“Mmh, not bad. Do you know mixed martial arts?” Old Mrs. Mo nodded and asked again.

Mo Yuze shook his head, indicating that he didn’t know.

Liu Fang hurriedly said, “We’ll learn it immediately. In the past, I was afraid he would be injured, but now, I’m not afraid.”

“If you want to be the president of the Mo Family, you have to protect yourself. In addition, you have to learn more about the company’s management and finance. In the past, Jinrong didn’t need me to teach him, he went to learn it himself and even got a postgraduate degree in business administration,” Old Mrs. Mo said.

“Yes, yes! We’ll learn it immediately. Old Mrs. Mo, have you agreed to our Yuze managing the company?” Liu Fang asked weakly.

“He’s still young, let him learn first and we’ll talk about it in the future. But I need him tomorrow. He will be attending the Mo Family’s memorial service as the new president tomorrow, but before that, no one can say anything, you hear me?” Old Mrs. Mo warned.

Liu Fang danced happily and nodded repeatedly.

“If this matter leaks out, your son’s life might not be saved. Think about it!”

Liu Fang was so frightened that she hurriedly hugged her son and nodded.

After the nanny sent her out, Mo Shengli came back and glanced at them.

“Who are you?”

Nanny Wu explained.

“She used to be a nanny at home and has since resigned. She has a good relationship with Old Mrs. Mo and is here today to comfort her.”

Mo Shengli didn’t say anything and let them leave.

“Don’t let anyone come to this house in the future. My mom isn’t well and needs to recuperate. Don’t let outsiders disturb her!”

“Yes, yes! Got it!”

Nanny Wu nodded and sent them out.

Mo Shengli looked back, finding the child familiar, but couldn’t remember where he saw him.

“Shengli, can’t someone come to my house to chat with me? Must you imprison me in this room?”

“Mom, your health can’t take it anymore, I’m doing this for your sake. Don’t go to the memorial service tomorrow, just stay at home and recuperate!”

Mo Shengli walked in with a smile.

“What? You didn’t let me see my grandson when he was gone, and I can’t go to the memorial now?” Old Mrs. Mo asked.

Mo Shengli shook his head and smiled.

“Okay Mom. I’ll take you there tomorrow.”

“Shengli, I advise you to know when to stop. It’s not good to do too much.” Old Mrs. Mo persuaded him.

Mo Shengli just smiled and spoke softly.

“Mom, I’ve done many things I shouldn’t have done over the years, but I had no choice. Humans die for wealth and birds die for food. That’s why I’m where I am today. Otherwise, I would have died long ago. I can only survive here by being ruthless!”

Old Mrs. Mo was a little surprised that Mo Shengli had become like this.

“Is that why you harmed so many people, including your family?”

Mo Shengli immediately retorted.

“Mom, I didn’t hurt them. Jinrong’s accident had nothing to do with me, don’t worry.” Mo Shengli spoke seriously.

“What about Ying’er?” Old Mrs. Mo suddenly asked.

Mo Shengli’s memories returned to more than ten years ago.

He calmed himself down. He hadn’t heard this name in a long time. He was there when Mo Ying passed away and from that day onwards, he couldn’t sleep the entire night. When he closed his eyes, all he could see was Mo Ying’s face, but he felt much better after he went abroad.

“I haven’t heard this name in many years. Ying’er was a very cute child, what a pity!” Mo Shengli sighed.

“Does that mean you admit to it?” Old Mrs. Mo asked.

“Mom, why are you blaming me for everything? Mo Ying died of a heart attack, what has that got to do with me?” Mo Shengli said impatiently.

He stood up and turned around.

“I’ll take you there tomorrow, but I hope you know what to say and what not to say!”

Old Mrs. Mo heaved a sigh of relief when she saw him leave.

“Old Mrs. Mo, did Mo Shengli kill Missy?”

Nanny Wu was puzzled.

“I don’t know, he didn’t admit it now. He’s probably afraid that I’ll leak the news, but he doesn’t have a grudge against Ying’er, right?”

Old Mrs. Mo was puzzled too.

“I think Mo Shengli is a meticulous and vengeful person. Missy was so carefree, I’m afraid she wouldn’t have known even if she had offended him.”

Nanny Wu guessed.

The next day, the Mo Family’s memorial service shocked the entire business world.

The Lan Family had solemn expressions as they attended the memorial service. Lan Yaxin also attended.

Although she was dressed in black, she was smiling and looked very happy.

The foreign reporters attending the memorial came over to report on Mo Jinrong’s death.

Old Mrs. Mo was pushed in by Mo Shengli in a wheelchair. She looked haggard and there was a white cloth covering her legs.

At this moment, many reporters rushed over and asked, “Old Mrs. Mo, why was the corpse cremated so early and the memorial service held so quickly?”

Old Mrs. Mo didn’t reply, but Mo Shengli did.

“The corpse was too horrible to look at. Mom and I discussed it and decided to cremate it. I hope my nephew and niece-in-law can rest in peace!”

“Did you ask if we agreed?” Lan Yanran suddenly stood up and replied.

Because he was a popular celebrity, his family matters were also well-known.

“Mr. Lan Yanran, didn’t the Mo Family discuss this with you?” the reporters asked.

“No! They didn’t let me or my parents see my sister for the last time before she was cremated. Even the ashes in this urn might not necessarily be my sister’s!” Lan Yanran replied calmly.

“What did you say?”

Mo Shengli had guessed that the Lan Family would come to cause trouble, but he didn’t expect them to say that.

“Mo Shengli, is this memorial service for my sister and brother-in-law or for yourself?” Lan Yanran asked again.

“Nonsense! Back then, you went to identify the corpse as well, didn’t you agree?” Mo Shengli spoke calmly.

“That’s because my parents didn’t dare to look. When we went back, the corpse was already cremated. Who can prove that it was my sister?” Lan Yanran’s eyes were red as he said this.

“Yanran, I know you don’t want to believe this, but since things have come to this, you have to accept my condolences!”

Mo Shengli glanced at the reporters and the reporters pushed Lan Yanran to the back before continuing to ask questions.

“Mr. Mo, Mo Jinrong is the only heir to the Mo Corporation. Now that he is dead and hasn’t left any children, what are the Mo Corporation’s plans? As everyone knows, you are probably the only son left in the Mo Family,” the reporter asked deliberately.

Mo Shengli had waited for this day to finally come and smiled.

“We don’t have a conclusion yet, it will have to be decided by the board of directors. If I succeed the position, I will definitely be a good president. Don’t worry!”

The reporter behind asked again, “Mr. Mo, Mr. Mo Jinrong and Miss Lan Anran really passed away this time. How are you going to distribute the ashes and inheritance?”

“We have thought about this problem for a long time. Anran and Jinrong are a pitiful couple. I will bury them together and let them enter the Mo Family’s cemetery,” Mo Shengli nodded and said.