Mr. Mo, your wife has given birth to triplets again.

Chapter 497 Wu Xin throws a tantrum

"You forced my dad to record these videos. We don't believe you. Hand over the money. You dare to steal our money?"

Mo Heng's eyes flashed with a fierce light, and he was about to pounce on Mo Tingye and grab him.

Mu Qianqian stood in front of Mo Tingye, her tone sarcastic.

“Is money all you care about? Ever since you met us, all you’ve been asking for money has been. Not one of you has asked about Uncle’s illness or cared about his health. You are unworthy of being wives and sons.”

Mu Qianqian spoke sarcastically, her face full of anger.

She was really infuriated by this family.

I also felt it was not worth it for my second uncle to have worked so hard all his life.

He worked hard to earn money for these few heartless people, ruining his health in the process. To this day, none of his so-called relatives, his wife, or his son care about his health.

"Get out of my way. What happens between us and my dad is none of your business. Now you have to hand over my dad and the money."

Mo Zhan also rushed over, intending to attack Mu Qianqian.

The Mo family bodyguards behind them quickly ran over to protect Mu Qianqian and Mo Tingye.

"Second Aunt, Second Uncle needs an absolutely quiet environment for treatment right now. It's not that we don't want you to see him, but he can't be disturbed right now. As for Second Uncle's money, it's all with him. We haven't touched a single penny of his money. Even hiring famous doctors to treat him was paid for by my father. Are you really as my wife says, only caring about Second Uncle's money and not his health? You're so cold-blooded. Are you even human?"

Mo Tingye was also furious.

He pulled Mu Qianqian behind him to protect her, and angrily confronted Mo Heng and the others.

“Tingye, we are also his relatives and have the right to see him. Your second aunt doesn’t want to make things difficult for you. You just need to tell me which hospital he is in.”

When Wu Xin realized that force wouldn't work, she tried a softer approach.

She said in a gentle tone.

"Grandpa instructed that you cannot see Second Uncle until his condition is under control. Grandpa has been so worried about Second Uncle that he has fainted and is currently hospitalized. What more do you want?"

"What does it matter to us what he does? He's not our grandfather, he has no right to tell us what to do."

No sooner had Mo Yan finished speaking than Mo Tingye punched him in the face.

"You...you dare to hit me?"

Mo Yan's face was filled with disbelief.

"So what if I hit you? You disloyal, unfilial, heartless, and ungrateful wretch! Your grandfather raised your father for so many years, and this is how you treat your grandfather?"

Mo Tingye felt a chill run through him, his fists clenched tightly.

He really wanted to beat this incompetent bastard to death.

"Mo Yan, don't talk nonsense, he is your grandfather."

Wu Xin pretended to yell at Mo Yan.

She hasn't received the money from selling the group yet, so she doesn't dare to fall out with Mo Tingye and the old man.

She glanced up and saw the old man's name on the door of the ward not far away. She pushed Mo Tingye aside and rushed in.

Before the bodyguards could stop her, Wu Xin ran into the ward.

Mo Tingye pulled his wife along and ran into the ward.

He was worried that if Wu Xin went in and caused trouble, it would make his grandfather faint again.

Mo Heng and his brothers exchanged glances and followed him into the ward.

The bodyguards followed them inside and stopped Mo Heng and his group.

At the bedside, Wu Xin's eyes were slightly red as she looked at the old man, pretending to be very sad.

"Dad, Jiang Huai's condition is serious. Please let us see him so I can take care of him, right?"

The old man's face darkened when he saw Wu Xin.

"Wu Xin, stop pretending. I heard everything you said outside. All you care about is money. You don't care about Lao Er at all, let alone take care of him. You're just trying to force him to give you money, aren't you?"

The old man's words left Wu Xin extremely embarrassed.

She and her sons only wanted money and had no intention of taking care of the dying man.

"Old man, we call you grandpa because we respect you. If we don't want to respect you, you're no grandpa at all. Hand over my dad now."

Mo Yanli looked quite self-assured.

"You...you unfilial son, are you trying to anger me to death?"

The old man was so angry that his face turned red, and he couldn't breathe as if someone was tightly choking him.

The old man coughed a few times.

"Bodyguard, throw this bastard out of here and tell him to get lost."

Mo Tingfeng and Mo Tingyuan were also very angry, and the brother and sister gave orders to the bodyguards.

Two bodyguards carried the struggling Mo Yan out of the ward.

"Dad, please don't be angry. It's all my fault for not disciplining him properly. Please let me see Jiang Huai. I am his wife and I have the right to see him."

Wu Xin is still pretending.

"Well said. You are Jiang Huai's wife. But have you ever cared about his health all these years? His liver cancer was already in its late stages, and none of you noticed. You are such a dutiful wife! Good, very good!"

Once the old man had caught his breath, he mocked Wu Xin.

“Dad, you’re right to scold me. I haven’t been caring enough about Jiang Huai. I didn’t even know he was sick. But I’m wholeheartedly raising the children for him! Otherwise, who would raise the children if he’s never home?”

Wu Xin acted as if we had done nothing wrong and that she was the one who had made the contribution.

"He's never home, isn't it all for making money, developing the group, and supporting you and these three good-for-nothings? You've ruined them, they're all just eating, drinking, and having fun, spending Jiang Huai's hard-earned money, and no one helps him. He got sick so he could support you while he was sick, but you don't care about his health, you only care about money. Have you lost your conscience?"

The old man was furious.

His words left Wu Xin speechless.

I have indeed ruined my three sons.

None of his sons ever helped Mo Jianghuai at the company; they only thought about eating, drinking, having fun, and being playboys, always asking Mo Jianghuai for money.

"Old man, I've put up with you for too long. You're not our real grandfather, so what right do you have to tell us what to do? Shouldn't we spend our own family's money?"

"you…"

Mo Zhan blurted out a string of curses without thinking.

Before Mo Tingye could even make a move, he saw his wife slap Mo Zhan across the face several times in succession.

Mu Qianqian was furious.

How dare such a scumbag act so arrogantly in front of Grandpa?

That's really giving him too much credit.

"You bitch, how dare you hit me?"

As soon as Mo Zhan finished speaking, Mo Tingye kicked him.

Mo Zhan was kicked away and fell to the ground at the entrance of the ward.

"You bastard, you ungrateful scoundrel."

Mo Tingfeng was also enraged. Without saying a word, he grabbed Mo Zhan and gave him a severe beating.

Just as Mo Heng and Mo Yan were about to go over to help, they were grabbed tightly by several bodyguards and unable to move.

"You...you've gone too far! You robbed our company and our money, and now you won't even let us see Jiang Huai! I'll fight you to the death!"

Wu Xin cursed out loud.

She stopped pretending and tried to grab Mu Qianqian's hair, but Mo Tingye kicked her in the stomach.

"Ouch, that hurts so much! Come quick, the top-tier Mo family has killed someone!"

Wu Xin lay on the bed throwing a tantrum, yelling loudly.