Chapter 2081： Shang (11)

Chapter 2081 Shang (Eleven)

"No, I don't need anyone's consent."

He knows very well that everyone is wiser than he is now.

Ask Shang Qiqi?

Ah.

If she could possibly agree, would he keep her in the house?

She is probably the most rational person right now.

She promised her grandfather back then, but now she has to worry about her grandfather's mood, she also has to worry about Han Jichi, where he puts Song Yunshu, and even the entire Shang family, Han family and Song family.

She thought of almost everything she should think of.

Does he even need to ask?

So he doesn't need anyone's consent.

He always wanted a result that satisfied him, and now it is.

He didn't want to see it at all, he watched him grow up little by little, cultivated flowers with his own hands, and was eventually poached by others.

No one will know how much energy he put into Shang Qiqi.

Why let him change hands to others.

Shang Yekun has no other emotions except chills and anger.

Since four years ago, his conversations with his son have been ineffective every time.

But even so, even before last night, he felt that he would definitely take the final measure.

Now, just a deeper disappointment.

After the    anger, he now only has a moment of weakness.

In the end, he trusted him so much before that he let go of him early, and he handed it all over to him early in the Shang family.

He was his only son.

Without him, who would he give to the big Shang family?

He successfully pinched his weakness.

Shang Qiqi looked at the old man who was calm and completely disappointed, and his heart ached.

"Uncle, can you calm down?"

Shang Qingmo didn't move, didn't look back at her, her voice sounded calm.

"Will you promise to stay with me if I calm down?"

Shang Qiqi paused for a moment, then said:

"You calm down and get back to your senses. I believe that this problem will not be your problem."

Everyone thinks he is doing something wrong, how could he not realize that he is so smart.

Shang Qingmo sneered, "Calm down? It turned out that I was too calm and rational, so I let things develop to where they are today."

"If you don't want to be willing to stay by my side, then you don't have to say anything. I only want one result I want, and I don't want to hear the rest."

Shang Qiqi has some experience of why Mr. Shang has become more and more intolerable to talk about things with Shang Qingmo in recent years.

Because we can't talk about it at all.

Shang Qingmo's cell phone had been vibrated for no time, but Shang Qiqi could hear it clearly beside him.

The mobile phone on Mr. Shang's body would also ring from time to time.

Maybe the incident at the reception last night has already reached the Song family, and now I am afraid that there is an explanation, or it has affected normal life.

After all, Shang Qingmo is in the media, and Song Yunshu will always receive attention.

Now the media will desperately hold on to anything when they smell something tricky, not to mention, last night it was more than just a tricky thing.

I don't know what's going on outside now.

"Uncle, please answer the phone first."

In this matter, he should appease Song Yunshu as soon as possible.

Just as her voice fell, Song Yunshu's figure appeared at the door.

She almost rushed in and saw several people standing in the living room at first glance.

She paused, then strode towards them, and finally stood in front of Shang Qingmo.

She raised her head and stared at him for a long time, then suddenly sneered.

"Shang Qingmo, I'm taking the initiative to stand in front of you now, are you still unwilling to give me an explanation?"

"I'm sorry about this morning."

His indifference made Song Yunshu bit his lip in embarrassment.

"What about the explanation?"

"Nothing to explain."

Song Yunshu didn't react to Shang Qingmo's answer, but put his eyes on Shang Qiqi.

"So, you agreed to marry because of her, and now you are going around in circles, do you want to break the engagement with me or because of her? Even... in the end, you can protect her without leaving me the last decency?"

Shang Qiqi, who was beside him, had a thick layer of astonishment on his face, "Bringing off the marriage?"

Seeing Shang Qiqi's reaction, Song Yunshu was suddenly dumbfounded. She reached out and stroked her forehead, took two steps in place, and turned to face Shang Qingmo.

"She doesn't know yet? Do you want to hide it for the rest of your life?"

Shang Qiqi suddenly thought of the "will handle" he said last night, and it turned out to be this way of handling.

divorced...

He just broke off the marriage regardless?

"Uncle, you..."

"It has nothing to do with you, don't ask more!"

"Why doesn't it have anything to do with her?" Song Yunshu suddenly said sternly, "Why should I live in her shadow in my life? She has been away for four years, and it would be as hard for me to even see you as if I didn't mean it last time. Said she was also in the hospital, did you not show up at all?"

"I told you before that we are just married and have no feelings. If you want, I will not object or prevent you from breaking off the marriage. I will accept anything at any time. You are always free."

"Then why did you suddenly announce your divorce in the end?"

Shang Qingmo frowned tightly, with an expression of impatience.

"I've said it very clearly, and finally I proposed to break off the marriage and took the initiative that has been left to you. I apologize. You can be dissatisfied or not accept it, but don't use your feelings to restrain me.

You should understand very well that even if you feel how wronged, innocent, and unbearable you are, I can't empathize, understand, or feel guilty, don't put your feelings in front of me and let me spoil ! "

Song Yunshu suddenly realized that he was humiliating himself.

Her feelings, to him, were disdain or even disgust.

So he always felt bound.

Some things she knew very well, even what they said at the beginning - don't covet each other's feelings.

But the same is true, the more she feels unwilling.

Why would a man who didn't love anyone in the past do such crazy things for another woman.

She was by his side for so many years?

What's wrong?

"Don't you claim to be self-interested and self-interested? Shang Qingmo, are you really crazy enough to not think about the consequences, or are you too conceited for doing this kind of thing today?"

Shang Qing Motan's black eyes moved imperceptibly.

"Song Yunshu, there's really no need for you to be serious with me at this time. You don't need to play your victim role too much."

Song Yun paused for a few seconds, then chuckled lightly.

"...Forget it, it's really ruining my feelings. But in this scene, Shang Qingmo, I won't play the role of a tool that can be used at any time, and thrown away when you don't need it. It's not without gain, but I won't be indifferent if you end it in this way. Even if it's just to earn face for myself, this matter won't pass so easily!"

After she finished speaking, her smiling eyes swept across Shang Qiqi coldly, turned around and bowed silently to the old man, and walked out of the villa with her feet raised.

The conversation between the two people was half-understood by those present.

It seems that in the original marriage, the two parties had other things they didn't know about in private.

Shang Yekun's face looked extremely bad, but he didn't bother to ask what Shang Qingmo was.

If you ask, it's a no-brainer.

He took a deep breath and looked at Shang Qiqi, "Qiqi, you go back with me first."

"No." Shang Qingmo stubbornly seemed to have eaten a weighing scale, turned his head to the housekeeper next to him and said, "Uncle Chen, take my dad home, I still have things to deal with next, Qiqi... Wait for the end of the matter. I'll take her back sooner or later."

Uncle Chen nodded again and again, feeling like he stepped forward to agree, "Master, Young Master is right, now there is a mess outside, it's not too late for you to give him some time to deal with things in peace and talk about Miss Qiqi."

He deliberately put an emphasis on the word "An Xin". In fact, he was reminding the old man that if Shang Qiqi was forcibly taken away, Shang Qingmo didn't know what else he would do?

Now appease him first, at least he has to save the situation for the Shang family.

Shang Yekun pursed his lips. He could understand the voice of the housekeeper. After thinking about it carefully, if he continued to spend ink with Shang Qing like this, nothing would change.

"Master, the young master is still injured, he has to go to the hospital as soon as possible."

The butler reminded again in a low voice, Old Master Shang's eyes moved, he snorted coldly, and walked towards the door without saying a word.

Shang Qiqi froze when he heard the housekeeper's last words.

Hurt?

So she just went downstairs and saw that his face was wrong, was he injured? ,

When the housekeeper finally closed the villa door, Shang Qingmo's tense body loosened, and he couldn't help staggering two steps.

"Uncle!"

Shang Qiqi was startled and quickly put his arm on him, but he couldn't bear the weight of his body. In the end, Shang Qingmo held the stair railing beside him and sat down on the steps.

His face was even paler than before, his eyebrows were tightly knitted, his forehead and cheeks were visible to the naked eye as the sweat continued to seep out.

Shang Qiqi crawled from the ground to his side in a panic, looked at him at a loss, his voice trembled, "Uncle, what's the matter with you?"

The servants hurriedly called the hospital.

"Is the hospital..."

"Don't go to the hospital!"

Shangqing interrupted the servant's words with a loud voice, and the heavy voice scared the servant to the point of throwing the phone out of his hand.

At this time, Shang Qiqi also saw the shocking stick mark on Shang Qingmo's neck, and his eyes shrank immediately.

With trembling hands, she tore off Shang Qingmo's tie and lifted his collar. Apart from the trace, she could vaguely see the bruises on his shoulders.

However, before she could take a closer look, her hand was held by Shang Qingmo.

She looked up at him and bumped into his deep, dark eyes.

"Grandpa beat you?"

Shang Qingmo looked at her red and worried eyes, gently pulled her lips, and lowered her head to her forehead.

Shang Qiqi froze in place.

"Well...he wants to take you away, I'm not allowed."

The warm breath sprayed on her face, and the low and soft voice was a little proud and mixed with grievance.

Shang Qiqi's eyelashes trembled, and sourness filled his chest.

"Go to the hospital." She turned her head slightly, avoided the intimacy between the two, and looked at the bewildered servant standing beside her, "Go to the hospital..."

"No." Shang Qingmo refused again, but seeing Shang Qiqi's worried expression, he added, "Let the doctor come here."

The servant nodded quickly.

Shang Qiqi also breathed a sigh of relief.

She always thought that Shang Qingmo's injuries were only on her neck and shoulders.

In the end, when the doctor said with a serious look that his left kneecap was broken, his right leg was congested, and both shoulders had injuries of varying severity, she couldn't help feeling distressed and shocked.

How could grandpa give such a heavy hand to his uncle?

And he, just to keep her from being taken away?

She closed her eyes in despair, why...

How things are going to get to where they are today?

Shang Qiqi was standing by the bed with Shang Qingmo holding her hand all the time. The hand that held her was so hard that her fingertips turned white.

Although he looked hurt, he still wouldn't let her go.

Until the doctor took care of his injury and walked out of the room door, he never let go of her.

Shang Qiqi looked at him absentmindedly. She guessed that he must not have slept well last night. Now that he relaxed a little, she saw the exhaustion in his eyes.

"Come up."

After an unknown amount of time, Shang Qingmo suddenly pulled her hand.

She pulled away from the silence, looking a little dazed.

Shang Qingmo moved to the side, making half of the bed for her.

Shang Qiqi didn't move, but Shang Qingmo said, "Do you want me to go down and hold you up?"

She pursed her lips and looked at him, "Uncle, it's not suitable for us..."

Shang Qingmo sat up without saying a word.

Shang Qiqi was shocked, "What are you doing?!"

"you come up."

“…”

Seeing that Shang Qingmo was really about to get out of bed, Shang Qiqi finally lay down slowly according to the words.

's slender body was almost hanging by the bedside. The distance she deliberately opened made Shang Qingmo unhappy. Looking at her back, he continued:

"Come in."

Shang Qiqi was silent for a while, but moved in slightly.

Later, he didn't say anything, just when Shang Qiqi thought he wouldn't do anything else, he suddenly posted to her.

's warm chest pressed against her back, his arms fell on her waist, and finally he tightened his strength slowly, he almost embedded her into his body.

He buried himself in her neck, his breath on her skin.

Her body suddenly tensed, and she heard his voice ringing in her ear.

"I need to sleep for a while, please don't go, eh?"

Shang Qiqi nervously grabbed the sheet under him and gave a soft "um".

There was no sound behind him for a while, and the sound of breathing in his ears gradually became deeper.

Shang Qiqi looked at the furnishings wherever she could see. She was more unfamiliar than familiar with this room.

Even four years ago, she seldom came to this room.

This is his own territory. I vaguely remember that when he was young, he rarely allowed her to enter or leave his room.

Occasionally, she also acts like a spoiled child, and for more than ten years, only a handful of them can be counted on one's fingers.

She had imagined such a scene countless times before, but she never dared to think about it again.

Unexpectedly, now she is also a dream come true.

However, the matter is too complicated, it is not something that will be resolved by her making a choice.

She did not expect that he would suddenly announce his divorce.

Even if she and Han Jichi really announced their engagement, would they really be able to break the current rumors?

Maybe the little uncle is right.

She should not come back.

Then... just pretend she never came back, is it alright?

A strong sense of suffocation suddenly surged in his chest.

After a long time, she took a deep breath and let it out slowly.

It was just such a breathing movement, the arm on the waist suddenly tightened a little bit, and a low hoarse voice came from the ear:

"doing what?"

Shang Qiqi was distressed by his constant vigilance, bit his lip hard, closed his eyes, turned around as if he was asleep, and buried his head in his arms.

Shang Qingmo raised her arms slightly, seeing her sleeping peacefully in his arms, her eyes moved slightly, and she lowered her arms to wrap her in his arms.

Acting under Shang Qingmo's eyes, Shang Qiqi was inevitably nervous.

However, before she knew it, she still fell asleep in Shang Qingmo's arms.

When she woke up, Shang Qingmo was no longer on the bed.

She sat up suddenly from the bed, went to the bathroom, bathroom and dressing room to look around, but no one was there.

opened the door and ran downstairs, the servant hurriedly greeted him.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

"Where's my uncle?"

The servant replied: "Sir is out, do you need lunch now?"

Shang Qiqi shook his head, "But he has injuries..."

"Probably the company is in a hurry."

Shang Qiqi paused.

Yes.

It must be very chaotic outside today, and everything is waiting for him to come forward to solve it.

But with such a serious injury on his body, how can he survive?

I don't know what grandpa will do there?

And the Song family.

And the Han family...

She glanced at the door subconsciously, and the servant hurriedly blocked her vision almost like a conditioned reflex.

"Miss, Mr. specially instructed you to rest at home after dinner..."

Shang Qiqi knew how he could let her out.

She narrowed her eyes, stayed silent for two seconds, then turned around and went to the restaurant, "Get me lunch first."

The maid breathed a sigh of relief.

*

Huachen TV Building was crowded with reporters from early in the morning.

Finally, Shang Qingmo came to wait around eleven o'clock.

Security immediately came up to protect Shang Qingmo and walked to the entrance of the TV building.

"Mr. Shang, did you unilaterally decide to announce your divorce this morning?"

"The Song family is said to be unaware of it. Why did you and Miss Song refuse to hold a wedding after four years of engagement? Why did you suddenly announce your divorce at this time?"

"Mr. Shang, it is said that you broke off the engagement because of your little niece, right? Is it also because of your little niece that you and Miss Song refused to hold a wedding after being engaged for four years?"

Shang Qingmo suddenly stopped, turned to look at the reporter who asked the last question, his eyes were serious.

The reporters swarming in front of him gradually quieted down, Qi Qi held the microphone and waited for Shang Qingmo to speak.

"My engagement and divorce are decisions made by me personally. Hold the pen in your hands, or you won't have to take it again."

This is obviously a threat.

The reporters were unwilling, they couldn't just give up on such a big news that everyone was paying attention to.

"Then Mr. Shang, can you please clarify your current relationship with your little niece?"

Shang Qing Mo's eyes were silent for a long time, and then slowly opened the mouth under the attention of everyone holding their breaths:

"She's not my niece."

The crowd was in an uproar.

This is tantamount to confessing his thoughts to the public.

Shang Qiqi is not his niece, so they can have a relationship between men and women.

(In 2022, I wish you all the best of luck, all the best, a happy family, good health and good health~)

(end of this chapter)