But the matter has come to this, and she can't look ahead.

Slowly looking away, after a long sigh of relief, he said lightly: "I just took back my own things, it was not worthy of your prohibition in the first place, anyway, I have already done it, either agree to let me go back, or I will ask a team of lawyers to kill back, you are free!" ”

Xu Mao opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but after thinking about it carefully, it seemed that there was nothing to refute.

In addition, there are outsiders, so it is inconvenient to say more.

Laughing and tugging at the corners of his lips, he turned his head to look at Shi Mingyuan: "Forget it, let's talk about these things when we go home, Mr. Mu and Mr. Yan are here, eat first......"

"Eat a fart, eat it!"

Shi Mingyuan is not rushing at anyone, but he simply can't sit down and eat calmly.

After finishing speaking, he threw away his chopsticks and went out with his mobile phone.

Anyway, it's almost eaten, and Song Shihuan doesn't care.

Xu Mao talked to Mu Ye and them, although he said that he didn't mind, but in his heart, he didn't really care.

But in the final analysis, this matter was not the first to be raised by Song Shihuan, even if they were to blame, they could only blame Shi Mingyuan, and it didn't have much to do with her.

After that, Xu Mao chatted with Mu Ye about the Shengdian again, with Song Shihuan's favors, coupled with Shi Mingyuan's persuasion, it can basically be said to be a sure thing.

Xu Mao loosely handed over the company's decision-making and operation rights to Xingchi's management team, but Mu Ye said that Xu Mao still needed to preside over the management in the future.

Even if everyone gave up a step, no one embarrassed anyone.

As for Shi Mingyuan......

I don't know where I went.

*

After eating, go out of Building 8.

Xu Mao was good at Mu Ye and Yan Jin, so he slowed down his pace intentionally or unintentionally, and Song Shihuan hung behind him not far away, and he was not in a hurry.

But in the end, it caught up.

Before Xu Mao could speak, he had already taken the lead in expressing his attitude: "Okay, Uncle Mao, you don't need to say anything superfluous, I have already done it, even if he is angry, he can't do anything to me!" ”

After speaking, she turned to look at him again, and the night breeze from the river struck, blowing her hair scattered on her forehead, and the wind swirled with it, disturbing her sight and mind.

looked aimlessly at the glittering lights of thousands of homes by the river opposite, and then, sneered lightly, his eyes full of sarcasm and contempt: "Maybe this is the mother and daughter, right?" ”

"On the day my grandfather died, she and her team of lawyers forced me to take out the old man's will, and later asked to exercise my guardianship rights on the grounds that I was underage, and even fought a lawsuit with me for nearly five years......

Speaking of these now, Song Shihuan still feels a little sad.

In a powerful family, not everything is on the table.

For example, family affection, such as blood.

For example, father and son, and mother and daughter.

Speaking of which, that's not all.

She should be underestimated.

Or rather, she shouldn't have had any expectations anymore.

Taking a deep breath, he retracted his gaze idly, and when he looked at him again, a faint and idle smile flashed in his eyes: "So as soon as I received the news of her death, the first thing that came to my mind was inheritance and inheritance, you said it was a coincidence!"

After that, Song Shihuan didn't say anything.

Seeing Xu Qian walking alone in the front, he immediately quickened his pace to catch up, and talked about some inconsequential things without a word.

The group went to the parking lot one after another, waited for a while, and Shi Mingyuan didn't wait.

Xu Mao took the lead in sending Yan Jin and Xu Qian back.

Then Mu Ye and Song Shihuan were sent to Sinan Mansion, and after watching Song Shihuan enter the villa she rented in the mansion, she left with confidence.

Song Shihuan was a little tired, and after returning to the room, he collapsed directly on the bed, not wanting to move, and even Mu Ye's information was remembered after almost half an hour.

He said, "Mourning."