"Xiuchen, are you blaming me for finding Zixuan back?"

At the beginning, Mo Jingteng retrieved Mo Zixuan, who was expelled from the house, and asked him to go to work in the company, not only to restrain Mo Xiuchen, but also to deal with Xiao Wenqing and Wu Tianyi.

He has been in the mall for decades, as smart as an old fox. When the construction site accident occurred, he keenly smelled a trace of unusualness, and guessed that it might have something to do with Xiao Wenqing.

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

The MS Group is his lifelong hard work. The company can develop into a leading enterprise in G City, making the Moh family the number one wealthy family in G City. He has used many unremarkable means...

"Xiuchen, I asked Zixuan to come back not to let him steal your position, but 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 falsehood. His voice was filled with a strong apology and self-blame, as if he had suddenly grown ten years old: "I know, you have been hating me over the years. Back then, I was obsessed with my ghost, so I was confused by Xiao Wenqing. Not only did your mother jump off the building, but I almost killed you."

On the sofa, Mo Xiuchen seemed extremely cold and indifferent. Whether it was Mo Jingteng's self-blame or his repentance, it seemed that he had nothing to do with him, as if he was listening to something about others.

Only the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth has never been cured.

"Xiuchen, I have always wanted to make up for you over the years. Although you don't appreciate it, I have not forgotten the responsibilities that a father should have. I asked you to join the company not because you are a genius in business, but because you are the son of Mo Jingteng and the eldest son of the Mo family. From the day you joined the company, I have thought about it and handed over the company to you in the future..."

The more Mo Jingteng said, the more excited he became, and the more guilty he felt. Every word was not like the ruthless and powerful he had in the past, but was the attitude of a kind father towards his son.

Unfortunately, Mo Xiuchen was not moved by this.

Rather than saying these words too late, Mo Xiuchen didn't believe them at all. He asked him to join the company back then because of what his business mind was?

He actually said that he has been trying to make up for it over the years?

Haha, it's really ridiculous. If he wanted to make up for it, how could he turn a blind eye? Let Xiao Wenqing hurt him again and again, trying to kill him.

If he wanted to make up for it, how could the family of three live happily in Mozhai and let him die alone?

If he wanted to make up for it, how could he drug his wife...

"Have you finished speaking?"

Mo Xiuchen's thin lips were pursed in a cold curve, his voice was cold and indifferent, and he also felt a hint of impatientness.

"Xiuchen, I'm done."

Mo Jingteng has been strong all his life and has rarely put down his majesty in front of Mo Xiuchen. He only plays the role of a father. His voice is gentle, with a hint of helplessness and sadness.

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

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

**

That night, Wen Ran lay on the bed, tossing and turning without any sleepiness.

Although I was sleeping on a familiar big bed, I didn’t have that familiar, warm and broad chest, the clear and mature breath of that person, and his hug, and his arms as a pillow.

Wen Ran was shrouded in endless loneliness and sadness. But the love and happiness scenes of her and Mo Xiuchen were played one by one in front of her.

Two selves broke out in her heart. One was deeply in love with Mo Xiuchen, and even if she died, she would not want to leave him. The other was very rational and indifferent, feeling that she should not drag on like this anymore and should leave immediately.

The two of them quarreled and fought all night, which made her almost schizophrenia.

It was not until dawn that she fell asleep exhausted. When she woke up, the sun was already shining outside the window, and a golden light came in from a corner of the curtain and hit the wallpaper beside her bed.

Wen Ran yawned, raised her hand, rubbed her eyes gently, then turned her head, picked up the phone on the small table at the bedside, and when she saw the time on the screen, she frowned slightly.

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

She washed up and went downstairs. Ma Zhang came out of the kitchen with an apron on her body. When she saw her, Ma Zhang immediately smiled and said, "Grandma Big Young Master, you woke up just in time. I have prepared breakfast for you. I plan to go upstairs to see if you are awake!"

Wen Ran blinked in surprise. Perhaps because of the reason why she cried last night, her eyes were a little astringent, but a gentleness rose between her clear eyebrows: "Mom Zhang, why are you making breakfast now?"

This order should not be the time to make breakfast. It should be prepared, and it should be the ingredients for lunch.

Seeing her surprised, the smile on her face became brighter and brighter, and she explained briskly: "In the morning, the eldest young master said that you were not awake yet, so I asked me to make breakfast for you later. At about ten o'clock, I didn't expect that the eldest young master guessed it very accurately."

Zhang's mother, who was unaware, didn't know that she and Mo Xiuchen slept in separate rooms last night, and Mo Xiuchen did not show it. Therefore, when he said that in the morning, she thought it was their one last night, Wen Ran was too tired.

At this moment, when she said this, her eyes looked at Wen Ran, and she couldn't help but feel ambiguous.

Wen Ran's eyes flashed, and the hand placed beside her couldn't help but clench it. She felt like she had knocked over the seasoning bottle, and she was mixed with all kinds of feelings.

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

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

Can he not be so kind to him, so good that she feels so distressed that she can't breathe as long as she thinks of leaving him.

"Grandma Big Young Master, you sit down first, I'll serve you breakfast." Zhang Ma said with a smile, then turned back to the kitchen.

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

"Grandma Big Young Master, 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 was also full of doubts after being frightened.

"Grandma Big Young, did I scare you?"

Seeing this, Zhang's mother asked apologetically. Wen Ran pulled the corner of her mouth far-fetchedly, and was about to say something, but the ringtone of her cell phone suddenly rang.

She put down the spoon, took out her cell phone with one hand, and sucked a tissue with the other hand to wipe her mouth.

When she saw the caller ID, her movements of wiping her mouth slightly stopped, and her red lips also pursed her gently.
Chapter completed!