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Chapter 1290 Not good enough

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    Chapter 1290 is not good enough

    Mu Qingyan glanced at the sea in front of her, then stretched out her hand to hold Mo Zhan's arm: "I'll help you up."

    Mo Yuran had brought enough people with him, and he was sure that Mu Qingyan wouldn't be able to do anything, so he followed behind and watched her support her grandfather up the stairs step by step.

    A group of people got on the boat. Soon, the ship started to move slowly and headed towards the other side of the sea.

    On the deck, Mo Yuran sat across from Mo Zhan, bent down and poured a glass of water, then picked it up and handed it to Mo Zhan.

    "Grandpa, you are thirsty, drink some water."

    Mo Zhan looked at the water in his grandson's hand and remembered the tea he made for him that day.

    He was so moved when he looked at the cup of tea, who would have thought it was a cup of fatal tea.

    Mo Zhan took it, felt the temperature of the water, and then put the water back on the table.

    "What's wrong?" Mo Yuran's eyes were filled with scrutiny.

    Mo Zhan said with a natural look on his face: "This water is too cold. Grandpa is old and would feel uncomfortable drinking cold water. Is there any hot water?"

    Mo Yuran tilted his head and ordered, "Go and boil a pot of hot water."

    After saying this, he turned his eyes to Mu Qingyan. She sat there quietly, with a calm aura on her whole body, as if she knew her ending and had accepted her fate.

    "Yu Ran, are you the only one coming this time?" Mo Zhan suddenly asked.

    Mo Yuran looked at him and nodded immediately: "Yes, after I knew your whereabouts, I hurried over without having time to wait for them."

    "This time I was lucky. I narrowly escaped death. I didn't know who was trying to harm me. When I regained consciousness, I found myself in a sack. Then not long after, I seemed to have fallen into the sea from a high altitude. I almost drowned. Now that I think about it,  Afraid."

    The smile on Mo Yuran's lips faded a bit, then she lowered her eyes and nodded: "When we go back, we must find the murderer behind it."

    A flash of sarcasm flashed across Mu Qingyan's eyes, and she realized for the first time that Mo Yuran's acting skills were so good, but when everyone knew it, he looked ridiculous.

    When the water was boiled, a man in black came over with hot water.

    Mo Yuran poured another glass of water for Mo Zhan and held it up: "Grandpa, the temperature should be very suitable this time. Give it a try."

    This water is naturally not drinkable, and medicine must have been added to it. If Mo Yuran had any conscience, he might have been drugged, but there is also a high possibility that it contained poison that could directly kill Mo Zhan.

    This time, before Mo Zhan could pick it up, Mu Qingyan suddenly reached out and knocked over the cup in Mo Yuran's hand.

    Her action caused Mo Yuran's men to move. They all reached out and pulled out the guns attached to their waists, and pointed the black muzzles at Mu Qingyan.

    For a moment, the air seemed to freeze.

    Mo Zhan¡¯s eyes widened and he stopped pretending and spoke in a more serious tone: ¡°Mo Yuran, what do you mean?¡±

    Mo Yuran looked at the fragments of the cup that fell to the ground and smiled: "Grandpa, why did you ask me? Should I ask her what she meant?"

    Mo Zhan looked at Mo Yuran and felt more and more chilled. How did his once proud grandson become like this step by step?

    "Yu Ran, grandpa just wants to ask you. In your heart, do you think grandpa is not good to you?"

    The dark light in Mo Yuran's eyes flashed, and after a long time, he said in a light tone: "Grandpa is very good to me, but it's not good enough."

    He no longer wanted to hide it and looked straight at Mo Zhan, his eyes full of dissatisfaction and ambition.

    Mo Zhan closed his eyes in disappointment, then turned his head: "Okay, you can do whatever you want. Just put the tea away. This matter has nothing to do with her." (Remember this site's website address: www.hlnovel.com
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