Baby! Be good! Don't be afraid! Your husband isn't a wild animal!

To save his life, the man had no choice but to confess, "It was Wang Qiang who sent us. He said that as long as you are killed, his son can rightfully inherit the Mo Group."

"Oh? That's really wishful thinking," Mo Yeting said, looking at the man who had just helped him. "Could you do me a favor?"

"President Mo, please give your orders as you see fit," the man said respectfully.

"Help me lock these people up temporarily and don't let them show up," Mo Yeting said.

"Yes, Mr. Mo," the man replied.

"Make a call to Wang Qiang and tell him that things have been taken care of." Mo Yeting looked coldly at the man squatting on the ground.

"Okay." The man dared not resist. At this moment, a dark mass of guns was pointed at his head. He obediently took out his phone and dialed Wang Qiang's number.

Wang Qiang and his family of three were having dinner when his phone rang. A smug look appeared on his face, guessing that the matter must have been resolved. He answered casually, "Feed."

"Boss, it's all taken care of. The people and the car have been thrown into the sea," the man lied.

"Good job. Don't show up for a while. Find a place to hide and wait until things calm down." He gave the order and then hung up the phone.

"I've already done as you instructed, please let me go," the man pleaded.

"I'm leaving the person in your care," Mo Yeting said.

"Okay." The man gave a wink, and his men led the men into the car. The man also said a few words to Mo Yeting before leaving.

"Fourth Master, should we play along and pretend to be dead?" Leng Yan asked.

"Yes, Mo Haoqian will definitely go to the Mo Group tomorrow. Let's wait and see the show, and then we'll catch them all in one fell swoop. Get in the car and go back to Mo Garden," Mo Yeting said.

The two got into the car and headed to Moyuan Garden.

After dinner, Mo Yeting pulled his two most beloved women to sit on the sofa.

"Ah Ting, what's all the mystery about?" Gu Zhihua noticed his strange expression.

"Mom, Zhihua, you should be prepared for what I'm about to say," Mo Yeting warned them.

"Mom has seen it all, so tell me," Su Yue nodded.

"I'm ready too, go ahead and say it," Gu Zhihua said.

Mo Yeting slowly began to speak, "On my way home from get off work tonight, I was being chased..."

Gu Zhihua had already mentally prepared herself, but she was still startled by her husband's words. "Honey, are you alright?"

Su Yue looked at her son with some worry.

"It's alright, I'm perfectly fine." Mo Yeting smiled when he saw his wife like this, and gently brushed the tip of her nose. "You said you were all ready?"

"I can't stay calm at all when it comes to things like you, especially when it involves life and death." Gu Zhihua pouted.

"Okay, it's my fault for making you worry," he said affectionately. He continued, "This was done by Zhou Xuelan's lover. His goal was to have Mo Haoqian replace me as the president of the Mo Group. I plan to turn the tables on them and take them all down tomorrow."

"Honey, you must be careful." Gu Zhihua was still shaken.

"Yes, don't worry. I actually anticipated their actions tonight, but before Leng Yan and I could make a move, Uncle Li's men struck first," Mo Yeting explained.

"Does Li Hanchen also know about this?" Su Yue asked curiously.

"Mom, Uncle Li truly likes you, so he's secretly protecting our family." Mo Yeting felt even more admiration for him.

A smile involuntarily appeared on Su Yue's face. She knew he was someone she could entrust her life to.

"I hope this matter can be resolved quickly, so I can prepare a grand wedding for Mom and Uncle Li. I want everyone to witness Mom's happiness." Gu Zhihua looked forward to that scene.

"It will be resolved soon." Mo Yeting's eyes darkened. He made a phone call and asked Leng Yan to spread the news that they had fallen into the sea.

In the dining room on the other side.

Zhou Xuelan tentatively asked, "Have you already won over Mo Yeting?"

"Yes, he's gone to see the King of Hell now," Wang Qiang said with certainty.

"Mo Yeting is dead?" Mo Haoqian was unaware of his and Zhou Xuelan's plans.

"Haoqian, your father is truly amazing. He's already sent people to send Mo Yeting to his death. Tomorrow we'll go to the Mo Group. Now that Mo Yeting is dead, you should inherit his position," Zhou Xuelan said proudly.

A hint of excitement flashed in Mo Haoqian's eyes. He was still thinking about how to deal with Mo Yeting, but he didn't expect to be able to take the position of president of Mo's Group so easily.

The next day.

Early in the morning, Zhou Xuelan was very excited. "You two, father and son, quickly check the trending topics."

Mo Haoqian clicked on the trending topics, and saw a large headline: "[The heir to the Mo Group was involved in an accident on his way home from get off work last night; his car and he plunged into the sea.]"

"Hurry up and eat breakfast, then head to the Mo Group," Zhou Xuelan said.

"Okay, I can't wait." Mo Haoqian ate his breakfast heartily, finding it more delicious than usual.

Hillside villa.

When Mo Jinfeng saw the news, his face turned pale and his heart ached. He had no feelings for this son before, but hearing that his life was uncertain, he felt so sad.

Su Yue must be very sad right now, right? Thinking of this, he quickly grabbed his coat and rushed out the door to comfort Su Yue.

Madam Mo had already received the news. She looked at the fake news and sighed softly, thankfully it wasn't true.

Ink Garden.

"Mom, you and Zhihua go to the company to act with them later. I'll show up when the time is right," Mo Yeting said.

"Okay, I understand, don't worry." Su Yue nodded.

"Leng Feng, it's inconvenient for Leng Yan and me to appear right now. You need to protect Madam and Young Madam," Mo Yeting instructed.

"Understood, Fourth Master." Leng Feng accepted the order and drove Gu Zhihua and the other person to the Mo Group.

Mo's Group.

The executives held an emergency meeting.

Did you see the trending topics this morning?

"I saw it, the CEO really fell into the sea?"

"I just called Assistant Leng, but her phone is switched off."

"I called Madam Mo, and she was very sad, saying it was true."

"We're doomed. The stock price of our Mo Group is falling, which may cause panic. This is a case of being leaderless. We must choose someone to be the acting president."

Just as everyone was having a heated discussion, the meeting room door was opened.

Mo Haoqian appeared at the door in a suit and tie, followed by Wang Qiang and one of Wang Qiang's henchmen, who were also dressed in suits and looked very formal.

"Who are you?" an executive asked, puzzled.

Mo Haoqian slowly walked to the seat where Mo Yeting often sat, pulled out a chair, and sat down.

Damn, the CEO position is so comfortable. Mo Yeting, you've enjoyed it for twenty-seven years, isn't it my turn now?