Chi Huan looks at Demi, whose expression is obviously not willing, or goes over her, directly to moshiqian, and looks down at his outstretched hand with his lips, a little hesitant --
have they had a showdown with their elders?
She slowly raised her hand to put it on.
"Pa" a, abrupt and sharp, Chi Huan almost subconsciously to hand back.
But before she could get back a point, the man had already held her hand.
Xia Lao has already stood up from the sofa. Just now, he slammed the tea cup on the ground. He is a person who has been in a high position for many years. Although he can't compare with Lawrence, he is not angry, but if she is a normal little girl, she will be scared to say nothing.
It's just that Chi Huan's hand is held by a man, but it doesn't shake very much.
Xia Lao pointed to Mo Shiqian with one hand, and his whole body was full of awe inspiring anger. He roared, "sion, don't think you're the president of cloud sur. You can ignore our Xia family. Don't forget that all you have now is your brother's. I'll tell you to deal with this woman cleanly!"
He said coldly, "I heard that Mo Shichen died and came back to life. With Wenyi's position and Wenjia's weight in the board of directors, you'd better carry it clearly."
"We've already divorced."
A very calm sentence, and this is full of smoke atmosphere is particularly out of line.
Chi Huan is stunned and looks at the voice of Begonia.
She sat alone in a sofa, tired, cool, quiet, eyes dark, like a dead lake.
Mo Shiqian plays with Chi Huan's fingers, droops his eyelids, looks indifferent and indifferent. There is no unexpected reaction. Obviously, he has already guessed this situation.
Demi's mouth grew up in surprise, just like unbelievable.
The most shaken is Xia Lao. His eyes are staring to the extreme, and his voice is dumb at the end. "What do you say?"
Xia Tangtang raised his head and repeated calmly. His voice was soft and cool. "Sion and I have been divorced for a long time."
Xia Lao stares at her, and suddenly strides over.
"Pa" a loud slap on the hard fan past.
It was such a slap with all his strength that Chi Huan, who was watching it, was so frightened that he could not fan his daughter like a father.
Even the irresponsible father like Chi an, even when Chi Huan was the most rebellious and rebellious in her adolescence, never beat her like this.
"Nonsense!"
Begonia Tang's face was fan to one side, soon red and swollen up.
But even so, there was no obvious mood fluctuation on her face, no resentment or grievance, and even no blink.
She raised her hand to touch her fan half face, and even her lips laughed. Her voice remained cool. "I've not contributed to the company like Wenyi, nor to the Lawrence family in these years, so I don't want to share my children's property."
Xiatangtang smiled softly and looked up at his angry father. There was a sense of revenge and pleasure in the bottom of his eyes. "I didn't want half of the money, real estate, car property, or the shares of cloud sur."
Xia Lao's anger soared to another state, his breath was too fast to be rhythmic, and he had to be slapped hard.
Xiatangtang opened his eyes and saw that the bottom of his eyes was cold and desolate. He watched the palm fall again and did not move.
But in the end, the slap didn't come down.
Because Mo Shiqian has flashed past and cut off Xia Lao's hand.
He said lightly, "enough, Xia Dong, you're angry again. Tang Tang, as a 27 year old adult, has the right to decide his own marriage. Besides, his daughter doesn't teach that."
Xia Dong's mood is in a rage. He is about to get rid of moshiqian's hand. But when he is old, how can his strength be the opponent of a 30-year-old man.
After several times of exertion, he wanted to withdraw his hand angrily. As a result, Mo Shiqian took two steps back and almost fell down.
After standing firm, he reached out his hand and pointed to a tall and handsome man in front of him. "My daughter married you for five years, spent five years of youth on you, and gave birth to a child for you. You raised a woman outside and forced her to divorce. What kind of man are you?" he said
At last, Xia Tangtang stood up from the sofa, and her lips raised a smile that seemed to be nothing. "Dad, what are you doing so angrily? The benefits that Xia family got from the cloud sur these years are enough to support several Xia Tangtang. It's no less than that I married Jin sichen. I didn't take a penny from my family after marriage, and it will be the same in the future. My father raised my daughter without any loss No? "
Xia Laoqi was so angry that he didn't come along. "This man was chosen by you. I knew you would marry Sishen when you were obedient to me.""Since this marriage is my own choice, I can end it by myself today. Originally, considering the relationship between Lawrence family and Xia family, we agreed not to announce it when it was necessary --"
she smiled slightly, and her tone was always calm. "But now that sion has miss Chi, it's not easy to teach people to bear the accusation of Xiao San, let alone Xiao mango No, there is nothing in the world more important to me than my daughter. "
She said, straight from the two people, came to the silence of Chi Huan.
Her voice is as plain as water, but one half of her face is red and swollen, and the other half is pale, which makes her very embarrassed. "Miss Chi, I know you have Jin Sihan's phone number It's popular that it will take time to find his place. Can you try to contact him for me? "
At the end of the day, the fragility behind her calmness shows a trace.
Chi Huan looks into her eyes for a few seconds.
She opened her mouth and said after a while, "I called him today I heard the voice of little mango, but he would not take it if I played again later. "
"What else did he say?"
"Chi Huan thought for a moment," he said Tell him the result of the kidnapping investigation. "
Static static, Xia Tangtang said, "then please fight another one."
Chi Huan looks at her, looks at Mo Shiqian not far away from her eyes, nods and looks down at her mobile phone.
Demi steps up. "Cousin, how can you believe her..."
Xia Tangtang turned his head, and his gentle face was cold. His eyes were more like ice. "Shut up."