"Qin Hao passed away?"
Mo Shengli was clearly shocked, which was indeed unexpected.
"Yeah! It happened too suddenly, so Uncle, you should comfort Qin Xue."
Lan Anran was a little upset, but her eyes were stealing glances at Mo Shengli's expression.
"Shengli, I think you should go take a look. That girl probably isn't that old. She doesn't have a father and the family doesn't have a pillar. She's a little pitiful," Old Mrs. Mo said regretfully.
"Why don't we go take a look when the Qin Family holds the memorial? I'll go over first."
Mo Shengli seemed a little anxious, anxious to confirm if the news was true.
"Then go now. That girl must be devastated now that something like this has happened. Treat her well. If it doesn't work out, discuss with her whether she wants to come over to stay. It's best if the marriage is confirmed as soon as possible so that she can have someone to rely on."
Old Mrs. Mo was worried.
