Chapter 62: Lying Without a Script

“Uncle, why aren’t you earning money? Let’s end this here. Please leave, my mom needs to rest.”

Lan Anran was frustrated by the family, it was too noisy.

“Good, good, good. Your family is so capable! Just you wait, I’m going to the court to sue you. I’m going to bring the company back to Tingyi!” Zhao Xiumei threatened with her eyes widened, eyebrows raised, and face pale.

“Mom, how could you do this? Tingyun and I worked hard all these years to hire people and to get investments. How can you just take that away?” Li Yueru said unwillingly.

“Why can’t I? Since you are not kind to us, why should I do the same? Lan Tingyun, from today onwards, you are not my son!” Zhao Xiumei yelled harshly .

Xu Yanshan tugged at the corner of her clothes.

If they severed their relationship, there was even less hope for them in the future.

“Grandma, don’t forget that my dad was the one who founded this company and he is also the legal representative, you can’t win. I don’t think any lawyer will dare to take on a case like yours.”

Lan Anran smiled provocatively.

“I’ll beat you to death, you unfilial thing!”

When Zhao Xiumei saw that she couldn’t win against Lan Anran, she raised her hand, wanting to slap her.

Suddenly, two people entered and grabbed Zhao Xiumei’s hand.

“Stop!”

The man with the piercing voice stood in front of Zhao Xiumei. She was startled and looked up to see Mo San!

“Mo Jinrong!”

Zhao Xiumei swung her hand away in disgust. What an ugly man!

“What are you going to do?” Mo San asked.

“Mo Jinrong, I’m your grandma after all. What has beating my son got to do with a junior like you?”

Zhao Xiumei looked at him angrily.

“But I saw that you were going to beat the young mistress of the Mo Family. Do you think that has nothing to do with me?”

Mo Jinrong glanced at Lan Anran, his voice cold.

“As expected of a married woman with support. Lan Tingyun, just you wait!”

Zhao Xiumei turned to leave angrily. Seeing Old Mrs. Lan leave, Lan Tingyi immediately chased after her.

The ward finally welcomed a moment of peace.

Lan Anran sat down calmly, opened a container of herbal soup, and fed it to Li Yueru.

“Young Master Mo, I’m sorry about earlier.”

Lan Tingyun apologized with an embarrassed expression.

“It’s alright, I’m here to talk to Anran about something,” Mo San said respectfully.

“Anran, go ahead. I can drink this medicine myself.”

Li Yueru smiled bitterly.

“Let me do it, Sis.”

Lan Yanran took it.

“Okay.”

Lan Anran glanced at Mo Jinrong and left.

“Tell me.”

Her eyes were fixed on Mo Jinrong, emitting a dazzling light.

“Come home with me to see Old Mrs. Mo tomorrow. Dress appropriately, Old Mrs. Mo doesn’t like revealing clothes.”

Mo Jinrong looked straight ahead and was speaking softly.

“Oh… Ah… Going home with you?”

Lan Anran couldn’t react at first, but later, she suddenly felt that something was wrong. She stared at Mo Jinrong skeptically, suspecting that she had heard wrong.

Was he going to reveal his identity?

“Tomorrow is the Mo Family’s banquet. Young Master Mo has been living abroad since he was a child and not many have seen his real appearance. The Mo Family isn’t peaceful internally. Tomorrow, I am Young Master Mo and my identity can’t be exposed. Don’t embarrass Young Master tomorrow.”

Mo Jinrong didn’t even need a script for his lie.

He had actually lived abroad for a period of time and wasn’t taken back to manage the Mo Family Group until he was a teenager.

In order to prevent accidents, he would often swap identities with Mo San to deceive others. Some members of the Mo Family didn’t know Mo Jinrong at all and he had told others that his face had been injured and his face was undergoing plastic surgery, so tomorrow should be smooth.

Lan Anran snickered secretly. Mo Jinrong, you sure know how to act!

“Doesn’t Old Mrs. Mo know about this?”

She wanted to see what else Mo Jinrong could make up.

“I know, you don’t have to worry about that,” Mo Jinrong replied softly.

She nodded and suddenly inched closer to Mo Jinrong with an innocent smile.

“Do you want to rehearse now?”

Mo San didn’t know how to react, he just stood there in a daze.

Mo Jinrong was taken aback. This swap of identities was really dangerous when facing Lan Anran.

He took a step back, looking a little panicked by Lan Anran’s actions.

“Ahem, Miss Lan, we are married, so I hope you can pay attention to the occasion. After all, the Mo Family’s reputation is very important. Before the divorce, I hope you will discipline your words and actions and not cause trouble,” Mo San quickly said.

If this continued, Young Master Mo wouldn’t be able to take it anymore.

“Aren’t you still here? What can I do? Don’t you agree, Butler Mo?”

Lan Anran looked at Mo Jinrong, as though Mo San didn’t exist.

Mo Jinrong: “…”

“Ahem, that’s all, let’s go!”

Mo San felt redundant and could see Mo Jinrong’s discomfort, so he turned to leave.

Lan Anran smiled at Mo Jinrong’s back and entered the ward.

Li Yueru had finished her soup, but she still looked worried.

Lan Anran looked at Lan Tingyun’s ugly expression and felt uncomfortable. Anyone would feel uncomfortable being treated like this by their mother.

“Mom, Dad, don’t worry. We had no choice but to end Grandma’s retirement money. When they run out of money this month, they will know their mistakes, don’t worry.”

Lan Tingyun nodded and kept the sadness on his face as he asked, “What did Mo Jinrong want?”

“Nothing, he just said that I’m going to see Old Mrs. Mo,” Lan Anran said simply.

Li Yueru was worried again.

“Anran, you have to be careful. I heard that Old Mrs. Mo isn’t easy to get along with. You must be polite when you go tomorrow. Don’t rebut her if she scolds you. You treat your grandma like this because she is family, but you can’t treat outsiders like this, you hear me?”

“Alright, Mom, go and rest. No need to worry again.”

Lan Anran tucked her in and smiled.