The Mo Family.
"Is there news of Anran?"
Mo Jinrong had transformed into a hideous appearance and the clothes he wore hadn't been changed in five days. There was a rotten smell and alcoholic smell all over his body, but he didn't care.
Mo San said, "There isn't any news about Miss Lan yet, but it's best if there isn't. Perhaps she was saved by someone and is now in a coma. It's strange that there aren't any corpses at the bottom of the cliff. We immediately went down the mountain to search, but we didn't find anything." This was the strangest thing to Mo San.
"How is the Lan Family?" Mo Jinrong asked weakly.
"Lan Tingyun is looking for their daughter everyday. Li Yueru seems to be seriously ill." Mo San replied softly.
"Mo Changwen!"
Mo Jinrong gritted his teeth, wishing he could rip him apart.
"Young Master! What should we do next? The laboratory was delayed because of this matter."
Mo San reminded him.
