Don't be too bad

Chapter 174 Last Words
Chapter 174 Last Words
Mo Yeting stood at the door of the intensive care unit, his face was gloomy, like a winter morning without sunshine.

It was cold and dark.

There seemed to be dried tears on Jiang Lin's face. Seeing Mo Yeting's appearance, she immediately tugged at his arm.

"Ye Ting, your father hasn't said anything about the will yet. Calling Chen Chen over probably has something to do with the will. You should look into it."

Jiang Lin whispered into Mo Yeting's ear. She was worried that someone would overhear her, so she didn't dare to raise her voice.

Mo Yeting turned his head, his eyes were cold, and he glanced at Jiang Lin, he didn't speak, let alone move.

Seeing that Mo Yeting was indifferent, Jiang Lin planned to go in by herself, but she was stopped by the people 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 fiercely, "How dare you stop me?!"

"Ma'am, sir only said to see the young master, only the young master can be left in the room, and no one else is allowed to enter."

"The idlers?! I am his wife, how dare you call me an idler!" Jiang Lin pointed at Wei Shu's nose and shouted.

"Ma'am, sir is dying now, are you sure it is the right behavior and practice to argue with me here? Sir, I haven't seen the young master for a long time, and I just want to talk to the young master alone when he is dying. Madam, again Why are you so nervous?"

Wei Shu's calm and leisurely words completely suppressed Jiang Lin's arrogance.

"Why are you nervous? I just want to go in and have a look." Jiang Lin gave Wei Shu a sideways glance and returned to her original position.

in the intensive care unit
Gong Yuchen walked slowly to the bedside. 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, and when he saw Gong Yuchen, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and his hands raised upwards with great effort.

Gong Yuchen knelt down beside the bed with a "plop", and grabbed Mo Yingchen's hand, "Grandpa... I'm here, I'm Chenchen."

"Chen...Chen..." Mo Yingchen's voice was weak and weak, and he had to hold his breath until now.

"Grandpa, what do you want to tell me?"

"Chenchen," Mo Yingchen squinted his eyes and looked at Gong Yuchen, "Chenchen, Saint... Si Group, I'll leave it to you, and you have to carry it forward."

"Grandpa?!" Gong Yuchen looked at Mo Yingchen in horror. Is this his last words?
His grandfather actually wanted to hand over the Sens Group to him?
This is impossible!

"Chenchen... you have to... strive for..."

"Grandpa, I..."

"promise me."

At this moment, Gong Yuchen's heart is very complicated. He never thought that he would inherit the Sens 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 let's talk about the rest.

Mo Yingchen nodded, he turned his head straight, staring at the ceiling, with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes.

"Snow... Xue'er..."

"Grandpa..." Gong Yuchen looked at Mo Yingchen's eyes slowly slacking off until he lost all his spirit...

Finally, his hands sank and his eyes closed.

"Grandpa!"

Hearing the heart-piercing shouts inside, Mo Yeting and Jiang Lin rushed in immediately.

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The news of Mo Yingchen's death was released soon.

Everyone knows that Sens Group is a family business of the Mo family, and Mo Yingchen is the biggest contributor to this family business. It is he who made Sens Group the number one position in the world.

And his son, Mo Yeting, was not bad either. He was able to turn the tide in the face of two financial crises, so that the Sens Group was not affected.

Because of Mo Yingchen's contribution to the economy of the entire Z city, his body will be parked 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 mourn.

Jiang Lin was wearing a black mourning dress, and she couldn't stop crying. Mo Yeting next to her was also wearing a mourning dress, with a very indifferent expression on her face, and so was Gong Yuchen.

Mo Yingchen's closest relatives were only the three of them, and the rest were collateral relatives, so the three of them would naturally do the spirit guard.

Jiang Lin stood up and patted Gong Yuchen's shoulder, "Chenchen, come with me."

"Oh." Gong Yuchen also stood up.

The two walked to the back lounge together, and Jiang Lin ordered the servant to pour Gong Yuchen a glass of water.

"Chenchen, it's very tiring to watch the spirit. You are still young. If you are tired, you can rest. Don't be embarrassed, it's all from my family."

Jiang Lin is amiable.

"It's okay, grandma, I'm already an adult, but grandma, you should pay attention to your body."

"Chen Chen has grown up, and knows how to love others, so sit down for a while." Jiang Lin patted the sofa next to her and motioned Gong Yuchen to sit down.

Gong Yuchen sat next to Jiang Lin.

"Chenchen, what did your grandfather tell you before he died?" Jiang Lin asked tentatively.

Gong Yuchen was startled, he absolutely couldn't say it!

Because he didn't want to inherit the Sens Group at all.

"Grandpa, he... I couldn't hear what he said at that time. At that time, grandpa was 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 question her, "Grandma, I went outside. Uncle hasn't eaten anything since this morning. I'll change him and come over to have a rest."

"Okay, let's go."

After a while, Mo Yeting came over, his eyes were sunken, he was lifeless, like a walking dead.

Jiang Lin immediately ordered her servant to fetch some pastries.

"Ye Ting, how can you be so listless? Don't forget, your father had a sudden cerebral hemorrhage, which left us completely unprepared. We don't even know if he made a will or not!"

There was no one else here, so there was no need for Jiang Lin to hide her words.

"I just asked Chen Chen, and Chen Chen may not believe everything he says, after all, he has grown up."

Mo Yeting sighed, "Let's talk about the will after the funeral."

"It will be too late after the funeral is over! What if your father gets mad and hands over the Sens 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 hand it over to Chen Chen? Chen Chen is not an outsider. If it is really handed over to Chen Chen, then I will assist him. They are all from my own family, so there is no difference."

"You are confused!" Jiang Lin patted her thigh, she never thought that Mo Yeting would say such a thing!
(End of this chapter)