After so many years, he finally let his heart feel a little comfortable. Suddenly, he seemed to have found a way to vent his emotions, indifferent to the limit, paranoid to the extreme.

Yang Hui wiped a handful of his face indiscriminately, stepped on a vain step, and rushed out of the office in a hurry.

Today was her nightmare, a nightmare she had never had. She didn't think that she would be forced to this step by Dongfang Ao one day, after all, in the past twenty years, except for his feelings, he has given herself all the freedoms.

After rushing out of the office, she called Dongfang Yunyang without hesitation, asked him where he was now, and hurried over. The sights around her made her feel that she must be extremely embarrassed at this moment.

Dongfang Yunyang, who was buried in the pile of documents, looked up and saw his mother's embarrassed appearance, with bright five-finger palm prints, and slightly puffy eyes, which made her look more than ten years old all of a sudden, and she was suddenly shocked and hurriedly walked out from behind the desk and asked, "Mom, what's wrong with you?" What the hell is going on......"

"Your dad, your dad is going to kill me!" Yang Hui gritted his teeth and shouted.

"My dad? Weren't you okay yesterday? Dongfang Yunyang helped Yang Hui to sit on the sofa next to him, and asked anxiously, "Tell me, what's going on?" ”

Thinking of what had just happened, Yang Hui's mood that had just eased suddenly became nervous again. The clear and compelling blade seemed to linger on her face, and tears involuntarily flowed down her cheeks.

She sobbed and choked from the beginning of her bet with Lin Mo Ran, to Dongfang arrogantly forcing her to make a choice, crying while talking, heartbreaking and miserable.

Dongfang Yunyang quickly found the key point from her words and said, "Are you going to find trouble with Linmo Dye again?" And bet with her in front of the entire company? ”

"Who made her so arrogant, if I don't teach her a lesson, where will she take me seriously?" Yang Hui cried and shouted.

Originally, Dongfang Yunyang also felt that his father had gone too far this time, and he actually did it to a woman. Listening to Yang Hui say this, he suddenly understood his father's mood. At this moment, although he was a little distressed by his mother's sadness, he also felt that he could accept it.

Dad is the president of a group, and his family is his face. Mother only cares about her own pleasure, does not care about his face at all, and repeatedly provokes his majesty, which is already a big taboo in itself.

Lin Mo's coldness is the biggest wound in his father's heart, but she still sprinkles salt on his wounds, how not to arouse his disgust.

Although he hadn't experienced the things back then, he faintly heard a lot from his grandfather. It is true that my mother intervened in other people's lives and destroyed their feelings.

If over the years, how indifferent my father has been to my mother, then how much guilt I have for Lin Shaohua. If you are so cold to yourself and your sister, then how much self-blame you have for Linmo Dyeing.

Although he was not used to the return of Linmo Ran, he understood that this was the best opportunity to ease the relationship between their father and son.

It's just that he didn't expect that after so many years, his mother still refused to let go of herself and clearly recognized her mistakes.

Now, he turned into a sandwich biscuit again, and he was in a dilemma on both sides.

"Mom, you're too strong! After so many years, the past is like smoke, Lin Mo Ran is just a poor person who has lost her mother, why didn't her mother let her go? Dongfang Yunyang thought about his situation, felt so tired, and spoke a little irritably.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Yang Hui exclaimed.

She looked up at her son, who had always made her proud, incredulous, and wondered, how could such words come out of his mouth?

"Mom, aren't you tired of calculating every day?" Dongfang Yunyang asked distressedly.

"You stinky boy, I'm not here for your brother and sister! There is ink dyeing, how can your father see you, in the future, when the old man dies, the company will definitely not be able to be handed over to you! It's only when she's gone that it's all possible to be yours! Yang Hui scolded with hatred that iron is not made of steel.

Dongfang Yunyang glanced at the mountains of documents indifferently and said, "I don't have much interest in the company, whether my father gives the company to Linmo Dye or gives it to me in the future, I don't care." What is mine is mine, and I will not force what is not mine! ”

"You ......"

Dongfang Yunyang interrupted Yang Hui's words with a wave of his hand, and said slowly: "Okay! Now that you've made your choice, it's time to stay home and take care of your health! ”

Mom's temperament is too eager and hard, and Lin Mo Dye is my father's favorite, and the two of them stay in the company, and they will inevitably be at peace.

Now that her father forced her to leave the company, most of them were also thinking about Linmo Dyeing and thinking of this matter.

To tell the truth, he was jealous of Lin Mo Dye, and easily got the father's love he wanted most in twenty years. He wished that his father could pat him on the shoulder and encourage him, but none of this would happen.

He didn't hate her because his mother owed him. Besides, Linmo Dye is indeed good, and that kind of bearing alone is something he can't catch up with if he tries hard.

glared fiercely at Dongfang Yunyang, who was not angry, and sighed. Her son, why didn't he look at her at all, but defended that little slut everywhere.

After all, it was his own child, and he endured it for a while, and hurriedly instructed Dongfang Yunyang: "You stay in the company well, what is going on in Linmo Dyeing, you must tell your mother!" ”

"Mom, it's okay for you to live a little bit! Next time, I won't have to worry about ink dyeing, otherwise, don't blame me for not helping you! If you really want Dad to divorce you, just toss. As for what you just said, I tell you, I won't do it! Anyway, I don't plan to inherit the Eastern Group, even if it is to give up to Linmo Dye! After speaking, Dongfang Yunyang got up and walked back to the desk to deal with government affairs.

"Yunyang, I'm your mother, do you have to force me to death!" Yang Hui shouted and stood in front of the desk, but Dongfang Yunyang didn't raise his head, and finally had to stomp his feet and leave helplessly.

Seeing Yang Hui's figure disappear at the door, Dongfang Yunyang exhaled softly and leaned back on the back of the chair a little tiredly.

When Yang Hui walked out of the office door, he was full of gossip and curious eyes from the entire workshop. With a mang on her back, she couldn't lift her head.

Why? Just now, after Yang Hui provoked Linmo Dyeing, the matter of being dragged to the office by the president spread up and down the company like wings.