Chapter 1,187 Who Is the Fake? !

Chapter 1187 Who is the fake? !

As soon as Nian Xiaomu finished speaking, everyone in the living room suddenly took a breath.

He looked at her in astonishment, then turned to look at Mo Kun.

Nian Xiaomu was raised outside since she was a child, and was later sent abroad for closed education. After returning, she has been studying with the head of the old family. Only people in the power center of the Mo family have seen her.

Unlike Mo Qian, who entered the company very early and helped manage the Mo Group, almost everyone in the Mo family has met him.

Now I see Mo Kun, who looks exactly like Mo Gan, and I can't tell them apart at all.

As for Mo Kun... isn't he someone who was expelled from the Mo family by the order of the old family leader a long time ago? How could he still appear here?

For a moment, everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to react.

What Nian Xiaomu said was too big!

It's so big that it's ridiculous!

Although Mo Kun was expelled from the Mo family, everyone present knew that Mo Kun was the second young master of the Mo family. Even if he was unfilial, he would not be able to kill his brother, threaten his father, and come back to seek the position of the head of the family.

"Miss, are you kidding me? Mo Kun was expelled from the Mo family by your grandfather a long time ago. No one will mention it. How could he be Mo Gan?"

Mo Chengliang was slightly startled, then frowned.

The wrinkled old face had a tangled expression.

He was still happy just now that the eldest daughter of the Mo family was not dead. If the old head of the family knew about it, his illness would definitely get better.

Suddenly I heard that Mo Gan was not Mo Gan, but Mo Kun. The real Mo Gan had been killed by Mo Kun. He couldn't accept it at all!

Even a man like Mo Chengliang, who had seen half his life, couldn't digest the news for a while, let alone the rest of the Mo family.

This is the moment Mo Kun has been waiting for!

"Little grandpa, listen to me..."

"Nian Xiaomu, what else do you want to say? Do you think you can talk nonsense in front of the elders of the Mo family with the Mo family head's warrant?" Mo Kun interrupted Nian Xiaomu and walked forward calmly.

Walked to Mo Chengliang,

Nod slightly.

"Uncle, please don't listen to this yellow-haired girl. Her name is Nian Xiaomu. It is said that she has a close relationship with Yu Yuehan, the most noble young man in H City. The two even held a wedding. I don't know where she got the Mo family's money. The head of the family issued a warrant and coveted the power of the Mo family, and he dared to pretend to be my Xin'er and say that she was the eldest lady of the Mo family!"

"Impersonating?" Mo Chengliang was shocked.

Mo Kun nodded quickly, "Cousin, if you think about it carefully, if Xin'er is still alive and three years have passed since the fire, why would she return to the Mo family now? Xin'er is the heir of my Mo family, how could she not know the importance of her marriage?" Sex, rashly held a wedding with Yu Yuehan, and brought the power of the Yu family back to my Mo family... I'm afraid he has other agendas!"

"..."

Mo Chengliang's eyes tightened and his expression darkened.

He turned to look at Nian Xiaomu who was standing in front of him.

Nian Xiaomu didn't expect that Mo Kun could be so shameless, and he gritted his teeth.

"You are talking nonsense! You are the one who has other plans for the Mo family! If it weren't for you, why wouldn't I be able to go back to the Mo family? If Yu Yuehan hadn't sent me back, I was afraid that I would have been arrested before I even reached the door of the Mo family. You kill people and silence them!"

Nian Xiaomu looked at Mo Chengliang and pointed at Mo Kun.

"This man is not my father at all. Haven't you seen that his behavior is completely different from my father's? Even though he pretends to be similar, his ability is far inferior to my father. Just look at Mo's family in the past few years. It can be seen that the group’s operating conditions and his radical management style are completely different from those of my father three years ago!”