Chapter 1081 At first glance, he is the son of an extremely well-educated family

Mo Jinyu settled in the mansion, and he even drove his uncle, who had been taking care of him, back to the Overseer's mansion, leaving only the chauffeur who traveled daily with him.

Qin Zhirou heard that Mo Jinyu lived in Mo Lingyuan's mansion, and washed her face with tears all day long, worried and scared, crying and asking Mo Jinlan to take Mo Jinyu back to the Overseer's Mansion.

But Mo Jinlan had only been operating for a few days, and she was already arrogant and domineering on weekdays, no one dared to provoke her, and no one dared to tell her Qin Zhirou's words.

However, after the housekeeper who had always been loyal to Qin Zhirou knew about it, he went to find Mo Zhongtian.

The housekeeper expressed it very tactfully: "Master, the eldest young master has already become a family, and the second young master has just returned from abroad to recuperate, how can he live in the eldest young master's mansion?"

The second young master is not in good health, so let the second young master move back to the Overseer's Mansion, and it would be better to have a family doctor to take care of him on weekdays. ”

Mo Zhongtian has been staying in Wanyuan for the past few days, closed doors, his hair has turned more than half white, and he actually has a feeling of being old.

He leaned back on the chaise longue with his palms covering his eyes, as if he didn't care about anything: "Ling Yuan is his eldest brother, there is nothing wrong with living in the eldest brother's mansion, and by the way, it can also cultivate the relationship between their brothers."

As for Jinyu's body, if she gets sick, with Ling Wei taking care of her, it will be much better than the doctor in the house.

So be it. ”

Su Wan's death was unjust and tragic, if Mo Lingyuan hadn't let out some of the anger in his heart, maybe Mo Lingyuan wouldn't even recognize him.

The look in Mo Lingyuan's eyes before he left made Mo Zhongtian feel ashamed.

Seeing that Mo Zhongtian said this, the housekeeper couldn't continue to say anything, and was secretly anxious in his heart, "Master, otherwise, I will send someone to take care of the second young master, lest the second young master just returned to Jincheng and live not very accustomed to it." ”

Mo Zhongtian refused the butler's request in one bite: "In Ling Yuan's Mansion, there are many servants to take care of, so you don't need to do more." ”

Butler: "......"

The butler was choked and immediately silenced.

Mo Zhongtian pinched his eyebrows and lifted his eyelids: "He didn't even stay with Uncle Zhong, do you think he will accept the person you sent over?" ”

Butler: "......"

This second young master has been a smart and transparent person since he was a child, but it is a pity that he is congenitally insufficient, his body is too poor, his temperament is too warm, and he sees through many things without saying anything, and never complains.

It's a shame.

If the second young master is in better health, with his intelligence and his wife's planning, the power of the Mo family may not fall into the hands of the eldest young master.

But sometimes, people are not as good as heaven.

I don't know if it's Madame's retribution, or if the second young master's life is not good.

The housekeeper sighed silently in his heart and walked out of the courtyard.

......

Qin Zhi was anxious to die or live, but Mo Jinyu was at ease.

I don't know if he was born with it, or because of his innate illness, he has a gentle temperament, speaks softly and humblely, behaves politely, and looks like a well-educated son.

If it weren't for knowing his identity, Chu Yunyao even suspected that he was not born to Qin Zhirou at all.

How could a woman like Qin Zhirou, who was insidious and vicious, give birth to such a good son?

Mo Jinyu saw the floating head sink down suddenly, and quickly pulled up the fishing rod, and a crucian carp the size of chopsticks was lifted up by him.

Taking the crucian carp off the hook and putting it in the wooden bucket, Mo Jinyu turned his head to look at Chu Yunyao, wiped the fine sweat on his forehead, and said with a smile: "It's a little hot today, don't stand under the sun, go to the shade of the trees over there to shade the sun." ”