Less than ten minutes after Mo Zixuan left, Mo Jingteng knocked on the door of Mo Xiuchen's room.

Mo Xiuchen opened the door and said lightly: "Dad, it's so late, why are you not sleeping yet?"

"Well, I have something to tell you." Mo Jingteng frowned slightly, his old face, which was engraved with the vicissitudes of time, and his eyes were filled with his eyes.

He stared at Mo Xiuchen standing inside the door with a cold expression.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes drooped, and he turned to let Mo Jingteng come in.

"Dad, is there anything wrong?" The two of them sat down on the sofa. Mo Jingteng sat in the seat where Mo Zixuan had just sat. Mo Xiuchen looked indifferent and asked calmly.

He lost his memory. Although he did not resent Mo Jingteng as before, he was cold and cold to him.

Mo Jingteng sighed and asked gently: "Xiuchen, you have been back for so long. Will there be any mistakes in Country D?"

"No, I have told Secretary Wu that she can handle those things well." Mo Xiuchen said calmly and calmly. Secretary Wu reported to him regularly. Although he was in the country, he knew everything about the country.

Mo Jingteng said oh, a kind smile of fatherly smile appeared on his face, and his tone became more pleasant: "Xiuchen, since you fired Cheng Jia last time, I have been paying attention to you. Today, there has finally been a result. I have selected ten famous ladies from our city G., with either wealthy or noble girls, well-educated and well-character girls."

Mo Xiuchen's face slightly sank. Just as he was about to speak, Mo Jingteng didn't give him a chance to speak. He just changed his breath and said, "I have arranged everything for you. I will meet one every day. If I meet someone I like, I don't need to see those behind. Two are the daughters of our MS Group's clients, two are the daughters of the professor's family at T University, and one..."

Although Mo Jingteng is old and in poor health, his memory is very good.

After he finished speaking, he took out an envelope from his shirt pocket and handed it to Mo Xiuchen, "This is their photos and files. I have sent someone to your email address."

Mo Xiuchen narrowed his eyes, took the envelope handed over by Mo Jingteng, threw it on the table without looking at it, and said lightly: "Dad, without Cheng Jia, I don't need to go on a blind date."

Mo Jingteng's face froze.

But Mo Xiuchen curled his lips and smiled, looked at Mo Jingteng, and said casually: "I heard from Cheng Jia that Ranran and I had a good relationship before. Today I saw Ranran and thought she was really good."

"Xiuchen, you..."

Mo Jingteng looked at Mo Xiuchen in shock.

For a moment, he felt a little unacceptable. He told him so suddenly that he still wanted to be gentle.

Mo Xiuchen's eyes were laughing, as if he was really happy: "Dad, although I just met Ranran, I liked her very much. I thought Cheng Jia lied to me before, but now I think what she said is true. I must have had a good relationship with Ranran in the past."

"Xiuchen, you said, have you seen Wen Ran?"

Mo Jingteng's voice was filled with a hint of tremolo. He was really shocked by Mo Xiuchen's words. He actually said that he liked Wen Ran.

Mo Xiuchen looked at Mo Jingteng's shock in his eyes. He knew that he was trying hard to suppress his emotions. A sneer flashed deep in his eyes and said calmly: "Yes, I have seen Ranran, but she was a little hiding from me. She should be angry that I had explained to her during the time I was in Country D with Cheng Jia before."

“What does it explain?”

Mo Jingteng was completely restrained by Mo Xiuchen's words and asked instinctively.

Mo Xiuchen chuckled, "I didn't explain that I had anything to do with Cheng Jia before. Cheng Jia seemed to have said a lot of nonsense to Ranran, which made Ranran misunderstand me. When she saw me, she ignored me."

Speaking of this, Mo Xiuchen curled his smile, and his handsome face turned gloomy in an instant. Not only did his eyes burst out with coldness, but his voice was also angry: "That bitch Cheng Jia is really hateful. She not only deceives Ranran, but also provokes the relationship between us father and son."

"What?"

Mo Jingteng was fainted by Mo Xiuchen's words. The first sentence was still talking about Wen Ran, and the next sentence mentioned Cheng Jia.

"Dad, wait a moment, I'll give you something."

Mo Xiuchen said coldly, got up, walked to the bed, opened the drawer of the small table at the bed, took out a recording pen from it and returned to the sofa, and handed it to Mo Jingteng, "Dad, the recording here was spoken by Cheng Jia in person when he was drunk."

A ominous premonition suddenly arose in Mo Jingteng's heart.

His face changed. He took the recorder and did not press the switch immediately. Instead, he looked at Mo Xiuchen, "Did you record it?"

He knew that Mo Xiuchen would definitely investigate his past, but he did not expect that he could get Cheng Jia's recording so quickly. The woman thought she was smart, but she was actually stupid and had no use except to betray her body.

Mo Jingteng always knew that Cheng Jia was no match for Mo Xiuchen. His son was smart and courageous and cruel, and his methods were very similar to him.

Mo Xiuchen leaned into the sofa and crossed his legs casually. The cold air on his body dissipated a lot. At this moment, there was a three-point lazy feeling, "Yeah!"

Mo Jingteng's face changed color again.

The emotions in his heart were gradually reflected on the old face full of vicissitudes and wrinkles. He lowered his eyes. After a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind before recording.

The recording has been edited, only a few words Cheng Jia said, except for no one's voice. However, after hearing those words, Mo Jingteng's old face turned blue and green, and the color changed, which was so exciting.

Mo Xiuchen didn't speak, with a cold curve on the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked indifferently at Mo Jingteng's face. After waiting for a full minute, Mo Jingteng, who was sitting opposite him, cursed angrily: "This bitch Cheng Jia, dares to sow discord like this, cough..."

He coughed twice, suddenly he couldn't breathe in his chest, and his breathing became difficult. He stroked his heart with pain with one hand, shouting hard in his mouth: "Medical... Xiuchen... Give it to me..."

Mo Xiuchen's eyes turned cold. The next moment, his tall body stood up from the sofa, took two steps to him, supported him, and asked with concern: "Dad, what's wrong with you?"

"I……"

Mo Jingteng looked up at Mo Xiuchen and touched his pocket with one hand in a panic and unconscious manner. However, before his hand could touch the medicine, he didn't say a word, and then closed his eyes and fainted.

Mo Xiuchen looked at Mo Jingteng who fainted on the sofa, sneered and said disdainfully: "It's all about to die, and he's still so vicious. This time, I'll save you first. I'll faint next time, and I'll die just by myself, so that you can't just want to harm people."
Chapter completed!