After resigning, I was pestered by my ex-boss crying bitterly

Chapter 374 My name is Lan Siye

"I didn't tell you about Xinmei. I don't want her to come back."

Mo Youmei covered her face, weeping uncontrollably, "Later she wanted to come back by herself, saying that she had saved up a little money and had enough travel expenses, and she wanted to bring her son back. I panicked, and I lied to her. I said that I and you We went to pick her up together, she was very happy."

Recalling that period of time, Mo Youmei herself had some hesitation.

She also wanted to help her younger sister, but every time she thought that her younger sister was the love of her father, she was shaken again.

"It just so happened that year, there was a flight from Aocheng to Kyoto. When something happened, Xinmei thought we were all dead. I don't know the situation in Kyoto. I only know that the Sheng family wanted to take her away. son, she might not be able to survive, right? She committed suicide."

Mo Yiren quickly rushed to Mo Youmei, and slapped her hard on the face.

Mo Youmei looked at Mo Yiren tearfully.

Mo Yiren slapped himself harshly again, "You're a sinner! You're a sinner!"

Moyoumei drooped her head.

For several years, even if she stopped at one link, Mo Xinmei would not die.

She encouraged Mo Xinmei to pursue the love in her heart, because she wanted Mo Xinmei to be unmarried and pregnant, and to blacken the family, so that Mo Yiren would not love her so much.

She prevented her from coming back and kept lying to her.

That's right, she was the murderer who killed my sister!

"You, you actually drove your sister to a dead end with your own hands!" Mo Yiren couldn't imagine that one of his daughters actually forced the other to death, "No, there's me..."

Mo Yiren's footsteps were unsteady and he almost fell down. He raised his head and let the tears flow down.

"Dad, are you okay?" Mo Youmei hurriedly supported Mo Yiren.

But Mo Yiren shook off her hand and sat down on the chair again.

"It's fine if you kill Xinmei, why do you keep chasing and killing Xinmei's son?"

"If her son is alive, what about my son? I can't compare to her in everything. Her son can't still fight with my son, right?"

"..." Mo Yiren was speechless.

His daughter has gone mad.

All eyes are on power.

It took Mo Yiren a long time to speak, "Fortunately, that child is still alive, otherwise we would be ashamed to face Xinmei and your mother when we go underground!"

"Dad, I'm sorry, I know I was wrong."

"You only realize your mistake now, it's too late..." Mo Yiren looked at Mo Youmei earnestly.

He was angry and angry, but it was his daughter after all!

"Yumi, it's too late." He repeated.

"dad!"

Mo Yiren waved his hand, "Go to the prison to atone for your crime."

"Dad, you can't do this to me!"

"You walked on this road by yourself, so no one else is to blame." Mo Yiren's tone was a bit distressed, "The outside world is too complicated, it disturbs your mind, the prison is quiet, you have gone to some peaceful life Bar."

"Dad, how can you be so cruel to me?"

"If I don't do anything, I will be too cruel to Xinmei! You are all my daughters!"

Tears welled up in Mo Yiren's eyes again, and he called out "Come on".

"Go to the police and say that the young lady wants to turn herself in. She has attempted to kill, so lock the young lady up first."

"Dad..." Mo Youmei burst into tears, "I really know I was wrong, I really know I was wrong, please don't treat me like this."

Mo Yiren still waved his hand and asked someone to take Mo Youmei down.

Mo Youmei's miserable begging for mercy echoed in the house, and was heard in many rooms.

Mo Qian heard it, he walked to the door nervously, but stopped again.

After all, he still didn't go out.

Yao Jia also heard it, she knew Mo Yiren's temperament, and she would never be soft-hearted.

She also breathed a sigh of relief.

But what next?

"Aqian, what will Grandpa do next?"

"I don't know either, just leave it to fate."

Mo Qian was tired, really tired.

Since he was a child, he has lived under the control of his mother. When he became an adult, Mo Youmei told him about Sheng Jingyi.

She said that if Sheng Jingyi was alive, he would not be able to inherit the Mo family.

So he has been paying attention to Sheng Jingyi's every move, and under the arrangement of Mo Youmei, he has always wanted to assassinate Sheng Jingyi.

This is not something he is willing to do, after all, he and Sheng Jingyi have no grievances, and they are still cousins.

He could actually succeed the first time, but he intentionally let the killer miss, and just gave him a warning, telling him not to appear in Aocheng again.

As long as he doesn't come to Aocheng, grandpa will never know his existence.

But later he appeared frequently in Aocheng, Mo Youmei pushed him very hard, and Sheng Jingyi was so dazzling.

He became more and more flustered, so he also had the idea of ​​getting rid of Sheng Jingyi completely.

Rather than saying that he wanted to completely get rid of Sheng Jingyi, it was better to say that he wanted to completely get rid of his inner demons.

And today it's all over.

In the living room, Lan Xingruo, Sheng Jingyi, and Si Ye were a little anxious.

Sheng Jingyi looked at Si Ye and Lan Xingruo, his eyes constantly scanning their faces.

Si Ye seemed to be aware of it, "It's really long-winded, it's been so long!"

Lan Xingruo looked at him, "You can go first if you have something to do, anyway, you have nothing to do."

"You don't need me anymore, drive me away?"

"Aren't I afraid that something will happen to you?"

Lan Xingruo smiled naively, she was worried that Sheng Jingyi would fight him.

Sheng Jingyi is not his opponent, what if he hurts Sheng Jingyi?

While talking, Mo Yiren walked in, his face was marked with tears, and his eyes were swollen.

As soon as he entered the door, he looked at Sheng Jingyi, at his face.

That face was similar to his daughter's.

Sheng Jingyi was stared at a little nervously, "What are you going to do with Mo Youmei?"

His voice was cold, and he didn't call Mo Yiren anything.

Mo Yiren was obviously frightened by the child's indifference.

He must have had a bad time in the Sheng family. He should be eager for family affection, but now he is so indifferent to himself.

Mo Yiren sighed deeply, "I will personally send her to prison."

Sheng Jingyi was also very shocked by Mo Yiren's ability to kill relatives righteously.

He thought he would beg for mercy on her behalf.

"I also hope you can understand me. I have lost your mother, and I only have Yumi, the last daughter."

Mo Yiren's voice was even a little humble.

In his whole life, he could be regarded as all-powerful, and he had never humbled himself so much to anyone.

"That's good."

Sheng Jingyi stood up and stretched out his hand towards Lan Xingruo, "Let's go."

The matter has been clarified, and he doesn't want to get entangled anymore.

If Lan Xing walked over dully, she thought Sheng Jingyi would recognize Mo Yiren, after all, it was his grandfather.

"Wait!" Mo Yiren stopped him, "You...don't want to know about your mother's past?"

Sheng Jingyi stopped in his tracks.

Of course he wanted to.

"I'll take you to see your mother's room."

Mo Yiren walked in front, Sheng Jingyi did not move.

Until Lan Xingruo urged him, "Go, Brother Yi, go and see the place where your mother grew up. Your mother must really hope that you can see it."

Sheng Jingyi really wanted to go, but he needed a step, and Lan Xingruo gave him this step.

Only then did he follow behind Mo Yiren.

Mo Yiren walked to the front of a room and took a deep breath.

"I haven't gone in for several years. Every time I go in, my heart hurts. I'm getting old and I can't stand it anymore."

After speaking, he mustered up the courage to push open the door.

The inside was cleaned very clean, and the furniture in the house was simple and fresh. There was a piano, a guqin, and a lute hanging on the wall.

This looks like a talented woman's room.

There are several paintings hanging in the house.

Mo Yiren hastily introduced: "These paintings are all drawn by your mother. They are all award-winning. She is a well-known talented woman in Aocheng."

He continued to introduce: "She has used this piano for more than ten years, and then it broke, and she was reluctant to throw it away, so she kept it in the room. The Guqin was specially made for her, and she also likes the pipa very much. "

There was still a photo album in the room, and Mo Yiren gave it to Sheng Jingyi.

"Here are the photos of your mother from childhood to adulthood."

Sheng Jingyi opened the album, and the black and white photos came into view. At that time, the photos were still black and white.

"It looks like you." Lan Xingruo said while watching.

Sheng Jingyi was expressionless.

If Lan Xing knew that Sheng Jingyi must be excited, he just didn't want to show it.

She glanced at old man Mo Yiren, then walked over, "Grandpa Mo, let's go out."

Mo Yiren sighed lightly and walked out.

They left Sheng Jingyi here alone.

Mo Yiren stood outside, looked at Lan Xingruo, and suddenly showed a gratified smile.

"You girl went around and went around, but you still became my grandson's wife."

Lan Xingruo also smiled, "Yes, it's probably fate."

Mo Yiren just smiled for a while, and then became serious again.

"You go in later and have a chat with him alone. He is not as indifferent as he appears on the surface."

"Okay, okay." Mo Yiren could hardly restrain the excitement in his heart.

After a while, if Lan Xing felt that it was almost done, he let Mo Yiren walk in.

Si Ye glanced at Lan Xingruo, took out a cigarette, "Can it work?"

"Of course, I know him too well. It's not that he doesn't want to recognize him. Who doesn't want to have a family."

Si Ye was stunned suddenly, and it took him a long time to recover.

"You do such dangerous things every day, does your family know?" Lan Xingruo asked curiously, "Why are they willing to let you do such things? It's so dangerous, won't they worry?"

A series of questions overwhelmed Si Ye.

Lan Xingruo found that Si Ye was speechless, "I won't ask, sorry."

Perhaps this involves his privacy, and it is not good for him to ask this question.

"I'm leaving."

What should be done has been done, and he should go.

"Now? I still want to invite you to dinner."

"Eat?" Si Ye looked at the time, "Forget it, next time."

"When is the next time?"

Si Ye didn't know when the next meeting would be, or if there would be a next time.

So he didn't answer, turned around and was about to leave.

"Hey, I don't know your name yet? Shouldn't this be considered privacy?"

"My name is Si..." Si Ye turned his head to look at Lan Xingruo, "Lan Siye, my name is Lan Siye."