Mo Shuyi, who was angry with He Wan'er, turned the corner and saw Mo Chunshan coming back from the door.

"Little uncle. He stood respectfully by the side of the door, his head bowed, his right hand pressed against his left hand, and he stood in a very standard and low-key posture.

Mo Chunshan glanced at him twice and asked bluntly: "I know that you have been tight recently, and you have lost a lot just now." Why, this year, can't you get by?"

Mo Shuyi was stunned and immediately replied, "No problem, it's okay." ”

Mo Chunshan raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "You don't have to be polite to me, my liver is all given by me, money is nothing more than things outside the body, and I don't care if I give more." ”

Mo Shuyi didn't reply, but his left hand was clenched into a fist for a moment, but he let go again in a second.

Mo Chunshan saw it in his eyes, and there was a sneering smile on the corner of his mouth.

After a long time, Mo Shuyi spoke: "It's almost ten o'clock, it's too cold when it's dark, I'm afraid my dad can't stand it." Little uncle, let's go back first. ”

Mo Chunshan nodded quietly, Mo Shuyi said goodbye and turned around, and only after walking a few steps away, he was stopped by Mo Chunshan.

"Gu Nian's mobile phone, is it with you?"

Mo Shuyi was stunned, not knowing why he asked this question, and subconsciously replied: "Yes." ”

Mo Chunshan looked at him with a faint smile on his face: "Ten million, change her mobile phone." ”

"Why?" Mo Shuyi was very surprised by this request, "What do you want your phone for?"

"WeChat. Mo Chunshan replied bluntly, "Agree, it's a good deal." ”

Mo Shuyi frowned and thought about it, and suddenly realized: "What are you for?"

On Chinese New Year's Eve, Gu Nian's WeChat received a message from He Guaner to Gu Nian, and Mo Shuyi naturally knew about it; and just now, it seemed that He Waner sent another voice message to Gu Nian, but he didn't click on it.

The reason is very simple - since He Wan'er is still sending messages to the deceased Gu Nian, what she said may not want the living people to know.

The mobile phone he kept was just a commemoration, and he didn't want to spy on He Wan'er.

Mo Shuyi gritted his teeth: "No, this is what Nian Nian left me." ”

Mo Chunshan quietly increased the price: "Twenty million." ”

Mo Shuyi squinted, suddenly enraged, and his voice was resentful: "Mo Chunshan! Not everything can be bought with money! I'm not you, I won't burn my parents' relics, let alone exchange my lover's relics for money!"

He was excited for a moment, and his mouth was full of words, all of which were Mo Chunshan's indifferent and ruthless words.

Mo Chunshan listened quietly, Mo Shuyi scolded for a while, and finally didn't have the strength to continue, only stared at Mo Chunshan hatefully, eager to cramp and skin him.

He didn't move at all, and his expression was as indifferent as ever: "You said that I don't recognize my six relatives, I admit it, but that's because I don't have any relatives to recognize." As for you, as a filial son, you should be very worried about Mo Chunhui's treatment costs, right? In the next step, are you thinking about selling your current house and changing it to a smaller house? Or replacing the imported rejection drugs you are taking with Indian generic drugs?"

He paused, a bit of sarcasm on his face, "You have to remember what I told you. You have a part of me in your body, and I'm not going to let you die just by chance. ”

Mo Shuyi's previous expression of eagerness disappeared in an instant.

Of course, Mo Chunshan knew their family's economic situation very well, because everything they had now relied on Mo Chunshan's almsgiving.

For a while, he was decadent and self-defeating, fighting with people in a bar, and was beaten by a bunch of thugs so much that he couldn't get up, but it was Mo Chunshan's people who saved him.

Knowing that he was an alcoholic, Mo Chunshan even found someone to greet all the entertainment venues and bars in Gyeongju, and was not allowed to sell him alcohol.

Mo Chunshan's reason is very simple - he has a part of Mo Chunshan in his body, and he Mo Shuyi is not even qualified to die, even if he is used as a container for a piece of liver, he has to agree to Mo Chunshan before he can smash himself.

Otherwise, his death will be exchanged for a monstrous flood.

Mo Shuyi lowered his head and replied in a low voice: "I remember, but there are fewer and fewer people and things you can use to threaten me." ”

"Really?" Mo Chunshan raised the corners of his mouth, "I do know that a new drug was developed in the United States last month, and the cost of treatment for one month is equivalent to about 320,000 yuan, which has a miraculous effect on inhibiting tumor recurrence, you might as well think about it, and then think about what I just proposed." ”

Mo Shuyi opened his mouth, and a huge sense of powerlessness and boundless regret suddenly arose in his heart.

With a little uncle like Mo Chunshan, who is the same age as himself, no matter how happy his childhood is, there will be a shadow, because Mo Chunshan is a perfect role model, whether it is appearance, IQ, grades or family background, he is far away. The only thing he is stronger than Mo Chunshan is that his body is better than Mo Chunshan, and his strength is greater than him.

In all fairness, his grades weren't bad, at least he was in the top 10 of his class. However, this is completely vulnerable in the face of Mo Chunshan's continuous skipping and his grades in the third year of high school at the age of fourteen.

The model of such a genius boy, if it is really "someone else's child", at least it has nothing to do with himself, but he is a little uncle, and he still lives under the same roof, no matter how he hides, he will inevitably be pulled out and compared.

Once upon a time, Mo Shuyi hated the three words Mo Chunshan very much, and hated it so much that he gritted his teeth in the quilt at night and secretly cursed Mo Chunshan to disappear quickly, but he didn't expect that Mo Chunshan really disappeared when he was fourteen years old.

The adults only said that their mother and son were taken away by the bad guys and could not be found.

Mo Shuyi was still sad for a while, thinking that his bad heart had played a role, but the emotions at that time came and went quickly.

It didn't take long for him to feel the benefits of Mo Chunshan's disappearance.

No one mentioned this name at home anymore, and it turned out that he was looking at the good things that only the little uncle could use, and suddenly it was his turn. The family's house is getting bigger and bigger, and he has bought a lot of cars at once, and his classmates who didn't care much about him before have also become familiar with him, and they keep calling him "Mo Da Shao".

So from the age of fourteen to his early twenties, it was really a particularly happy ten years for him.

Wantonly squandering and wasting, living lawlessly, soaking when you see a girl you like, and no longer have to compare yourself with someone you can never catch up with, to force yourself to do things that you can't do at all.

Then, he met Gu Nian, who could no longer let go if he could afford it.

Sometimes in the dead of night, Mo Shuyi would secretly feel guilty, feeling that he was actually a shameless thief, enjoying everything that Mo Chunshan should have. But he always said to himself after sighing, he couldn't help it, it was Mo Chunshan himself who disappeared, no wonder he.

He never expected that Mo Chunshan would come back one day, and as soon as he came back, his world would collapse.

First of all, his grandfather passed away for no reason, and then he himself was seriously ill, and then he watched Mo Chunshan get his things back little by little.

One accident after another followed, Mo Shuyi felt that everything he once had could not be grasped, his life fell from heaven to hell, and there was never a day to turn over.

That's why he was willing to let Gu Nian down ruthlessly, let Gu Nian experience a rape in bed, and leave completely sad and disappointed with him, so as not to implicate Gu Nian in Mo Chunshan's revenge.

After a few years in a daze, Mo Shuyi found that Mo Chunshan suddenly stopped after buying Tongcheng Road and Bridge, and developed the company wholeheartedly, and it seemed that he had no energy to worry about the past with the Mo family and the Ruan family.

He felt that he seemed to have hope of getting better in this mud, so he wanted to find the most unbearable Gu Nian, but unfortunately Gu Nian had been crawling for a few years, and he had long been no longer needed, and it was too late for him to repent.

Fortunately, Gu Nian finally turned around, let go of the things he had deeply hurt her and deceived her, did not dislike him as a muddy mud, and wanted to start over with him.

Life has a spark, although it is still difficult, but he cherishes this opportunity.

However, he still failed to get a good result, especially Gu Nian's death was inseparable from him.

He actually really wanted to follow Gu Nian as soon as he died, so how could he sell what Gu Nian left him for money?

Thinking of this, Mo Shuyi gritted his teeth: "No, don't say it, this matter is not discussed." ”

"But I can see that you are hesitating," Mo Chunshan kept looking at Mo Shuyi, his voice was soft and slow, but with a cold feeling, "The deceased is no longer chasable, I don't know the pain and I don't know the cold, but Mo Chunhui can." Even if you are the son of man, you should still do your filial piety, and know that the more money you have, the more comfortable his remaining days will be. ”

Mo Shuyi clenched his palms, and kept replaying "a month is equivalent to 320,000 yuan" in his mind.

If you have a weakness, you will never be as hard as you were just now.

Mo Chunshan was right, money is indeed something he urgently needs now. But if he wants to exchange Gu Nian's things for money, he can't get over this hurdle.

Suddenly, he heard Mo Chunshan smile in his ear and say: "I'm in a good mood today, you'd better seize the opportunity, I have a way for you to hold things up to me and beg me to accept them, just like Mo Chunhui did back then." ”

Mo Shuyi came back to his senses and looked at him: "You are so ruthless!"

"Each other," Mo Chunshan smiled warmly, "compared to what you have done, I have already done my best." ”

When he handed the phone to Mo Chunshan, Mo Shuyi's hands were trembling. Because the phone has been in his close-fitting pocket, and it still carries his residual warmth.

Mo Chunshan picked up his mobile phone, and without waiting for Mo Shuyi to speak, he used Mo Shuyi's birthday as a password to enter it and unlocked it directly.

He raised the corners of his mouth and said with satisfaction: "Twenty million, it will arrive after the holiday." ”

Mo Shuyi lowered his head, and there was no trace of expression on his face that he had received a huge amount of money.

Mo Chunshan couldn't care about him, raised his eyes and looked at the balcony not far away, and saw the beautiful figure leaning on the railing, his eyes moved, and his steps went in that direction.

Mo Shuyi sighed and said behind him: "I have never looked at He Wan'er unpleasantly, and now it is the same. It's just that I know that she has had a hard time these years. Little uncle, if you really have a heart for her, you should be a little less calculating. It's easy to hurt someone, but it's hard to warm up your heart again. ”

In the night wind, Mo Chunshan's intermittent voice came: "I don't need you to remind me of my business." ”