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Mo Yeting stood at the door of the intensive care unit, his face gloomy, like a sunless morning in winter.
It¡¯s cold and dark.
Jiang Lin's face seemed to have dried tears. Seeing Mo Yeting's appearance, she immediately pulled his arm.
"Ye Ting, your father hasn't talked about the will yet. Calling Chen Chen over is probably related to the will. You should go and take a closer look."
Jiang Lin whispered in Mo Yeting's ear. She was also worried about being overheard, so she didn't dare to raise her voice.
Mo Yeting turned his head, his eyes were cold, and he glanced at Jiang Lin without saying anything or moving.
Seeing that Mo Yeting was indifferent, Jiang Lin planned to go in by herself, but she was stopped by someone at the door.
The person at the door was Wei Shu, the personal secretary of Mo Yeting's father, Mo Yingchen.
Jiang Lin glanced at her with a fierce look, "You dare to stop me?!"
"Madam, sir, you only want to see the young master. Only the young master can be left alone in the room. No other people are allowed in."
"You idiot?! I'm his wife, how dare you say I'm an idiot!" Jiang Lin pointed at Wei Shu's nose and yelled.
"Madam, sir, you are on his deathbed now. Are you sure that arguing with me here is the right behavior and approach? Sir, I haven't seen the young master for a long time and just want to talk to him alone before he is dying. Madam, again Why are you so nervous?"
Wei Shu¡¯s calm words suddenly suppressed Jiang Lin¡¯s arrogance.
"Why are you nervous? I just want to go in and have a look." Jiang Lin glanced sideways at Wei Shu and returned to her original position.
In the intensive care unit
Gong Yuchen walked slowly to the bed. The man on the bed, Mo Yingchen, had many tubes inserted into his body, and the surrounding instruments made different sounds.
"Grandpa"
Gong Yuchen called softly.
Mo Yingchen slowly opened his eyes. When he saw Gong Yuchen, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and his hand raised upwards with great effort.
Gong Yuchen plopped down and knelt down beside the bed, grabbing Mo Yingchen's hand, "Grandpa I'm here, I'm Chen Chen."
"ChenChen" Mo Yingchen's voice was weak. He had to hold on for a breath to last until now.
"Grandpa, what do you want to tell me?"
"Chen Chen," Mo Yingchen squinted his eyes and looked at Gong Yuchen, "Chen Chen, the SaintS Group will be left to you. You have to carry it forward."
"Grandpa?!" Gong Yuchen looked at Mo Yingchen in horror. Is this his last words?
His grandfather actually wants to hand over the Sensi Group to him?
This is impossible!
"Chen Chen you have to live up to your expectations"
"Grandpa, I"
"promise me."
Gong Yuchen's heart at this moment is very complicated. He never thought that he would inherit the Sensi Group. He doesn't like the fights within the group, and he can't stand the busy life every day. He only likes to perform and act.
"promise me¡¡"
"Okay, I promise you, grandpa, I promise you!" Gong Yuchen had no choice but to agree first, and then talk about the rest.
Mo Yingchen nodded. He turned his head straight and stared at the ceiling, with tears slowly flowing from the corners of his eyes.
"SnowXue'er"
"Grandpa" Gong Yuchen looked at Mo Yingchen's eyes slowly blurring until they lost all their energy
Finally, his hands sank and his eyes closed.
"Grandpa!"
Hearing the heart-rending shouts inside, Mo Yeting and Jiang Lin immediately rushed in.
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News of Mo Yingchen¡¯s death was quickly announced.
Everyone knows that Sensi Group is a family business of the Mo family, and Mo Yingchen is the biggest contributor to this family business. It was he who made Sensi Group the number one company in the world.
And his son Mo Yeting is not bad either. In the face of two financial crises, he was able to turn the tide and prevent Sensi Group from being affected.
Because of Mo Yingchen¡¯s contribution to the economy of the entire city Z, his body will be kept for six days, and the Mo family will naturally hold a grand ceremony for Mo Yingchen.
A mourning hall was built in the old house of the Mo family for people to come and express their condolences.
Jiang Lin was wearing black mourning clothes and couldn't stop crying. Mo Yeting next to her was also wearing mourning clothes. The expression on her faceVery indifferent, Gong Yuchen is also the same.
The three of them were the only closest people around Mo Yingchen, and the rest were collateral relatives, so naturally it was the three of them who took care of the wake.
Jiang Lin stood up and patted Gong Yuchen on the shoulder, "Chenchen, come with me."
"Oh." Gong Yuchen also stood up.
The two of them walked to the lounge at the back together. Jiang Lin ordered the servant to pour a glass of water for Gong Yuchen.
"Chen Chen, the wake is very tiring. You are still young. If you are tired, just rest. Don't be embarrassed. We are all family members."
Jiang Lin is affable.
"It's okay, grandma, I'm an adult now, but grandma, you should take care of yourself."
"Chen Chen has grown up, and he knows how to care for people. Please sit down for a while." Jiang Lin patted the sofa next to her and motioned for Gong Yuchen to sit down.
Gong Yuchen sat next to Jiang Lin.
"Chenchen, what did your grandfather say to you before he died?" Jiang Lin asked tentatively.
Gong Yuchen was shocked, he could never say it!
Because he doesn¡¯t want to inherit the Sensi Group at all.
"GrandpaI couldn't hear clearly what he said at that time. At that time, grandpa was already a little delirious. He kept holding my hand and calling my mother's name."
"Call your mother's name?"
"Well, maybe I miss my mother."
"Oh, so he didn't tell you anything else?"
Gong Yuchen shook his head, "No, he muttered something, but I couldn't hear anything clearly."
"That's it."
Gong Yuchen drank all the water in his hand, worried that Jiang Lin would continue to ask, "Grandma, I went outside. Uncle hasn't eaten anything since this morning. I'll change him and come here to have a rest."
"Okay, let's go."
After a while, Mo Yeting came over. His eye sockets were sunken and he was lifeless, like a zombie.
Jiang Lin immediately ordered the servant to bring some pastries.
"Ye Ting, how can you be so lethargic? Don't forget, your father suffered a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, leaving us completely unprepared. We don't even know whether he made a will or not!"
There is no one else here, so there is no need to hide Jiang Lin¡¯s words.
"I just asked Chen Chen. Chen Chen may not completely believe what he said. He has grown up after all."
Mo Yeting sighed, "Let's wait until the funeral is over to discuss the will."
"It will be too late after the funeral is over! What if your father gets mad and hands over Sensi Group to Chen Chen?"
Mo Yeting looked at Jiang Lin. He really didn't have the energy to think about the will.
"So what if I leave it to Chen Chen? Chen Chen is not an outsider. If it is really left to Chen Chen, then I will assist him. We are all family members, there is no difference."
"You're confused!" Jiang Lin slapped her thigh. She never expected that Mo Yeting would say such a thing! (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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