Lan Yaxin saw the shadow of ghosts in every room and didn’t dare to stay in this house anymore.

She took some clothes, stuffed them into her suitcase, took her bag, and hurried out of the house.

Her only hope now was to find Tan Shilin.

“What’s wrong with you? What do you want from me?”

Lan Yaxin panicked like a frightened cat and threw herself into Tan Shilin’s arms with her suitcase.

Tan Shilin pushed her aside. After all, they were outside the house. If his father saw them, he would scold him again.

“There’s really a ghost! She really appeared in my house last night and there is really a big hole in the door. I didn’t lie to you, believe me, she really came back.”

Lan Yaxin was like a mentally ill patient, her eyes were soulless and she seemed especially nervous.

“If you didn’t do anything wrong, you won’t be afraid of ghosts knocking on your door in the middle of the night. Look at you now, didn’t you brag to others back then? Why are you so scared now? Forget it, I’ll rent an apartment for you outside and you can stay there temporarily.

“Stay in the apartment and give birth to a child for me. I promise you everything will be alright.”

Tan Shilin hugged Lan Yaxin and took her to the apartment.

In the villa.

Mo Jinrong was actively doing rehabilitation.

Lan Anran had been busy the entire night and had just returned from work early in the morning.

“Jinrong, how do you feel today?” She smiled.

“I’m alright, but I can’t exert any strength in my legs and I’m limping. I’m afraid I’m going to be crippled.” Mo Jinrong held the handle by the side and spoke sadly.

He felt weaker and weaker. He couldn’t feel his legs and couldn’t even walk properly. He was limping like a cripple.

Lan Anran supported him and comforted him.

“Don’t be anxious, take your time. There’s still time, let me tell you something fun. Last night, Lan Yaxin was scared to death by me. She’s probably hiding in bed crying.”

“How old are you to still be so mischievous? Lan Yaxin would be frightened if she saw you.”

Mo Jinrong forced a smile.

“Of course, she knelt down and kowtowed to me yesterday, begging me to forgive her. In her dreams!”

At this moment, Fatty entered.

“Boss! Lan Yaxin carried her suitcase out early in the morning. She seems to have gone to find Tan Shilin.” Mo Jinrong was slightly taken aback.

“Is she related to that guy?”

“I knew it a long time ago, I just didn’t tell you. I went over in the middle of the night and found her in the room with Old Wang. They were doing it and I frightened them by pretending to be a ghost,” Lan Anran said.

“I was very satisfied with the results with Lan Yaxin, but I’m not with Mo Shengli. After hearing that the company was an empty shell after he acquired the shares, he decided to sell the company and apply for bankruptcy protection. He might even want to earn a fortune and escape.” Fatty guessed.

“What did you say? Damn it! I’m going out to see him.”

Mo Jinrong was a little agitated. He had just taken a step when he fell limp to the ground. He didn’t give up, but crawled forward with all his might, his face flushed with anger.

“Jinrong, don’t be anxious. You haven’t recovered yet, it won’t do you any good to go out like this.”

Lan Yaxin persuaded him at the side.

“I don’t care! My grandma is already imprisoned by him and now, he wants to sell the company? That is the blood, sweat, and tears of my father and grandfather. How can they sell it just like that?”

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Mo Jinrong was clearly agitated.

“Jinrong, listen to me first. We have to make a plan while you’re injured. It will take time for him to apply for bankruptcy protection and sell the company. We can take this opportunity to train our bodies and come up with a plan. Mo Shengli didn’t find our corpses and used two fake corpses to represent us. This means that he is trying his best to find our corpses. If you appear now and fall into their trap, we really won’t have a chance.

“Listen to me first and train your body well. We can discuss the rest later.” Lan Anran comforted him carefully.

Mo Jinrong slapped his disappointing legs hard, wondering if he could still stand.

He couldn’t even feel his legs, let alone take revenge.

Mo Jinrong’s confidence was crushed again.

Lan Anran knelt down, placed her hands on his cheeks, and looked straight at him.

“Mo Jinrong, listen to me, I won’t allow you to give up on yourself like this again. You can definitely stand up, you can’t be despised by others!”

Lan Anran seemed very solemn at this moment and Mo Jinrong looked straight at her.

Fatty glanced at the man on the ground.

“Mo Jinrong, if you’re a man, stand up and don’t cry on the ground like a child. Boss woke up early and worked late for you everyday, but you’re still like this. Aren’t you letting her down? Aren’t you just unable to stand up in a short period of time? Do you have to give up on yourself like this?

“Boss must be blind to follow you. Aren’t you embarrassed to let a woman take care of you all day?” Fatty was displeased to see him like this.

“Fatty, what are you saying? Shut up!” Lan Anran was furious.

Mo Jinrong wiped his tears and struggled to stand up.

“He’s right, I can’t do this anymore. Anran, I can definitely stand up. I don’t need you to take care of me.”

Mo Jinrong climbed onto the treadmill step by step, supporting himself with both hands on the railing as he stood up little by little.

“I can do it, I want revenge!” Mo Jinrong said furiously.

Lan Anran was upset to see him like this, but this was reality and Mo Jinrong had to accept it.

“Jinrong, you can do it, good luck!”

Mo Jinrong took the first step with difficulty, walking on the slow treadmill.

Suddenly, his legs went limp and he fell onto the treadmill.

He didn’t give up and struggled to stand again.

Lan Anran wanted to walk over to help him, but she restrained herself.

What Mo Jinrong needed was self-confidence and independence.

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The Qin Family.

Qin Tian had lost his father and his sister wasn’t by his side, so he could only raise the Qin Family’s flag alone.

However, Qin Tian could only use the rules to control the provocations and distrust of his uncles.

He had just called for a meeting and everyone was present, except for Hu Qunhai.

“Why isn’t Uncle Hu here yet?”

Including the shareholder’s meeting last time, this should be the second time he held a meeting.

The crowd muttered below quietly.

“Everyone, feel free to speak your mind. Don’t gossip below,” Qin Tian shouted.

The conference room fell silent.