Chapter 187： The word brother is too ironic

Chapter 187 The word brother is too ironic

Mo Xiuchen's eyes flashed with surprise, and he frowned and looked at Mo Zixuan: "When did he say that?"

Next to   , Wen Ran held the phone that dialed in one hand and was waiting to be answered. Looking at them with a puzzled look, Mo Zixuan pursed his lips and replied: "Just now, when you were interviewed by the reporter."

"Of course, after you call, go to the office and wait for me. I will come as soon as I go."

Mo Xiuchen condensed his eyebrows for a moment, exhorted Wen Ran, and walked away. Mo Zixuan looked at Wen Ran, and then left with Mo Xiuchen.

Just now, after opening the board of directors, it was announced that all the affairs of the group will be handled by Mo Xiuchen. He retired completely. No matter what, Mo Jingteng was so tired that a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead. After the press conference, Mo Xiuchen was left with Two people attended with Wen Ran.

"Did he say where to travel?"

Mo Xiuchen's voice was so indifferent that no emotions could be heard. Even if Mo Jingteng gave him the group, he would not forgive him for hurting Wen Ran in the first place.

He asked whether Mo Jingteng said where to travel, not who he was going with.

Mo Zixuan will come to him in a hurry. That means that Mo Jingteng will definitely not bring Xiao Wenqing with him when he travels. In just two minutes before he walked to the lounge, Mo Xiuchen had already flashed many speculations. .

The biggest doubt is that the old man is really abnormal recently.

Not to mention that he hurriedly handed over the company to him, but that his attitude towards Xiao Wenqing made him puzzled. With Mo Jingteng’s fascination with Xiao Wenqing, even in the company’s major issues, he did not ask her. He must have discussed with her about the opinions of life.

If you go on a trip, you won’t leave her behind.

The name ‘Wu Tianyi’ suddenly flashed in his mind, and a gleam of light flashed in the depths of his eyes. It's hard to say, Xiao Wenqing’s Wu Tianyi, there is really something shameful about Wu Tianyi.

It happened again, did Mo Jingteng know about it?

"Xiu Chen, why are you standing here?"

Mo Xiuchen was engrossed by accident. He walked outside the lounge and forgot to raise his hand and knock on the door. It happened that Mo Jingteng came out from the inside and saw him, a trace of surprise flashed across his face.

Behind him, Xiao Wenqing stood in front of the sofa with a pale face. I don't know what the two had just talked about.

Mo Xiuchen collected his thoughts, and his expression returned to his usual indifference. He said coldly: "Someone came to me and said that you are going to travel regardless of your body. Is this true?"

Mo Zixuan frowned behind him, dissatisfied that Mo Xiuchen called him someone, but he was obstructed by Mo Jingteng and did not speak.

In the lounge, Xiao Wenqing's face changed slightly, a trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes, and he quickly returned to normal.

Mo Jingteng nodded, glanced at Mo Zixuan behind him, and naturally knew that the person Mo Xiuchen was talking about was him.

"Yes, I plan to travel."

He spoke very calmly, spoke slowly, and between his eyebrows, there was a faint fatigue, "I am relieved that the company will hand it over to you. No matter what happened before, Zixuan is your brother. You two, you must work together. To hold the company."

"go by yourself?"

Mo Xiuchen didn't like to hear him say this, and he didn't like him getting involved with Mo Zixuan. He was him and Mo Zixuan was Mo Zixuan. Even if he had the same surname, he would not admit that Mo Zixuan was. His brother.

The word   brother is too ironic.

If it weren't for his brother, how could his mother jump off the building and die, or take psychedelic drugs!

Seeing his indifferent expression, Mo Jingteng felt a little self-blame in his heart, knowing that it would be useless to say anything else, so he didn't continue to say, "Yes, I will go by myself."

"Dad, you are not in good health and you are going out alone. We are not at ease. If you really want to go out and relax, let my mother follow you."

Mo Jingteng snorted coldly and said, "She? She is too busy to have time."

"Mom?"

Mo Zixuan's face changed, and he looked at Xiao Wenqing with doubts and questions. What's wrong with her, has she quarreled with her father because of Mo Xiuchen?

Xiao Wenqing ignored Mo Zixuan, stepped forward, walked to Mo Jingteng's side, pursed her lips, and said gently: "Jingteng, why don't you push the schedule back for a few days and wait for us to give Zixuan and Zhou Lin has a wedding, go again."

"Mom, what wedding?"

Mo Zixuan was shocked, his voice suddenly increased by several decibels.

Mo Xiuchen had a sharp slit in his eyes. How could Xiao Wenqing hold the wedding ceremony for Mo Zixuan and Zhou Lin at this time?

What a fun!

He doesn’t believe that Zhou Mingfu was arrested, will Xiao Wenqing not know? In her style, when Zhou Mingfu was at the end of her life, it would be nice not to let Zhou Lin hit her child and get out of the ink house. How could it be possible to get the wedding ahead of schedule.

It seems that the dirty things between her and Zhou Mingfu are really more than one thing.

Xiao Wenqing avoided Mo Zixuan's eyes a little bit, lowered her head and prevented Mo Xiuchen from observing her expression. She said calmly, "Zhou Lin told me a few days ago that she wants to get the wedding in advance. She is afraid that by the end of the year When the belly grows up, I can’t wear a wedding dress. If the wedding is held at that time, it’s easy to tire the fetus."

"I disagree!"

Mo Zixuan refused.

Before, he promised to marry Zhou Lin because of the double pressure of his parents. Later, in order to prevent Zhou Lin from continuing to investigate Wen Ran's life experience, he also promised her and was willing to accept her.

But, just ten minutes ago, he saw the news that Zhou Mingfu almost kidnapped Wen Ran last night. His heart burned with anger and he wanted to beat Zhou Mingfu severely.

How could it be possible to marry his daughter in advance!

"Well, this time, I also support Zixuan's idea."

Rarely, Mo Jingteng actually supported his son, instead of forcing her to hold the wedding ahead of schedule like Xiao Wenqing, and let Zhou Lin pass the door.

A hint of surprise flashed in Mo Zixuan's eyes, and he looked at Mo Jingteng with excitement: "Dad, thank you for supporting me. Before, I promised to marry Zhou Lin because I thought she was pregnant with my child, although I was designed by others. Yes, but I also recognized it, but now that the news has been broadcast, Zhou Mingfu's various crimes, and his daughter raised by a man of misconduct, must be no better."

"I now doubt that the person who designed me that night also had Zhou Lin!"

"Zixuan, what nonsense are you talking about, Zhou Lin is also a victim, how could she design you, she just loves you too much."

Xiao Wenqing explained eagerly, arousing Mo Zixuan’s suspicious look: "Mom, you just said to doubt Zhou Lin, what are you doing so excited?"

"I, I'm not afraid that you will always insist on Wen Ran and refuse to come out of that relationship. Even if you and Zhou Lin were designed to come together at the beginning, you should let go of the past and try to see her. It’s good. Just like your brother and Wen Ran, when they got married, they didn’t love each other, but now, don’t they live happily?"

(End of this chapter)