his secretary Liu Hao: "I'll let the kitchen cook for the old man, and you can go to Mo's house to deliver it at noon every day."

Mo Chengxiong's family of three, oh no, a family of four lives in the old house, and they have long regarded it as their own territory.

If someone else was going to deliver the meal, Mo Chengxiong would definitely not let him in, and even make things difficult for him to come to Mr. Mo's side.

But Liu Hao, he wasn't worried.

His methods are enough to make Mo Chengxiong's family and the servants of the Mo residence submit.

Liu Hao agreed: "Okay, President Mo."

"Also, put one of our people next to Mr. Mo."

Now Mo Sipei, the servant of the Mo House, is not at ease.

"I'll make arrangements right now."

After giving all these instructions, Mo Sipei drove to the old house with confidence.

Mo Sipei fed the old man himself.

Mo Lao looked at the caring Mo Sipei, his eyes were a little moist: "It's rare that you brat didn't argue with me, and you are still obedient."

Mo Sipei raised his eyebrows and asked back: "Why, you have a tendency to be abused, and I feel uncomfortable if I don't argue with you?"

Old Mo said angrily, "I just praised you a few times, and I immediately opened a dyeing workshop."

Mo Sipei didn't get mad at him anymore: "Okay, you don't have anything in your stomach, don't tease me, just finish this bowl of rice honestly before you have the strength to talk."

Elder Mo didn't say anything more, there was indeed nothing in his stomach.

He vomited whatever he ate recently, and his physical strength was getting worse and worse. He had tried his best to suppress the pain in his stomach and tumbling to eat the bowl of rice in front of him.

Elder Mo only took a few mouthfuls before stopping.

"I'm stuffed."

A bowl of porridge has not gone down halfway.

Mo Sipei could see that Mr. Mo was enduring great pain, so he didn't force him.

"I asked the housekeeper to warm the porridge in the microwave, and eat it again when I'm hungry."

Mo Lao said: "Okay, I'll drink up this bowl of porridge when I wake up."

Mo Sipei hummed: "Let's rest for a while."

Elder Mo was reluctant to close his eyes, he had a lot to say: "Si Pei, your father and mother..."

Mr. Mo knew that the death of Mo Sipei's parents had nothing to do with Mo Chengxiong.

But he endured the pain of a white-haired man giving away a black-haired man once, and he couldn't bear it twice, so he knew that Mo Sipei was in pain, and helped Mo Chengxiong cover it up.

He knew that Mo Sipei hated him, that's why he had that attitude.

Mo Sipei didn't do anything to Mo Chengxiong because of his face.

When he left, Mo Chengxiong was the first one he cleaned up.

Mo Sipei knew what Mo Lao wanted to say, he raised his hand to stop him: "The previous things are over, don't bring them up again."

He didn't want to mention his parents, nor would he let Mo Chengxiong go.

It was just for Mo Lao's face, let Mo Chengxiong linger on for a few more days.

Old Mo smiled wryly, how could he not understand what Mo Sipei meant?

Mo Sipei's affection for his parents is much deeper than his.

He can persevere until now because of his face, it is obviously impossible for him to let Mo Chengxiong go.

"Si Pei, if possible, save his life."

After a pause, Elder Mo added: "If it really doesn't work, just figure it out."

Mr. Mo knew what kind of person his son was.

He is vicious and ruthless, and he will get revenge. If he falls into the hands of Mo Sipei, he will never stop dying.

He didn't want to see a scene where both sides would suffer.

If Mo Chengxiong still doesn't repent, let Mo Sipei kill him with his own hands.

Hearing this, Mo Sipei's eyes flashed with emotion: "Grandpa, I assure you, I will try my best to keep him safe."

"With your words, grandpa will feel relieved."

Mo Sipei is a gentleman, and the promises he makes are usually fulfilled.

Mo Lao looked at the opposite desk, raised his hand with difficulty and pointed to the cabinet under the desk, "Sipei, there is a document in the safe over there, take it out."

Mo Sipei took out the document, which was an inheritance agreement.

Mr. Mo knew that his time was approaching, so he prepared early.

"Sipei, I have notarized this inheritance agreement with a lawyer. No one knows its existence. Now I will give you this copy."

Mr. Mo made many wrong decisions because he loved Mo Chengxiong. He knew he was wrong, and he had no face to leave Mo Sipei, who was full of trauma, to Mo Sipei.

The only thing he can give Mo Sipei is this house.

Even giving this house to Mo Sipei has selfish motives.

He hoped that Mo Sipei could keep this house and his last effort.

Mo Sipei understood what Mo Lao meant, even if he didn't give him the Mo house, he would still guard it.

Now that the Mo House is under his name, he does not allow anyone to take it away.

"Grandpa, don't worry."

With Mo Sipei's promise, Mr. Mo closed his eyes in peace.

If the Mo house can be preserved, even if he dies, he will have no regrets.

Mo Sipei exited Mr. Mo's bedroom, and Mo Chengxiong came to him.

"Mo Sipei, what did the old man tell you?"

Mo Sipei has been in for such a long time, the old man must have told him about the distribution of the inheritance.

Mo Chengxiong was particularly concerned about the distribution of Mr. Mo's inheritance.

The reason why he sold the villa he lived in and brought his family to Mozhai was because of this house.

This is the only stable asset, and he will never allow it to fall into Mo Sipei's hands.

Mo Sipei glanced at Mo Chengxiong expressionlessly, and said with a sneer, "Mo Chengxiong, grandpa is suffering from illness, and you only care about his inheritance. Where's your conscience?"

"What is a conscience, I don't need it."

As early as the moment he sent someone to kill his siblings, his conscience no longer existed.

He only has Mo Lao's inheritance in his eyes, no one can snatch it away!

Mo Sipei saw Mo Chengxiong's madness, he was hopeless.

"When grandpa passes away, you will know how his property is distributed."

Mo Sipei walked around Mo Chengxiong and was about to leave.

Mo Chengxiong clasped his big hand on Mo Sipei's shoulder, and narrowed his eyes dangerously: "Mo Sipei, the old man must have told you, tell me quickly."

Mo Sipei was not a vegetarian either. He bent his elbow, turned around handsomely, and grabbed Mo Chengxiong with his backhand.

His deep eyes were full of coldness, but because of the door of Old Mo's bedroom, he lowered his voice: "Mo Chengxiong, for grandpa's sake, I won't move you for the time being, but if you bump into me again recklessly, I will But you won't be polite."

After saying this, Mo Sipei flicked Mo Chengxiong against the opposite wall.

Mo Chengxiong let out a muffled hum from his throat, clutched his chest, and glared at Mo Sipei angrily.

"Mo Sipei, how dare you treat me like this!"

Mo Sipei's strength was great, and Mo Chengxiong's arm was so numb that he couldn't lift his strength.