C20

"I'm such a stalker, I want to follow you wherever you go. What exactly are you made of? Poppy is just as fascinating. "You are different from other women. I also thought that once you were refreshed, everything would go back to how it was before, but …" Murong Aotian felt that his tightly shut heart had traces of loosening. Even he himself was slightly astonished.

At that time, as he watched Su Wanbai being carried away by Jin Yichen, he felt as if all his internal organs were being fiercely pinched, kneaded and crushed by an invisible hand, and then thrown into the mixer to be grinded into mincemeat. That day, he sat in his room all day, not wanting to eat, not wanting to do anything at all, even the clear sky had turned gray.

"Are you leaving or not?" Su Wanbai was a little impatient.

Murong Aotian looked deeply at Su Wanbai, his eyes revealing an unfathomable emotion. Su Wanbai looked at him, puzzled, not knowing how to describe his feelings. Some day, much later, when he showed the same emotion again, she realized that it was an expression that only a child would have when they were sad.

When Murong Aotian left, his tall and big back looked deep and lonely.

She finally left, hoping that he would never come back. She didn't want to see him again.

When Murong Aotian arrived at Murong Group Headquarters in Los Angeles, a private plane was flying slowly on the roof.

Housekeeper Li sat beside Murong Aotian and felt waves of coldness hit him from behind. What happened to the young master? Wasn't he always in high and mighty spirits? But at this moment, his dense black eyelashes drooped down. Even his tightly pursed lips had lost their color.

"Young master, the old master has called several times, do you want to reply?" Housekeeper Li asked in a low voice.

"What did he say? That picture..." The old master was infuriated, saying that he wanted to … Housekeeper Li carefully thought of the appropriate wording.

"What do you want? Just say it! " Murong Aotian was a little agitated.

"If you want to remove your position as the CEO, Second Young Master will temporarily take over the group's work." Housekeeper Li finally finished what she wanted to say, and she let out a long breath.

Murong Aotian retracted his gaze from the window, his mouth revealing a ridiculing smile.

"Don't take the old geezer's threat too seriously!"

"Listening to the tone of the old master, I'm afraid it's …" Housekeeper Li was still very worried.

"I'm tired. I want to rest for a while." Murong Aotian leaned against the back of the chair, as if he was asleep yet he didn't seem to be there.

Housekeeper Li sighed continuously, his heart hanging in his throat.

Early in the morning, Old Master Murong was sitting in the living room waiting for the call. He gave Murong Aotian an ultimatum. If he did not give a suitable explanation for his sudden disappearance a few days ago, he would take back his position as the CEO. Fang Wenlan, who was gloating at his misfortune, and Second Young Master, who was unceasingly snoring, were sitting on a seat at the side. They were caught by the Old Master at six o'clock in the morning to wait together with him.

As time passed, Old Master Murong's gloomy face became even more gloomy.

Murong Aotian, you have grown up, your wings are stiff, you don't even listen to your own father's words anymore! Good boy, this time I want to see if you really don't put me in your eyes!

At 8: 59, Murong Aotian picked up the phone beside him, preparing to let his assistant gather the temporary board of directors.

"Hello, Eldest Young Master!" Good day, Housekeeper Li! " Servants who had been waiting at the entrance for a long time shouted in unison.

Old Master Murong's expression eased slightly. He coughed a few times and then calmly put the receiver back to its original position.

Murong Aotian walked towards his father with big steps. His cold expression did not seem like he was going home, but was instead like he was going to the execution ground. His ice-cold gaze swept across his father and Fang Wenlan's faces, and finally landed on his good-for-nothing little brother Murong Aojie.

Murong Aojie was unable to resist Master Zhou's summons and fell asleep while sitting. Like a chick pecking at rice, he rocked back and forth, from side to side. Hearing the soft snoring sound, Fang Wenlan immediately extended his foot and stepped on his son's leather shoes. In Murong Aotian's situation, how could his own son lose face!

"You still want more to drink? I'm almost at my limit! " Murong Aojie rubbed his sleepy eyes, and subconsciously touched the tea table, looking like he was looking for a wine cup.

Murong Aotian coldly snorted twice, and then casually sat in front of the mother and son pair, looking at Murong Aojie with a playful expression.

"Wake up!" Fang Wenlan was so angry that she splashed the cold tea on the table on her son's face.

Murong Aojie finally opened his eyes and wiped away the water that contained the few tea leaves left on his face. Only then did he clearly see who it was.

"Mom, why did you throw a tantrum at me?" Murong Aojie stomped his foot and acted like a child.

Fang Wenlan awkwardly smiled at the green faced old master, tugging at his son's sleeve and shaking him, giving him a look of silence. This was his precious son, and she had no other choice. If she did not make a scene, the Master would do it himself. At that time, it would not be as simple as cold tea.

"Our Murong Family and Jin Family have always been like water in a well. What's wrong with you this time? actually fought against the Second Young Master Jin for the sake of a baffling woman! " The Old Master Murong said in a stern voice.

Murong Aotian didn't have any expression, he didn't even look at his father.

"After all these years, the Four Great Families' situation has stabilized. If you do this, we will be completely isolated, and what will the outcome be? Have you thought about it? " Old Master Murong's eyes were bloodshot, and even his beard had stood on end.

"Are you done?" Murong Aotian slanted his eyes at his father as he reached out his hand to brush away the non-existent dust on his legs.

"You …" Old Master Murong felt that his prestige had been challenged, but couldn't find the right words to reply. It felt as if something was stuck in his throat, and he was in a dilemma.

"Jin Yichen has already broken up with that woman. Jin Family will not make us enemies!" Murong Aotian said lightly.

"You don't want to marry that woman, do you?" A cold glint flashed past Old Master Murong's eyes.

Murong Aotian laughed at the sky, his laughter reverberating within the empty Murong Mansion. Father's imagination was truly rich, whoever said that the woman he took a fancy to must definitely become a Young Mistress of Murong Family. She was just a little more attractive to him than other women, and the word "marriage" did not exist in his dictionary.

"I heard that Su Wanbai's hometown is M City, and that father is just a normal employee. For a girl from a small clan, how would she be fit to marry into our Jin Family? " Fang Wenlan, who could have died without speaking for three minutes, raised her voice in order to show that she existed.

"You used to be just a young miss at a nightclub, aren't you still trying to make a name for yourself at our Murong Family?" Murong Aotian lowered his head and rotated the thumb ring, his tone was as though he was discussing the weather today, as relaxed and natural.

"Is that how you speak to your elders?" Fang Wenlan never thought that Murong Aotian's attitude would be so vile, to the point of blushing from anger.

"Are you my elder? Or did you and my father get a marriage certificate, and I didn't know it? If that's the case, I'm willing to call you 'stepmother'! " Seeing that Fang Wenlan was so angry that she almost fainted, Murong Aotian's mood immediately improved, and she couldn't help but want to properly tease this shameless woman.

"Ao Tian, how can you say that?" Old Master Murong could not bear to watch any longer, and said with a gloomy face.

"Do you mean for me to respect her? I'm sorry, she's not worthy! " Murong Aotian suddenly stood up and left without looking back.

When his figure completely disappeared from the three's line of sight, Fang Wenlan realized that she had been humiliated. Just as Old Master Murong stood up, she rushed into his embrace and started crying.

"The child is here. Look, you're really …" Old Master Murong wanted to break free, but he was held tightly by Fang Wenlan and couldn't move at all.

Murong Aojie yawned as he stood up, stretched his body, then turned to leave.

"Your mother was bullied. You don't even dare to fart. Are you still my biological son?" Fang Wenlan sensed movement behind him and stomped her feet as she shouted.

"Bullying? Even I feel that Big Brother's words make sense! " Murong Aojie said with a bitter face.

Fang Wenlan stepped on the few centimeters of high heels, rushed over with her fastest speed, and grabbed her son's ear.

"Mom, it hurts! Let go, quick! " Murong Aojie staggered from the force, his teeth baring as he screamed out loud.

Old Master Murong felt that this mother and son pair were really noisy, so he slowly walked upstairs to the study room.

This time, his eldest son didn't return after 9, which could be considered as giving him face. But how perfunctory and sloppy was his face? Perhaps it was more appropriate to say that it was symbolic. If it wasn't for this kid's intelligence, how would he be willing to hand over all the power to him? If only he had not been so amorous back then, and given Ao Tian and his mother a little more family warmth, how could he have ended up in such a desolate situation?

Back then, when Fang Wenlan had brought her child to break into the Murong Family, he didn't have the intention of keeping them. It was just that after Murong Aotian took over the group business, he moved out his Murong Mansion. Fang Wenlan never spoke softly, maybe it was because of her clamor that filled this incomparably cold house. He was reluctant to part with such a lively atmosphere. When people get old, having company was the most precious thing.

As Murong Aotian walked out of the mansion, he couldn't help but turn around to take a glance.

This house was once filled with memories of him and his mother, but now, Fang Wenlan and that bastard had lived here for a long time, concealing even his mother's smell. He hated them, hated them to the bone. He hated his father even more, it was his father's youth that had made such a big mistake, his mother who would never be able to come back, and his relationship with his father who had become estranged from him because of the mother and son in the middle.

He had a father, but he was an orphan. He finally found Jin Mengyao, a girl that he loved but also loved very much. He originally thought that they would successfully marry and have children, and from then on, lead a happy and happy life. However, she died under his spear. His life was full of frustration, and behind his glory, there was nothing that he could lose.