Chapter 345: Mice's Children Dig Tunnels!

r a while, listened to the sounds inside, confirmed that there was no one, pushed open the door and went in, looked around, only then did she discover that there was another door inside the room. 。Hea...Fu Mo Han tightly furrowed his sword brows, his face grim. “Grandpa fainted.”

"Grandpa, why did you faint" Lin Jinran asked nervously.

"I don't know." Just now, Zhang Ma called. She only said one sentence: Old Master Fu fainted and asked them to go back quickly. Then she hung up without saying anything else.

At this time, Lin Jinyan didn't have the heart to think about divorce. She was increasingly worried about Mr. Fu's condition. She stared anxiously out the window.

The speed of the return trip was noticeably faster than the arrival, nearly halving the travel time. The Rolls-Royce once again came to a stop in front of Lao Fu's residence.

After the two got off the car, they hurried to Old Master Fu's residence. As soon as their figures appeared, Zhang Bo immediately rushed over, his aged face full of anxiety, "You're finally back, the old master wants to see you."

"How is Grandpa" Lin Jinyu asked anxiously, quite worried.

"Come in and talk later." Zhang Bo didn't say much, opened the door for Fu Mo Han and Lin Jin Ran, and led them inside.

Fu Mo'han and Lin Jinran walked into Fu Lao Ye's bedroom together. Fu Lao Ye was leaning against a pillow, chatting with Lu Liming. As soon as they saw the two of them come in, his aged face became even worse.

"Grandpa, how are you" Lin Jinran walked forward worriedly.

"You lot, you're still worried about me, aren't you Until I'm dead and gone, will you stop" Old Master Fu snorted coldly, clearly in a very bad mood.

Lin Jinran was slightly taken aback.

Fu Mo'han then coldly glanced at Lu Liming. Lu Liming silently stood up and deliberately turned his back to Fu Laozi, saying in a nonchalant tone to Fu Mo'han, "Grandpa knows."

"What are you saying to him" Old Master Fu glared at Lu Liming, blowing his beard and squinting, "Don't think that because you're behind my back, I don't know what you're saying!"

Li Liming helplessly turned his head, awkwardly smiling and soothingly saying, "Old man, don't get angry. They were just arguing, it wasn't that serious."

"Who brought up divorce" Old Master Fu snorted, clearly not believing Lu Liming's words.

He looked at Lin Jinran and Fu Mo'han, continuing to say in a huff, "You think I'm living too easily, so you must find me something to do"

Lin Jinran's heart skipped a beat. Master Fu actually knew that she and Fu Mochen were going to divorce.

If she was the cause of Old Master Fu falling ill, then she would be a sinner!

"Grandpa, I..."

"Diandian, I ask you, do you really want to divorce that boy" Old Master Fu's aged face was extremely serious as he confirmed the truth of the matter. "Don't be afraid, if he does anything wrong to you, tell grandpa, and grandpa will stand up for you."

Fu Mo Han furrowed his sword brows, helplessly calling out, "Grandpa."

"Shut up!" Old Master Fu clearly didn't want to speak to Fu Mo-han. He glared at Fu Mo-han and shouted, "Is it because of that Lin Ruochu Mo-han, I thought you were different from your father. It seems now, the mouse's child will still dig a hole!"

Lu Liming suppressed a smile, subconsciously touching his nose and glancing at Fu Mochen's icy expression.

Fu Mo'han's face remained unchanged, and he said slowly, "Grandfather, my father, is your son."

"You, you little rascal, are you intentionally trying to provoke me" Old Master Fu trembled with anger and roared, "Am I the same as your father Don't you know how I treated your grandmother And now you, you're imitating someone!"

Fu Mo'han's black eyes darkened slightly, he remained silent.

Divorce, it wasn't his idea, it was always that woman, emphasizing divorce, divorce!

How is it now his faultheng timely picked up the tissue box and passed it to her, placing it beside her."Thank you." Lin Jinran pulled out a tissue and wiped her lips, her eyes flashing with concern.They have been on the pl...