Superstar husband's love is too high-profile

Chapter 1207 Go to see his son

The words 'illegitimate child' completely irritated Murong Zheng. He looked up at him with scarlet hatred, "I am not an illegitimate child! The person who was with my mother back then was Mo Chenghai! If Murong Tian hadn't been a hindrance It's impossible to have something like Murong Ou!"

Mo Han lowered his eyes and smiled ironically, "What's the point of saying this? You should slowly tell your future inmates about your life experience, haven't you heard? The police are here to arrest you."

"It's you..." Murong Zheng became emotional, "It's you who schemed against me! It's you!"

He rushed forward to grab Mo Han, but was quickly dodged by him. The policeman on the side immediately stepped forward to arrest him, handcuffed his hands behind his back, and framed him.

"You don't seem to understand." Mo Han gently twirled the ring on his finger, his words were casual but with a hint of sternness, "You are suspected of abetting murder. Have you not seen your son's body? He did it for you. I have sacrificed so much, but died at your hands in the end, go and repent slowly."

"No! Let me go! I'm not! I'm not!" Murong was struggling to be dragged away by the police, "I don't want to go to jail! I don't want to go to jail!"

He would rather die than go to jail!
Murong Zheng suddenly turned around and pushed the police away, then ran towards the wall beside him with all his strength——

The forehead was hit hard, and the whole person fell to the ground.

……

Back home.

What Mo Han brought back was Murong Zheng's body.

Unfortunately, he crashed so badly that he was literally killed.

If he died lightly.

Mo Han returned to Mo's house, Murong Zheng's body was carried in the yard, Chen Yuan was frightened and fainted when she came out.

Mo Ying watched Mo Han walking step by step, and finally realized something, "You, you know everything?"

Mo Han's footsteps did not stop by his side, and he walked in directly, leaving only one sentence: "Help my mother up to rest."

Mo Han pushed open the heavy wooden door and looked at the old man sitting behind the desk.

He was still so calm, with no fluctuations on his face, there was paper and grinding paper in front of him, and there was no word written on the white paper.

Mo Han walked over slowly, and smiled softly: "Grandpa is really in a good mood, his son is dead, and he is still in the mood to write here."

He walked to his side, put one hand on his shoulder, pressed it a little harder, and sat sideways on the arm of the chair, "Grandpa, don't you want to go down and see your son?"

Mo Chenghai sat there calmly, with the withered and deep eyes of an old man, "When did you know?"

"If you know that he is grandpa's son, yesterday." Mo Han said leisurely, leaning down to look at him, "If you know grandpa's purpose, it was about three years ago."

Mo Chenghai snorted and looked at him, "So, you've been playing nice with me for the past three years?"

Mo Han's eyes turned cold, and he looked at him full of hatred, "If it wasn't like this, how could grandpa relax, and how could I find Murong Zheng's position."

Mo Chenghai looked at him and suddenly smiled, "As expected of my grandson, he's really smart."

"Your grandson?" Mo Han stood up, looking at him with resentment in his eyes, "I feel ashamed to be your grandson! You don't deserve to be my grandfather at all!"

Mo Chenghai was as calm as a god, and he didn't move at all, "Tell me, how much do you know, you hate me so much, you should already know what happened back then, right?"

"That's right!" Mo Han tilted his head, with a stern look on his face, "Everyone in the compound knows everything that Lin Xia and I experienced in that little black room ten years ago!"

(End of this chapter)