Since the death of the first son of the Mo family, they have been fighting openly and secretly for many years. Mo Chenghua has used countless dirty tricks, which he can ignore as long as he does not touch his bottom line.
But now, indeed, Mo Chenghua has already torn his face with him, regardless of the last trace of brotherhood, to the beginning of the day and the children in his stomach as a threat to give up his seat.
Mo Yu was as cold as water. Looking at Mo Chenghua's indifferent face, his mother's words with him appeared in his mind. He knew that the last thing she wanted was to bear the pain of losing his close relatives. He did not want their brothers to become enemies. He hoped that they could support each other and keep the family business of the Mo family.
He knew that he could bear his resentment. He tolerated his behavior again and again. He was not willing to let his mother see the scene of hand foot mutilation. Moreover, his mother is now old and her body is not as good as before. If she is hit, how can she bear it.
"What's right and what's wrong, I'm making a deal with you now. As long as you sign this transfer contract, then I can guarantee the safety of their mother and son. If you want to keep all this, then everything will be over."
Mo Chenghua knows that he wants to delay time now, so he has to let Mo Yuhan make a decision as soon as possible. He is also gambling because he is also worried that if Mo Yuhan is really cruel, he would rather give up his wife and children than give up the Mo group.
"Why are you so sure that I will give up all my efforts for a woman? My second brother is also very clear. She just married me to be my wife just for the sake of joy. Even though she is pregnant with my child, there are so many women who want to give birth to me... "
Mo Yuhan's eyes are so cold that people are scared. When Mo Chenghua listens to his words, his heart is very tight, but he doesn't believe that Mo Yuhan can be so cold and heartless.
"You are by no means such a person. What you are saying is just your irony." Mo Chenghua eyes gradually deep, staring at Mo Yuhan's tight face, but it is difficult to see through him.
After so many years of hard work in shopping malls, his mind has long been hard to figure out. It is hard to distinguish whether his words are true or not. Because his eyes and aura have become a kind of practice. As long as he says something, he will be able to convince people of his composure and determination, and can not help convincing people.
"What do you think I am?" Mo Yu Han's lips slant up, his deep eyes seem to be covered with a layer of gray, and his words seem to have some slight mockery of Mo Chenghua.
"I don't want to know what kind of person you are, but since you say you have no feelings for her, then I will solve the problem for you. To me, it is just a matter of words."
Mo Chenghua didn't want to waste time with Mo Yuhan like this. No matter whether he was sincere or insincere in the beginning of the time, it was always two lives. He would never really watch their mother and son have an accident.
Seeing Mo Chenghua together, Mo Yuhan's eyes were suddenly covered with bloodstains. Even though he seemed calm and calm on the surface, his blue veins on his hand had already exposed his inner mania.
"For the second brother, it's really just a matter of words. After all, in order to take over the affairs of the group smoothly, even the lives of relatives can be regarded as grass roots, not to mention those who are not related by blood." Mo Yuhan suddenly spits out a word coldly. Mo Chenghua turns around and looks at his eyes.
Mo Yuhan's deep and cold eyes are like thick green. Mo Chenghua looks at his eyes like he is gazing at the abyss. Suddenly, he feels a cold wind blowing all over his body. He feels that he has never felt as insecure as he is now, and seems to have been seen through.
"What do you know?" Mo Chenghua looked at him. There was something wrong with his words. What did he know or speculate.
"No excuse is enough to satisfy one's selfish desires. Do you really think that nobody knows what happened then?"
He looked at him quietly like a calm lake, deep and quiet. Mo Chenghua turned his head, did not look at him, calmed down, and the thought that had just flashed by disappeared.
Step by step, step by step, once there is a beginning, the heart is like opening a hole, with the growth of time and years, the hole is getting bigger and bigger, there is no possibility of going back.
"The big brother's death was just an accident." Mo Chenghua is not willing to let go, his tone is still indifferent.
For so many years, it has been an accident to the outside world, so long that even he thinks it is.
"The evidence tells me it's not."
Mo Chenghua thinks that what Mo Yuhan said is just speculation. After all, if Mo Yuhan really has evidence to prove that he did what he did, how could he wait until now? He does not believe that Mo Yuhan is really a soft hearted person. After seeing his means, can he tolerate it?
"I don't want to discuss with you what happened that year. The choice is in front of you. A minute later, if I see that there is no signature on it, then you have no choice."
Now, such a situation really makes Mo Yuhan feel awkward. His elder sister-in-law's children were persecuted for no reason. Even if he signed this contract this time, it would not guarantee the safety of the children in his stomach at the beginning of the day.At the beginning of this period of time, she already had deep feelings for her child. If there was any mistake, how much blow would it be for her?
He was careful to send someone to protect her, but he didn't expect this to happen directly in the school.
Mo Yuhan's eyes fell on the contract, Mo Chenghua saw that he had some hesitation, then said: "you still have the opportunity to start again, but if you are hesitant now, there will be no chance. Now there is not much time left for you."
Mo Chenghua pointed to the time on the watch, indicating that a minute has passed.
If Mo Yuhan can't make a decision, then they won't come back at the beginning of the day.
Even after the fall, he would never be able to make up for her guilt.
"I hope you keep your promise." Mo Yuhan's face was gloomy to the extreme, and his tall figure slowly sat down.
The pen in hand lay quietly, looking at the contract in black and white, as if years of hard work had been wasted.
Once a person has weakness, he becomes the most fatal weakness.
Mo Chenghua watched Mo Yuhan slowly pick up the pen, thinking that after so many years, he could finally usher in a brilliant moment.
No one knows how he came through all these years. No one knows how much he wants to own all of Morse group.
Those who achieve great things do not stick to small details. Behind no successful person is clean.
As long as you can be in power, how about using such despicable means?
Mo Chenghua's gaze at the tip of the pen is getting hotter and hotter. He feels a little suffocated when he sees the stroke on the paper.
But at this time, Mo Yuhan received the message that he was rescued at the beginning of the day