President Daddy's Excessive Love

Chapter 1649 To support her

When Lan Yanxi felt the warmth from the man’s palm, a trace of response appeared in her dull eyes. She turned her head and bumped into the bottom of the man’s eyes that were filled with deep concern.

"Yanxi, you have to grieve." Thousands of words gathered together to form these few words. Even though Ling Mofeng had thousands of words to say, he couldn’t say it out loud. He was afraid that it would bring back her sad memories.

"Do you believe that my grandfather left by accident?" Lan Yanxi whispered as she asked him. Her eyes were filled with tears, making it hard to see the man’s handsome face.

"Of course not." Ling Mofeng answered in a low voice.

"Can you find out for me? I can’t let my grandpa leave without knowing why. " Lan Yanxi suddenly reached back to grab his arm, and with a little bit of strength, her pale face filled with pleading. Now that her grandfather had left, the only person she could rely on was Ling Mofeng.

When a person was weak, they would feel that the entire world was gray. If someone was willing to help her at this moment, she would still feel the warmth of the sun.

Ling Mofeng touched her forehead and felt a burning sensation on her forehead. His heart clenched and he quickly comforted her gently: "Don’t worry, I’ve already sent people to investigate this. I won’t believe a word your cousin says."

"Thank you!" Lan Yanxi’s heart finally felt a bit of comfort. She grabbed the man’s hand and pressed it against her face. She closed her eyes lightly and hot tears rolled down her face, not entering the man’s fingers.

At this moment, Ling Mofeng’s heart was like a ball of fire that was tormenting. One side was heartache, while the other side was anger.

Yanxi, you might have a cold. Your forehead is burning. I’ll have the doctor come and see you." Ling Mofeng stuck out his hand again and touched her forehead. It was indeed a bit hot. She must have caught a cold in the afternoon due to the wet clothes she wore.

Lan Yanxi nodded and finally became a little more obedient. "Alright!"

The doctor rushed over and took her temperature. Lan Yanxi’s fever was already at 38.5 degrees, so he hurriedly gave her an antipyretic medicine and a medicine to treat the cold.

Lan Yanxi looked at the time. It was already 6 PM. She immediately looked at Ling Mofeng in surprise: "Didn’t you say there’s an important di

er tonight?"

A helpless look flashed across his handsome face: "Yes, I was just about to tell you that I have to go over now. I asked Cheng Yuan to take care of you, you have to be obedient and don’t run around anymore. As for your grandfather’s background, if you need my help, you just need to let me know."

"I’m fine now. Hurry up and go. It’s such an important job, don’t waste it." Lan Yanxi had already calmed down and urged him on.

Ling Mofeng leaned over and kissed on her forehead: "I’ll come over after I finish my work."

"En!" Lan Yanxi nodded obediently as she watched the tall figure of the man leave.

Not long after, Cheng Yuan walked in quickly. Seeing that Lan Yanxi’s condition had improved, she let out a sigh of relief.

"Yanxi, are you okay? Don’t cry anymore. Look at your eyes." Cheng Yuan walked over and gently persuaded her.

Lan Yanxi knew that the people around her were truly concerned for her. She nodded her head. "I’m fine now. I just can’t accept this fact."

"If the old man died in a strange ma

er, the President would definitely investigate it thoroughly and not let a single bad guy off." Cheng Yuan comforted her.

"I believe he will give me an answer." Lan Yanxi also wholeheartedly believed in Ling Mofeng’s ability and efficiency.

After eating only a few bites, Lan Yanxi lost her appetite. She leaned back on the bed and muttered, "The doctor said my grandfather won’t live past this year. At that time, I was too scared and was prepared to lose him at any time."

Life and death are the saddest things in the world, but who can be spared? As long as there is someone who cares about you, someone who loves you most, sooner or later, there will be a day when you will be separated.

When Lan Chen returned home, he turned around and angrily asked Lan Lin as she followed him in, "Tell me honestly, what did you do to your grandfather? Did he really die by accident? "

"Look at you, you’re scaring the child. Can you speak less, you know best what kind of child Xiao Lin is, since she was young, how could she possibly harm your father?"

Lan Chen stared into his daughter’s eyes. He wanted to know what she was thinking. He had an illusion that his daughter was far more complicated than he thought.

"Dad, mom, even you guys want to suspect me? "Then I might as well die." Lan Lin immediately began to cry in grief.

"What do you mean ’not dying’? How unlucky. One has already died, is that not enough?" Third Madam Lan immediately grabbed her daughter’s arm, preventing her from leaving.

Lan Chen heaved a heavy sigh: "Xiao Lin, if you were to hide anything from me, I will be very angry, and will never recognize a daughter like you again."

"I’m not lying to you, I’m telling you the truth." Lan Lin immediately cried even harder.

"Ignore your father, go upstairs and take a bath. Mom will make you a bowl of noodles and rest early. You were also shocked today." Third Madam Lan still doted on her daughter and quickly told her so.

Lan Lin immediately lowered her head and walked up the stairs, each step extremely heavy.

When it was around seven in the morning, she struggled to push her grandfather to her grandmother’s grave. Her grandfather’s face was pale from fright, and quickly asked her to push him away, but she stubbornly refused to let go of the wheelchair, angrily asking him if he could get the company back, if he could get the money back, and not give it to outsiders.

The old man suddenly gave up struggling. His two hands tightly gripped the armrest as he firmly gave her the answer: "The company has donated and there’s nothing to do with Lan Family from now on. I can’t take the money back."

When Lan Lin heard that, she immediately shouted angrily, "Why? Why are you so heartless to your children, is your heart black? Are you going to watch the decline of your Lan Family with your own eyes? "

"The rise and fall of a person is a process. The rise and fall of a person are different, but the choice of a person is different. There are people who choose to be kind to themselves and to others, but there are people who only care about benefits, more money, and a better life, forgetting to create and work hard is the starting point for success."

"Don’t come to class with me, I don’t want to listen to it. You are just spouting nonsense. We clearly don’t need to struggle, we clearly stood at the highest point. It was you ??" You took away our inheritance, you donated the money just to pave the way for Lan Yanxi. She’s famous, but we? We won’t be able to live much longer. " Lan Lin covered her ears and screamed like a lunatic who had lost his mind.

"Xiao Lin, if I close my eyes, you’ll have to rely on yourself to find the answer. I’m old now, and I won’t be able to educate you, but this society is still clear. One day, you’ll be taught by reality. The old man’s face was filled with pain.

A bolt of lightning suddenly exploded in the sky. Dark clouds covered the sky, and a torrential downpour instantly struck down.

Lan Lin was breathing rapidly, her eyes were wide open as she watched the rain hitting her grandfather’s face. She retreated step by step, "Do you want to die? "Fine, you go down and accompany Grandma. Sooner or later, I will think of a way to get the company back, and I will also ruin your granddaughter’s reputation. I will make things difficult for all of you."

"Xiao Lin, send me back to the hospital." The old tutor obviously didn’t want to die here. He extended a hand to push the wheelchair, but realized that a few pieces of gravel had been blocked. He couldn’t force the wheelchair over.

Lan Lin retreated one step at a time. Finally, she turned around and ran away.

The old man reached for an umbrella that was placed behind the wheelchair. He tried his best to reach out, but couldn’t. In the end, he could only get off the wheelchair, but his legs went limp and he fell to the ground.

As the old man looked at the tombstone in front of him, he felt as if his wife was wearing a flowery long skirt and walking towards him with a smile on her face. Deep in his heart, there was an indescribable feeling of comfort.