Third Young Master Mo Has Completely Lost His Face

"What is it?"

"Young Master, are you living in this era? The Lan Family Hospital is facing medical malpractice and has been scolded badly. Miss Lan must be suffering too."

Mo San speculated.

"Mmh, I have my own plans. Is there still no news from Rong Ze?"

Mo Jinrong was more concerned about Zero's situation.

"No, Master Ze doesn't really do his work. He just does it when he's happy and if he isn't interested, he'll drag it out," said Mo San as he smiled.

"Rush him."

Mo Jinrong took a deep breath of the cigar, threw the remaining half on the ground and stomped out the cigar before walking to the car.

"Young Master, Old Mrs. Mo said she misses Miss Lan and wants her to come over for a gathering." Mo San stepped on the accelerator as he spoke.

Mo Jinrong didn't want to see Lan Anran again, but he had no choice but to see her.