Did Miss Mo counterattack today?

Chapter 324 Mo Ling's Death Day

Although Mo An'an is a granddaughter, she grew up in Mo's house from the moment she was born, so outsiders always called her Miss San, but the servant in front of her called her Miss Mo instead of Miss San.

Does this mean that Mo An'an has been excluded from the Mo family?

Come to think of it.

When Su Zhen first passed into Mo An'an's body, Mo An'an had already been kicked out by the Mo family, and had lived with Mo Xingyan for more than half a month.

If it weren't for Mo Xingyan, what would have happened to Mo An'an... I really can't even think about it.

In such a comparison, Mo Xingyan's iceberg is more humane than the Mo family.

He followed the servant into the ink house, and there was silence inside.

The light shines on the top of the head, it is very bright, the room is full of luxury and wealth, the expensive murals on the wall, the exquisite vases in the corners, the crystal chandeliers above the head... everything is very expensive, but it also wraps people's hearts and makes people feel I think it's just rich, not warm at all.

Su Zhen thought, if she lived in such a room, it must feel similar to living in a beautiful crystal coffin.

"Miss Mo." The servant brought her to a door and stopped, "The old man asked you to go in and kneel for three hours before coming out."

"Kneel?" Su Zhen was stunned for a second, and then almost laughed, "Why kneel?"

The servant was still expressionless, and his attitude was still cold, and he said stiffly: "This is the master's order."

When the servant stared blankly at the man with a blank face, he was actually rather terrified.

Probably because she knew that she would not answer if she asked again, Su Zhen pointed to the door in front of her, "I went in?"

"..." The servant didn't speak, just nodded and stared at her with that kind of eyes.

Su Zhen pursed her lips, pushed the door and walked in.

As soon as I opened the door, I felt a gloomy cold wind rushing towards me.

As the door opened, the situation in this room slowly unfolded before her eyes.

It turns out that the gloomyness is not unreasonable. The lights in this room are dim, and there are no furnishings. There is only a table outside the window and against the wall.

There is a tablet on the table, and there are fruits and incense cases in front of the tablet.

There was an unknown fragrance in the air, it was neither good nor pleasant, but it just matched this scene and made people panic.

Su really didn't believe in gods and ghosts before, but it's different now.

Because she herself is a "ghost" attached to someone else's body, sometimes she feels sad, occupying Mo An'an's body like a parasite.

Seeing this scene right now, one foot retracted silently.

But he didn't want to step back and bumped into the servant behind him.

She was startled, and leaned to the side, staring at the servant with a face full of shock.

Mom, this looks like a scene from a ghost movie, is there anything there?
Su Zhen barely recovered her soul, pulled out a smile that was uglier than crying, and pointed inside with one finger, "What... what do you mean?"

The servant asked, "Miss Mo, don't you remember what day it is today?"

Su Zhen thought about it seriously, ruled out the holidays stipulated by the state, but still couldn't remember, so he asked: "What day?"

"Today is Miss Mo's mother's death day." The servant's tone became a little colder.

The anniversary of Mo An'an's mother's death?

Mo Ling?

Su Zhen was really stunned for a moment, she really didn't know.

About Mo An'an, she only knew a little bit.

Seeing the disgust in the servant's eyes, Su Zhen subconsciously explained, "I really don't know..."

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