Bang!

The door was thrown up hard, and the master bedroom was trembling.

Mo Huantong maintained that position and it took a long time to close her legs. She turned over, clasped her fists on her lower abdomen, and curled herself up.

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Hospital.

Intensive Care Unit.

Mo Beiyan did not change his antibacterial suit. He put his hands in his pockets and stood by the bed.

The man's eyes drooped slightly and fell on Lin Meijie's face.

The doctor next to him handed over a list and knew his identity. "Young Master, this is a critically ill notice. The second wife has been in poor health. The bullets were hit very deeply and the internal organs are large... We have tried our best. The situation is very bad now, I guess..."

He didn't say anything further, but just placed the pen next to the list and signaled him to sign.

Mo Beiyan is now the only family member.

Lin Meijie wore an oxygen hood and her face was as pale as paper. Mo Beiyan took the order and held the pen tightly to sign his name.

The doctor looked at him carefully, "Master, what can I say now... The second wife doesn't have much time."

Mo Beiyan stood still and did not move. His handsome face was covered with a layer of coldness by the incandescent lamp. His eyes were fixed on Lin Meijie and he did not make any sound for a long time.

This is his mother he has called for for seventeen years.

Mo Beiyan's lips outlined a cold curve, but she never regarded him as her biological son, even though he was not.

On the hospital bed, Lin Meijie suddenly started coughing, and the nurse stepped forward to take down the oxygen hood for her and slowed down the drip.

Lin Meijie opened her eyes slightly and saw the man standing. Her hands hanging down to her side moved, as if she wanted to hold his hand.

Mo Beiyan was still motionless, Lin Meijie opened her mouth, and a very light voice came out, "Yes... I'm sorry..."

Seeing this, the nurse beside him reminded him, "Master, the second wife seems to want to talk to you."

The man always maintained that position and didn't even move his footsteps. Lin Meijie opened her eyes and kept murmuring, "Yan'er, I'm sorry... I'm sorry..."

She was sorry for him, she has been since childhood.

Mo Beiyan's eyes were dull and he just looked at her quietly.

Lin Meijie raised her hand to him tremblingly. Her mouth opened wide and she used all her strength in the end, but Mo Beiyan still didn't hold her hand.

Lin Meijie rolled her eyes and her hands suddenly dropped.

The electrocardiogram sounded a few times, and gradually turned into a straight line...

Seeing this, the maids in the room opened their eyes wide and all knelt down with a loud bang, "Second Madam!"

A sad voice resounded throughout his eardrums. Mo Beiyan closed his eyes and turned around and walked out.

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The next day.

At less than six in the morning, three black cars drove into the cemetery.

Lin Meijie was cremated that night. The Mo family maid followed Mo Beiyan into the cemetery with her urn.

It was drizzling and suffocating depression everywhere.

Mo Beiyan was wearing a dark black suit, and he rarely wore this color, which made the man's evil temperament look a little cold. He stepped on his long legs and stood in front of a row of tombstones.

Mo Zhenglong, Mo Wenbin, Shen Xinbi, Yunxue, and all the tombstones of the elders of the Mo family are here.

The maid ordered Lin Meijie to be buried.

Mo Beiyan looked down on him coldly, and the corners of his eyes were filled with deep sarcasm. Now, all of them were dead.
Chapter completed!