Mo Hengjian's face suddenly changed, thinking, he's not stupid, raising someone to fight with him for the family property, he must be sick.
Old Master Mo looked satisfied at the clothes on Mo Hengjian's body, smiling, "It's settled then, you shouldn't wear these clothes tomorrow, take them off, wash them clean, and bring them to your grandfather here."
This outfit was his only best clothing. Mo Hengjian was a bit reluctant, but Old Master Mo was in charge of the family's fields and properties, he didn't dare to offend him.
"Grandfather, don't worry, after my mother washes the clothes, I'll bring them over." Mo Hengjian suppressed the dissatisfaction in his heart, forcing a slight smile on his face.
"Good, good, truly my good grandson."
"If there's nothing else, I will take my leave first."
"Hmm, go ahead."
Mo Hengjian slowly backed out of the room, and when he reached the door, he even reached out to close it.
