Mu Zhenhua felt very distressed after hearing this. He had always wanted to give his daughter the best, but when it came to feelings, he was powerless.
No matter how powerful you are, so what? Money can’t buy love.
Before the dinner was completely over, Jingting took his wife and children to say goodbye to the Mo family.
Because the company has important things to do tomorrow and some information needs to be checked when they go back tonight, so they have to rush back to Jiangcheng.
"Mr. Jing, Mrs. Jing, please walk slowly!"
Their presence has made the Mo family shine, and the Mo family is very honored, and they do not dare to neglect it for a moment.
As soon as the helicopter took off, Zhanzhan and Duoduo squinted their eyes, each with a soft voice——
"Mommy, I'm a little sleepy."
"Mommy, I'm sleepy too."
"Good boy, go get some sleep." Li Mi got up and arranged them on the small bed, taking off their shoes and covering them with quilts.
The children quickly closed their eyes and Li Mi came out.
"Are you tired from running on the lawn?" Jingting saw Li Mi sitting down opposite and asked, "Are you all asleep?"
"My eyes are closed. I guess I'm really sleepy. Children have strong physical strength, but they also get tired very easily. I heard from grandma that they didn't take a nap today and spent the whole morning chasing after each other in the playground."
"That's no wonder." There was a touch of tenderness in Jingting's deep eyes, "You can have a good sleep tonight."
At this moment, Jingting's cell phone rang. He took it out and looked at it, and his expression changed slightly.
Li Mi noticed his expression and became nervous inexplicably, "Who?"
Tomorrow is the True Love series new product launch conference. The group has been preparing for it for so long, and Yin Lihua and Yu Mengxi have been following it for so long. Could something happen at the critical moment?
Jingting looked up at his wife, slid his long finger over the answer button, and put the phone to his ear. The other party anxiously reported, "Mr. Jing, something happened!"
"Say." Jingting's voice was low.
"Bai Guiying is dead."
"..." Jingting's handsome face tensed up, and a coldness flashed across his deep eyes.
Although Li Mi didn't hear what the other party said, looking at Jingting's expression, she knew something must have happened.
In the huge courtyard of the Mo family villa, most of the guests have not yet left. Many people are listening to Grandpa Mo and Grandpa Bai telling stories about the past...
They all lament that today’s stable and happy life is hard-won.
Han Xiangyang stood by the swimming pool and answered the phone. He put one hand in his pocket and told the other party something, his expression slightly solemn.
"dad!"
Hearing the sound, he turned his eyes and saw his daughter running this way. Han Xiangyang whispered a few words to the person on the other end of the phone and then hung up the call.
His wrinkled face immediately turned into a smile, "Jiamei."
"Dad, I've been looking for you for a long time!" Han Jiamei came to stand next to him and said happily, "Mo Fan and I are planning to return to Jiangcheng. The company will have an important new product launch conference tomorrow, and he must attend!"
"Now?"
"Yeah!" The girl nodded.
"Are you driving there?"
"Yes, Jingting and the others have already left, and Mo Fan's car is still here, so it's not convenient to take a helicopter." The girl said, "I'll talk to him, and it's quite fast to take the highway."
"Then please pay attention to safety on the road." Han Xiangyang specifically confessed, "Remember to go home tonight, otherwise your mother will have to complain again."
Han Jiamei burst out laughing, "Are you thinking too much?"
"It's your mother who's worried," the middle-aged man explained.
"Okay, okay!" she promised her father, "Bye!" Han Jiamei turned and left.
Then Mo Fan took Jiamei to say goodbye to the elders in the family. The two came to the yard again. He opened the car door for her and protected her into the car like a gentleman.
Until the car drove away, this scene all fell into Mu Xin's eyes. She was sitting in the passenger seat of her father's car, and her eyes were still moist after all.
"They have all left, is it time for you to go home?" Mu Zhenhua asked softly.