"You might as well say it. Maybe I can help you find out the handle in their hands. If they don't threaten you in the future, you can completely leave the Su family. Do you still have half a cent to do with the life and death of the Su family?"
"You think you want the Su family to die soon. Why force yourself to die like this?"
"You always say that Fang is always forcing you. In fact, you are forcing yourself. If you don't care about that thing or the handle, who can threaten and control you?"
"Don't you have any evidence of murder and arson in their hands?" Shao Mokang seems to have suddenly thought of something. He stares big eyes and asks in shock.
"If that's the case, no one can save you. I think it's better for you to turn yourself in to the police station and make a good change than being threatened and bullied by the Su family."
"If Mr. Fang really let go, wouldn't it be cheaper for the Su family to buy the best products?" Shao Mokang earnestly advised, but Su wennuan didn't listen to a word.
The "handle" in their hands is her child. That's her life. How can she not care and give up?
If there was any evidence of murder and arson, she would really turn herself in, even if she died in prison, rather than watching those bitches free.
But the fact is not as simple as they imagined. Who can understand her grievances and sufferings?
Shao Mokang looked at him, Balabala said for most of the day, but the ice beauty in front of him didn't listen to a word, ignored him and didn't retort, just like he was the air.
A man turned his mouth and looked like his baby was wronged
"Well, I really can't help you. If you want to freeze, you can continue to freeze. Anyway, it's not me who is distressed." Shao Mokang looked at the position of Fang mujin's office window and shrugged, saying that the baby was helpless.
He walked a few steps, suddenly received Fang mujin's phone call, that person just a simple word to hang up the phone.
Big boss said: don't come back if you can't drive her away.
Shao Mokang can't help throwing a look of resentment at someone's office. Is this the rhythm of freezing to death?
"Well, these two men are killing me, but who did I invite to offend?"
He trembled and the snow foam on his umbrella broke back. He said with a serious face: "Miss Su, I'll help you if you insist on it, but it depends on your luck if you can seize the chance tomorrow."
When Su wennuan heard him say this, she turned her neck like a popsicle and looked at Shao Mokang. A ray of hope flashed in her dead eyes.
"Tomorrow is president Fang's birthday. You can prepare a gift for him personally. Maybe everything will be settled as soon as he is happy."
"By the way, he likes sweet food but not spicy food, he likes black and white, doesn't like colorful colors, likes sports and reading, doesn't like watching brain damaged Xiaobai opera, likes quiet, doesn't like noise, likes traveling, doesn't like staying at home, likes children, doesn't like loneliness... Well, that's about it. I'll tell you the rest when I think of it."
"Instead of waiting here, you'd better prepare a birthday present that everyone likes. Although he's poor, he has money left and he doesn't lack any gifts, but people don't have too much warmth and care."
"Do you think I have a point?" Shao Mokang asked seriously, looking forward to Su wennuan's response.
Su wennuan asked: "that is to say, I can hand over the gift to him tomorrow. Can I see him?"
"Is he willing to see me?" This is the focus of Su wennuan's concern.
"Er... It depends on your luck whether you can meet Mr. Fang. It's difficult for you to hand over the gift to Mr. Fang. But I can take a message with the front desk staff tomorrow to help them hand over the gift to Mr. Fang. If he likes your gift, he may be willing to see you."
"Also, remember to dress more beautiful tomorrow. Men still like beautiful women. Popsicles like you will only freeze people or scare them away." Shao Mokang looked up and down Su wennuan by the way. Then he couldn't help shivering. This kind of "ice beauty" looks cold, especially in the cold winter months.
Su wennuan was in a daze for a while, and finally said, "thank you. I will remember your kindness."
"Cough, don't remember your kindness. Just ask you two to make up quickly. Don't make such a fuss. I'll thank God."
Su wennuan nodded apologetically, then turned around stiffly, but he didn't want his legs and feet to freeze. He moved a little bit, and even threw himself face down on the ground, then smashed the thick snow into a big human shape.
Shao Mokang hurriedly helped her up and asked anxiously, "how about it? Does it hurt? Is it serious? "
Su wennuan's pale face shook his head and said, "it's OK. I've been standing for a long time. My legs are numb. I'll be fine in a moment."
"Well, it's probably frozen out. You'll suffer when you get old like this."
"Forget it, I'll help you to get on the bus. You can go home and have a good rest before you think about preparing gifts. Otherwise, you can't take care of yourself and don't talk about gifts. It's more realistic to think about who can take care of you in the future."
"Well, thank you."
Shao Mokang stopped a car by the side of the road, and carefully helped Su Nuan to the car. Then he watched the car leave, and then turned into the company building.
"Mr. Fang, I'm seeing you off."
Fang mujin's head is not very good, just a faint hum, as if he doesn't care at all. In fact, only he knows that when Su wennuan falls down, his heart trembles. He wants to rush down and hold her in his arms and scold her. Is it really fatal to make such a fool of her?
Shao Mokang looks at Fang mujin's indifference, then quietly closes the door and leaves.
"Wait a minute." Fang mujin suddenly opened her mouth.
"Mr. Fang, you have orders." Shao Mokang opened the door again, poked his head in and asked curiously.
"How did you do what you were asked to do that day?"
"Yes? Yes? What day? " Shao Mokang is a little confused. It seems that he has never forgotten what he ordered. He should have dealt with all the affairs of the company, and there should be no omission, right?
"Not only do you have poor hearing, but also your memory is getting worse and worse. It seems necessary to give you a long holiday." Fang mujin said calmly while she was busy with her work.
Listening? A long vacation?
Oh, he remembered that Mr. Fang told him to break Su Baobao's right foot. He thought Mr. Fang was just talking, but he didn't expect to be serious this time.