Chapter 554： Young Master's guess is true

Chapter 554 Young Master Guessed True

"Xiu Chen, did you blame me for finding Zixuan back?"

At the beginning, Mo Jingteng retrieved Mo Zixuan, who had been expelled from his home, and asked him to go to work again at the company, not only to contain Mo Xiuchen, but also to deal with Xiao Wenqing and Wu Tianyi.

He has been in the mall for decades, and he is shrewd like an old fox. When a construction site accident happened, he keenly smelled something unusual. He guessed it might have something to do with Xiao Wenqing.

He didn't really want Mo Zixuan to replace Mo Xiuchen, because he knew better than anyone that Mo Xiuchen was a hundred times better than Mo Zixuan.

MS Group is his life's hard work. The company can develop into a leading enterprise in G City and make Mojia the No. 1 rich man in G City. He has used many unsound methods...

"Xiu Chen, I asked Zixuan to come back, not to let him grab your position, I was to deal with Wu Tianyi and Xiao Wenqing."

Having said this, Mo Jingteng sighed heavily. I don't know if he was really self-blaming or feigning. His voice was filled with deep apology and self-blame. It seemed that he was ten years old all of a sudden: "I know, these years , You have always hated me. Back then, I was so obsessed with my heart that I was confused by Xiao Wenqing, not only caused your mother to jump off the building, but also almost killed you."

On the sofa, Mo Xiuchen looked very cold and indifferent. Whether it was Mo Jingteng's self-blame or his confession, it seemed that he had nothing to do with him, as if he was listening to other people's affairs.

Only the cynicism at the corner of his mouth, and he never restrained it.

"Xiu Chen, these years, I have always wanted to make up for you. Although you don’t appreciate it, I have not forgotten the responsibility of a father. I let you join the company not because you are a genius in business, but because, You are the son of my Mo Jingteng and the eldest son of the Mo family. From the day you joined the company, I have thought about it and handed over the company to you in the future..."

The more Mo Jingteng said, the more excited he became, and the more guilty he was. The words and sentences did not resemble the ruthlessness and strength of the past, but the attitude of a benevolent father to his son.

Unfortunately, Mo Xiuchen was not moved by this.

It is not so much that he said these words too late, it is better to say what he said, Mo Xiuchen didn't believe it at all. At that time, he let him join the company, not because of his business acumen?

He even said, I have been trying to make up all these years?

Haha, it’s ridiculous. If he wanted to make up for it, how could he open one eye and close the other, Ren Xiao Wenqing repeatedly harmed him and tried to kill him.

If he wanted to make up, how could the family of three live happily in Mozhai, leaving him to fend for himself?

If he wanted to make up, how could he drug his wife...

"Have you finished?"

Mo Xiuchen's thin lips are pursing a cold arc, his voice is cold and indifferent, and there is a faint impatience.

"Xiu Chen, I'm finished."

Mo Jingteng has been strong for a lifetime. He rarely let go of his majesty in front of Mo Xiuchen, just playing the role of a father, with a gentle voice, with a hint of helplessness and sadness.

"Tomorrow you remember to go to the company, I will submit my resignation at the shareholders meeting."

Mo Xiuchen finished speaking, and hung up.

**

This night, Wen Ran lay on the bed, turning over and over without sleep.

Although sleeping on a familiar big bed, beside him, there is no familiar, warm and broad chest, no clear and mature breath of that person, no hug from him, and no arm as a pillow.

Wen Ran was shrouded in boundless loneliness and sadness. However, the scenes of love and happiness between her and Mo Xiuchen were played before her eyes.

In her heart, she split into two selves, the one who loves Mo Xiuchen deeply, even if it is dead, she does not want to leave him. The other was very sensible and indifferent. He felt that he shouldn't drag on like this anymore and should leave immediately.

The two quarreled and fought each other all night, which made her almost schizophrenic.

It wasn't until dawn that she went to sleep exhaustedly. When she woke up, the sun was shining outside the window, and a beam of golden light projected from the corner of the curtain, hitting the wallpaper next to her bed.

Wen Ran yawned, raised her hand, gently rubbed her eyes, then turned her head, picked up the phone on the bedside table, and when she saw the time on the screen, she frowned slightly.

I actually slept so late, it's already ten o'clock.

She washed, and went downstairs. Mother Zhang came out of the kitchen with an apron on her body. When she saw her, Madam Zhang immediately said with a smile: "Grandma, you just woke up. I have already prepared breakfast for you. Go upstairs and see if you are awake!"

Wen Ran blinked slightly in surprise. It may be the reason for crying last night. The eyes are a bit astringent, but a gentle touch of her delicate eyebrows floated: "Mother Zhang, why are you making breakfast now?"

At this point, it shouldn’t be time to make breakfast, but to prepare, it’s also time to prepare lunch ingredients.

Seeing her astonishment, the smile on her face became brighter and brighter, she explained briskly: "In the morning, the young master said that you are not awake. Let me make breakfast for you later. At about ten o'clock, no I thought, the eldest master guessed really accurately."

Unbeknownst to Zhang’s mother, she did not know that she and Mo Xiuchen slept in a separate room last night. Mo Xiuchen did not show it. Therefore, when he said in the morning, she thought it was theirs last night, Wen Ran was too tired. Up.

At this moment, when she said these words, looking at Wen Ran's eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little ambiguous.

Wen Ran's eyes flashed, and the hand on her side couldn't help but grasped, she felt as if she had knocked over the condiment bottle in her heart.

Last night, Mo Xiuchen was so angry that he even slept in the guest room all night.

Unexpectedly, he was so subtle and considerate, and told Zhang’s mother to make her breakfast later.

Can he not be so good to herself, so good that she can’t breathe as long as she thinks about leaving him.

"Grandma, you sit down first, and I will bring you breakfast." Madam Zhang said with a smile, and then turned back to the kitchen.

Wen Ran sat at the dining table alone, eating breakfast alone. It was a delicious breakfast, but she lost the taste because of her mood.

"Grandma, isn't it delicious?"

When Zhang Ma’s voice rang behind her, Wen Ran was taken aback. Her body trembled, and she suddenly raised her head. Seeing Zhang Ma standing aside, the expression on her face was frightened and confused.

"Grandma, did I scare you?"

Ma Zhang saw this and immediately asked apologetically. Wen Ran pulled the corner of his mouth far-fetched, and was about to say something, but the phone rang suddenly.

She put down the spoon, took the phone with one hand, and wiped her mouth with a tissue.

When she saw the caller ID, her wiping action was slightly stagnant, and her red lips were also gently pursed.

Mama Zhang, who was standing next to her, leaned forward, and when she saw the incoming call on the screen, she smiled and threw the sentence "Grandma, I won't bother you to answer the phone." Then she quickly left the restaurant.

(End of this chapter)