"Xiuchen, do you blame me for getting Zixuan back in the first place?"

At the beginning, Mo Jingteng brought back Mo Zixuan, who had been expelled from his home, and asked him to go to work in the company again, not only to contain Mo Xiuchen, but also to deal with Xiao Wenqing and Wu Tianyi.

He has been in the mall for decades, shrewd as an old fox, and when the accident on the construction site happened, he keenly sniffed out a trace of unusualness, guessing, which may have something to do with Xiao Wenqing.

He didn't really want Mo Zixuan to replace Mo Xiuchen, because he knew better than anyone that Mo Xiuchen was a hundred times better than Mo Zixuan.

MS Group is his life's work, the company can develop into a leading enterprise in G City, so that the Mo family has become the first wealthy family in G City, he has used many disgraceful means......

"Xiuchen, I asked Zixuan to come back, not to let him rob you of your position, I was to deal with Wu Tianyi and Xiao Wenqing."

Speaking of this, Mo Jingteng sighed heavily, I don't know if it was really self-blame or fake, his voice was full of apology and self-blame, it seemed that he had aged ten years all of a sudden: "I know, you have been hating me all these years. Back then, I was so confused by Xiao Wenqing that I not only caused your mother to jump off the building, but also almost killed you. ”

In the sofa, Mo Xiuchen looked extremely cold and indifferent, whether it was Mo Jingteng's self-blame or his confession, it seemed that he had nothing to do with him, as if he was listening to other people's affairs.

Only the sneer at the corner of his mouth was cold, and it never disappeared.

"Xiuchen, over the years, I have always wanted to make up for you, although you don't appreciate it, but I haven't forgotten the responsibility of a father. I let you join the company, not because you are a business genius, but because you are the son of my Mo Jingteng, the eldest son of the Mo family, from the day you entered the company, I thought about it, and I will hand over the company to you in the future......"

The more Mo Jingteng spoke, the more excited he became, and the more guilty he became, and every word was not as ruthless and strong as before, but with the attitude of a loving father towards his son.

It's a pity that Mo Xiuchen was not moved by this.

It's not so much that he said these words too late, but that he said his words, Mo Xiuchen didn't believe it at all. He let him join the company back then, not because of what his business acumen was?

He even said that he has been trying to make up for it all these years?

Hehe, it's really ridiculous, if he wants to make up for it, how could he turn a blind eye and let Xiao Wenqing harm him again and again, trying to kill him.

If he wanted to make up for it, how could they let the family of three live happily in the ink house and let him fend for himself?

If he wanted to make amends, how could he drug his wife......

"Are you done?"

Mo Xiuchen's thin lips pursed a cold arc, his voice was cold and indifferent, and there was a faint impatience.

"Xiuchen, I'm done."

Mo Jingteng has been strong all his life, and it is rare to put down his majesty in front of Mo Xiuchen, just playing the role of a father, with a gentle voice with a hint of helplessness and sadness.

"Tomorrow you remember to go to the company, and I will submit my resignation at the shareholders' meeting."

After Mo Xiuchen finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

**

This night, Wen Ran lay in bed, tossing and turning without sleep.

Although he slept on a familiar big bed, there was no familiar, warm and broad chest around him, no clear and mature breath of the man, no hug from him, and no pillow with his arms.

Wen Ran was shrouded in boundless loneliness and sadness, but the fragments of love and happiness between her and Mo Xiuchen were played in front of her one by one.

In her heart, she split into two selves, one is in love with Mo Xiuchen, even if she dies, she is unwilling to leave him. The other was very indifferent, and felt that he should not drag on like this any longer, and should leave immediately.

The two of them quarreled and fought all night, making her almost schizophrenic.

It wasn't until dawn that she fell asleep exhausted, and when she woke up, the sun was already shining outside the window, and a golden light was shining through the corner of the curtain and hitting the wallpaper beside her bed.

Wen Ran yawned, raised her hand, and gently rubbed her eyes before turning her head and picking up the mobile phone on the small table at the bedside, and when she saw the time on the screen, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

I slept so late, it was already ten o'clock.

She washed up and went downstairs, Zhang's mother came out of the kitchen, and she was still wearing an apron, and when she saw her, Zhang's mother immediately smiled and said: "Grandma, you woke up just right, I have already made breakfast for you, and I plan to go upstairs to see if you are awake!" ”

Wen Ran blinked in surprise slightly, probably because she cried last night, her eyes were a little astringent, but there was a touch of gentleness between her beautiful eyebrows: "Mom Zhang, why are you making breakfast now?" ”

This should not be the time to make breakfast, but also the ingredients for lunch.

Mother Zhang was surprised when she saw her, the smile on her face became brighter and brighter, and she explained briskly: "In the morning, the eldest young master said that you haven't woken up yet, let me make you breakfast later, about ten o'clock, I didn't expect that the eldest young master guessed correctly." ”

Mama Zhang, who didn't know, didn't know that she and Mo Xiuchen slept in separate rooms last night, and Mo Xiuchen didn't show it, so when he said it in the morning, she thought it was them last night, Wen Ran was too tired.

At this moment, when she said this, looking at Wen Ran's eyes, she couldn't help but have some ambiguous taste.

Wen Ran's eyes flashed, and the hand on her side couldn't help but clench, her heart seemed to have knocked over the spice bottle, and she had mixed tastes.

Last night, Mo Xiuchen was so angry that he even slept in the guest room all night.

Unexpectedly, he was so subtle and considerate, and told Zhang's mother to make breakfast for her later.

Can he not be so good to himself, so good that she can't breathe just thinking about leaving him.

"Grandma, you sit down first, and I'll serve you breakfast." Zhang's mother said with a smile, and turned back to the kitchen.

Wen Ran sat at the dining table alone, eating breakfast alone, which was a delicious breakfast, but it lost its taste because of her mood.

"Grandma, isn't it delicious?"

When Zhang's mother's voice sounded behind her, Wen Ran was startled, her body trembled, and she suddenly looked up and saw Zhang's mother standing aside, the expression on her face still had doubts after being frightened.

"Grandma, did I scare you?"

Seeing this, Zhang's mother immediately asked apologetically. Wen Ran pulled the corners of his mouth far-fetchedly, and was about to say something, when the mobile phone rang, but suddenly rang.

She put down the spoon and pulled out her phone with one hand, wiping her mouth with a tissue with the other.

When she saw the caller ID, she wiped her mouth slightly, and her red lips were gently pursed.

Zhang's mother, who was standing beside her, leaned over, and when she saw the call on the screen, she smiled and dropped a sentence, "Grandma, I won't bother you to answer the phone." He quickly left the restaurant.

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