267: In the Middle of the Night

In the Middle of the Night

His daughter was so weak, how could she endure such torment? He wanted to have a good talk with Mo Jinrong. It was irresponsible for a husband to not protect his wife.

"Mom, Dad, don't worry. Mom's health has been deteriorating rapidly these past few days. Dad will make some Chinese medicine for Mom to nourish her body."

Lan Yanran suggested.

"As long as your sister is alright, my health will be better."

Li Yueru relaxed and the smile on her face brightened.

….

It started to drizzle in the middle of the night and two figures shuttled through the scenic area of Mingshan.

There was a small path at the back of the mountain in the scenic area of Mingshan that led to the main road.

"Dad, do you think this will work?"

Lan Yaxin wore a raincoat, glancing around timidly.

"Why not? Don't you want to be a rich second-generation heir? Be bold! When I say that this dress belongs to Lan Anran, it belongs to her! When the time comes, you can say that she was wearing this. You are her cousin, who wouldn't believe it?"

Lan Tingyi smeared the white clothes in his hand on the cliff, pretending to tear them.

"Dad, let's go! It's so dark that I'm scared."

Lan Yaxin looked around at the mountains and woods, wondering if there were any wild beasts.

"Okay, okay! Right away!"

Lan Tingyi looked around carefully and left after confirming that there was no one around.

At this moment, a black figure appeared behind them, staring at them. After Lan Tingyi left, she stepped forward to look and smiled slightly.

"A small trick!"

The next day, after the rain cleared, Lan Tingyun went to the Mo Family.

"Young Master, Lan Tingyun is here."

Mo San reported.

Mo Jinrong was slightly taken aback, and said lightly, "Let him in."

"Jinrong."

Lan Tingyun came in to find Mo San with a solemn expression.

"Yes?"

Mo San looked at Lan Tingyun hesitantly.

"How did you protect Anran? She, a weak woman, is doing dangerous things. How could a man like you sleep peacefully at home?"

Lan Tingyun chided.

He eyed Mo San up and down. He was dressed so casually and had a slight smile on his face as though he didn't care about his daughter's life at all. He must have been deceived by his actions!

"Mr. Lan, there's something you probably don't know yet. Miss Lan… Miss Anran may not be dead yet."

Mo San hesitated.

"I know, I'm here today to discuss this matter. I heard about it yesterday. What exactly is she doing? Who was the one who harmed her? Where is my daughter now?"

Lan Tingyun's series of questions stumped Mo Jinrong.

He comforted Lan Tingyun as he sat down.

"Uncle Lan, I may not be able to answer this yet. When Anran comes back, let her explain. I don't know the details, but I need you to cooperate with us in a show." Mo San sat down and explained slowly.

"Act? What happened?"

Lan Tingyun was getting more and more confused.

Mo San took him to the study room and they talked for more than an hour.

Lan Tingyun's expression softened. Since someone wanted to harm his daughter, of course they couldn't go about doing as they wished.

"Don't worry, I'll tell your mother… your auntie when I'm back."

Lan Tingyun patted Mo San's shoulder.

"Jinrong, your aunt and I hope Anran will lead a good life. If you have a true relationship with Anran, protect her well and call us 'Mom' and 'Dad' as soon as possible."

Mo Jinrong smiled when he heard this.

Mo San smiled after Lan Tingyun left.

"Young Master, I've said what you wanted me to say, but Miss Lan doesn't know about your plan yet. Will that clash with Miss Lan's plan?"

Mo San was worried.

"No, Lan Anran's idea is my idea. Remember to ship the goods tonight."

Mo Jinrong reminded him softly.

"Young Master, may I be so bold as to ask a question? When Miss Lan was in trouble, did you display your love for her?" Mo San asked curiously.

Mo Jinrong paused, and said slowly, "Perhaps."

Mo San was ecstatic. As expected, once his illness was cured, he would be filled with love.

"Old Mrs. Mo should be relieved. Young Master, do you still need to monitor the medicine tonight?" Mo San asked.

"I'm not going, you can go."

"Yes!"

Mo Jinrong pinched the fish food in his hand and scattered it in the pond to attract a large group of various fish.

"The bait is big enough, you should be hooked, right?" Mo Jinrong asked softly.

"Crap! Crap!"

Rong Ze rushed in, panting.

"You still have the mood to feed the fishes here? Your wife's clothes have been found and reporters have gone to interview the Lan Family. The Lan Family has admitted that it belongs to your wife. Don't you want to take a look?"

Mo Jinrong calmly attracted the school of fish and spoke slowly.

"I'm not going, it's just a woman!"0

"Just a woman? That's great, Young Master Mo. It seems like you would have a seventh wife. Treat it as if I didn't say anything."

Rong Ze was bored and turned to leave. Mo Changwen ran in sobbing, covering his face.

"Jinrong, your life is tough. We've found Anran's things, it seems she really is gone."

Rong Ze frowned as he looked at the man in front of him who was crying without any tears, mocking his poor acting skills.

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