"Qiao'er, you don't have to agree so quickly. This matter is not necessary." Murong Haitang didn't want Mo Qiao'er to make such a decision out of impulse, so she had to persuade Mo Qiao'er to calm down.

Yan Fei also said: "Miss, this is inappropriate. You should know where Caishikou is."

But Mo Qiaoer had already made up her mind, "It's nothing. Grandpa left with some regrets before he died. I think you can all feel this."

Hearing this, Yan Fei and Yan Miao were speechless.

Not only they knew what kind of regret the old man carried Zhuri, but everyone present knew it in their hearts.

Although the old man Zhuri died in the Peacock Palace in the end, he still tried his best to cut off one of Murong Qinghai's arms and severely injured him.

But in fact, in the end, the old man Zhuri didn't have time to explain to Wu Yuan.

Even if Wu Yuan understood what Old Man Zhuri did and could understand Old Man Zhuri's character, this matter would ultimately be a regret that he could never make up for.

Mo Qiaoer said seriously: "Let me make up for Grandpa's regrets. If he knew our current situation and Brother Wu Yuan's current situation, he would definitely be happy to help."

"Also, my grandfather has never cared about fame and fortune. Otherwise, as an imperial master, he would have been above the temple."

"Even though there is a lot of filth in Caishikou, why would my grandfather care?"

After Mo Qiaoer said these words, everyone looked at Mo Qiaoer with joy and admiration.

Mo Qiaoer seems to have grown up a lot all of a sudden. Being able to say these words is enough to prove that Mo Qiaoer can truly stand alone.

Yan Fei and Yan Miao couldn't find any reason to refute. In fact, they were not qualified to influence Mo Qiaoer.

Not to mention, the starting point of this matter is originally good.

At this time, Mo Qiaoer said seriously again: "However, even in Caishikou, I want everyone to know that my grandfather has been upright throughout his life and cannot be arranged by anyone."

"That's natural. Don't worry, Qiaoer. I promise that even though I have wronged Mr. Zhuri, I will let everyone in the capital know about Mr. Zhuri's righteousness." Murong Haitang also assured Mo Qiaoer.

Mo Qiaoer nodded, "It's not too late, let's hurry up and do it."

"Miss!" Yan Fei looked at Mo Qiaoer worriedly.

Mo Qiaoer smiled slightly and said, "What's wrong with you two? How has your young lady ever flinched in the face of big rights and wrongs? This is what grandpa taught me."

Yan Fei and Yan Miao shed tears with some distress. They would rather see the carefree, willful and free-spirited Mo Qiaoer than the calm and sensible Mo Qiaoer.

Murong Haitang left time to the three sisters, winked at Ouyang Shishi, and the two of them walked out immediately.

"Shishi, I'm afraid we need help from your Ouyang family for this matter."

Ouyang Shishi had expected it and agreed happily, "No problem, but please explain to me, what does your Ouyang family mean?"

Murong Haitang was startled and then realized that he had said the wrong thing.

"Look at me, isn't this asking for a beating? Should you do it or should I do it myself?"

Ouyang Shishi also pursed her lips and smiled, "Forget it, I will forgive you this time. I won't do it next time. But you have to remember it. This is our home, and you are also the eldest lady of the Ouyang family. Whatever you want to do, you can tell me. I
Chapter completed!