C1149

"Don't pretend to me. There will be no accidents in Singapore. How can there be any accidents at this juncture? You dare to say it's not behind your back."

"Mr. Mu looks up to me. I have so much ability to shake the foundation of the Mu family?" Murong sneers

Mu Zhenhua is silent, and his eyes are still tightly holding on to Mu Rong. He wants to see something unusual in him, but mu Rong is too calm, and he is not sure for a while.

"The company is not your business, but our passports, let alone have nothing to do with you."

"Don't you like to depend on me?" wooden face said casually? I hope you can live as long as you want. Maybe you can renew your passport. My father-in-law's family will still have a lot to do in city a in the future. It's estimated that this passport will not be available in three or two months. "

Mu Zhenhua's face was livid, and he said with gnashing teeth, "wooden face, you threaten me."

"How can anyone threaten the leader of your family? Next time, don't say I have no conscience. I'm here to keep you for good."

Qiang long can't beat the local tyrant. This is not mu Zhenhua's territory at all. He can't do anything. If the matter of losing his passport is in China, it's easy to solve.

But if in a city, Murong makes a little trip, it's really not easy.

Both father and son are silent, just stare.

When Cheng Qiao heard his son's voice, he came out to look for him without seeing anyone come in. What he saw was the confrontation between the two men.

Mu Zhenhua's face is black, and his hands are in his suit pants. His face is full of a smile, which is totally different from his previous composure.

Cheng Qiao has no time to say anything. Mu Zhenhua has turned her anger to her. "Cheng Qiao, do you know about this?"

"What do you know?" Cheng Qiao is confused.

"When you're all gone, you know how angry I am. Sooner or later, I'll be angry with you." Mu Zhenhua covers his chest.

"You are insane. I don't know what you are talking about. Murong, my mother cooked you a bowl of xiaotangyuan for dissolving wine. You can take a good hot bath before you go to sleep."

"OK, I'll go back to tangyuan." Wooden face hugs Cheng Qiao's shoulder.

Mu Zhenhua felt that he couldn't come at a breath and fell straight down. Fortunately, the housekeeper helped him in time.

"Master, wake up?" The housekeeper took a look at Mu Rong and Cheng Qiao and hurriedly carried Mu Zhenhua into the room.

Cheng Qiao's face suddenly turned bad. He said with some worry, "wooden face, will we play too much? Your father's health is not very good these years. The doctor said he can't be angry with him."

Murong patted her on the shoulder. "Mom, you go back first. I'll have a look. It's a critical moment. You can't be soft hearted. I'll take care of everything."

"But your father, he..." Cheng Qiao looks at the opposite door uneasily.

"Mom, there are not so many, but he still can't die. Why don't you think about how he treated you in the past? You can't stand his fainting. You must have died before you because he is so much older than you. You can see that earlier." Murmured wooden face.

Seeing his son's serious face, Cheng Qiao did not dare to say anything more. Finally, she got closer to his son. In fact, she was most afraid of quarreling with his son again and went back to the house uneasily.

Murong goes in. The housekeeper is giving Mu Zhenhua first aid. Mu Zhenhua is obviously responsive. There is no big problem. It's probably a fork.

"Big young master, why do you have to fight with the master? No matter what, he is your father. Now that something goes wrong in the company, he is in a hurry. You can't be angry with him any more."

"I have only one purpose."

"Young master." The housekeeper wanted to persuade again, but he didn't know how to.

The estrangement between the father and the son is not two days in a day, it can not be eliminated with a few words.

After ten minutes, Mu Zhenhua was fully conscious. He saw the face of the wood as soon as he opened his eyes, but he did not have Cheng Qiao's figure, so he was lost.

The housekeeper quickly poured water, helped him to sit up from the sofa and let him take the medicine.

"And your mother? Let her talk to me about things between us, you disappear in front of me. " Mu Zhenhua points to the door of the room, and really doesn't want to see him.

Murong knows that Cheng Qiao's disposition is somewhat soft. Facing her husband of several decades, she will inevitably be soft hearted. At that time, her brain will be confused and not get divorced. Maybe all he has done will be in vain.

"I won't give you another chance to fool my mother with rhetoric. You can't leave here or go back to Singapore without signing. We can go on like this and see who will support you until the end. You can make your own choice."

Murong hands the divorce agreement to Murong. Murong doesn't read it, but tears it to pieces and sprinkles it on Murong's body.

"Even if you tear it, I have many. If you tear one and another, you have to leave if you don't want to."

Mu Zhenhua tore one and put another in front of him.

Over and over again.

"Kimono, are you really going to kill me?" Mu Zhenhua's whole body was trembling. It was totally covered with wood.

Wooden face is always calm, "how can a person like you die? If my mother is so important to you, you won't be so kind to her for so many years. Put away your hypocritical face. You will only make me feel sick."

"You say your own father is disgusting, wooden face, and you should be careful."

"Dad." Murong suddenly looked at Mu Zhenhua seriously and called out a title that hasn't been called for more than ten years.

Mu Zhenhua's body vibrated and looked at the face of the wood incredibly. The voice suddenly softened, "what do you call me?"

He hadn't heard this son calling his father for many years. He didn't expect to hear it again, but when he forced him to divorce.

Hard and soft, this son has a long skill.

He really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. "Dad, if you really care about my mother a little bit, you can let her free. There are so many women around you, they will all around you. But my mother is different. She spent the first half of her life on you. She was a proud lady. She smoothed all the edges and corners for you. She turned against her father and became enemies with her son, but still failed to move you. She ate When are you going to hang her after all? "

"It's time for you to give her an account, and your best account is to let her find a man who loves her again. You two should be safe and live your own small life."

Mu Zhenhua still didn't respond, just holding the pen tightly.

"Wooden face, do you have to do this?"

"Yes, I want you to divorce. I want my mother to break away from you and start a new life." Mu Rong looks at Mu Zhenhua firmly.

"Wooden appearance."

"Sign it."

At last, I don't know how long the deadlock lasted. Mu Zhenhua finally signed his name and left the divorce agreement to Mu Rong.

"Thank you."

Murong picked up the agreement on the ground and walked out easily. Mu Zhenhua's eyes are scarlet, and his right hand behind him quivers gently.