"Mr. Mo, Old Mrs. Mo, Anran's life is really tough."
Lan Tingyi pretended to be upset and cried.
Mo Changwen held Lan Tingyi's hand in sadness.
"My condolences!"
Old Mrs. Mo didn't care about this scum and walked towards Lan Tingyun and his wife. Lan Tingyi didn't care and when he saw that most of the people had arrived, he went to the reporters to curry favor.
"Mr. Lan, you are Miss Lan's uncle. Logically, this matter should be handled by the Mo Family or Miss Lan's biological parents. Why was it organized by you, Mr. Lan?"
The reporter was curious.
"As you can see, my second brother and his wife are very sad and don't have the energy to do these things. They only want to cry when they see Anran's things and the Mo Family's Old Mrs. Mo is old and can't stand such sad things. It's just me who could handle this. Jinrong is probably very upset as well, so it's only right that I can help."
