Letting Loose After Marrying A Tycoon

Like stars holding the moon, Cheng Yanmo came to Mr. Cheng's bedside. Looking down at his father on the hospital bed, taking a long breath and reluctant to swallow it, Cheng Yanmo's expression was always calm and calm.

"dad."

Hearing his eldest son's voice, Cheng Zhanxiong struggled to open his eyes.

When he found that his eldest son was the only one beside the bed, but his younger son Cheng Ziang was not there, the light in Cheng Zhanxiong's eyes dimmed even more. "Where's Zi, Zi'ang?" Cheng Zhanxiong was so angry that he couldn't even pronounce Cheng Zi'ang's name clearly.

Cheng Yanmo did not answer his question, but looked sideways at the directors and shareholders standing in the ward.

Seeing Cheng Yanmo looking over, he knew that the father and son had something private to talk about, so everyone left the ward with a tacit understanding. Cheng Yanmo's entourage guarded the door of the ward, preventing others from approaching.

Cheng Yanmo dragged a chair over and placed it next to the bed. He sat down and pressed his tired temples before answering Cheng Zhanxiong's question: "Zi Ang is delayed by something and can't come."

There was phlegm in Cheng Zhanxiong's throat. He opened his mouth and made a sound of "ho ho", as if he was accusing Cheng Zi'ang of being unfilial.

Cheng Yanmo quietly looked at his father, who was still trying to show off his power before he died, with an expression of indifference, as if he was watching the painful struggle of a stranger.

Cheng Zhanxiong's excitement gradually calmed down, and his voice came out intermittently from under the ventilator: "He hates me. He refuses to see me. But I, I am his father, his father."

How dare he not come to see him for the last time!

Hearing Cheng Zhanxiong's words, Cheng Yanmo's eyes suddenly filled with sarcasm. "Yes, you are indeed our father. But you are also the murderer of our mother."

Cheng Zhanxiong was surprised when he suddenly heard such treasonous words from Cheng Yanmo.

Cheng Yanmo has always shown a gentle and kind-hearted appearance in front of everyone, and he also speaks politely. Facing his own father, Cheng Yanmo would not say how much he respected him, but he would not openly disobey him.

This was the first time Cheng Yanmo mentioned his mother in front of Cheng Zhanxiong, and he did so in a tone full of resentment.

Cheng Zhanxiong found it ridiculous and sad. "Why, you, even you hate me?"

Cheng Yanmo did not answer Cheng Zhanxiong's question, but the eyes in the dark pupils behind the lenses became increasingly gloomy, like layers of dark clouds in a sky with lightning and thunder.

Cheng Zhanxiong understood.

He snorted and asked Cheng Yanmo: "If you hate me so much, why don't you retaliate against me for avenging your mother?"

Hearing this, Cheng Yanmo finally answered, with his usual calm and cold tone, "I hate you because you made our brothers children without mothers. I don't want to retaliate against you because you are my father."

That's all!

If Cheng Zhanxiong hadn't been Cheng Yanmo's father, Cheng Yanmo would have torn him into pieces long ago.

The year his mother passed away, Cheng Yanmo was already over ten years old.

He is the eldest brother. Cheng Ziang can do whatever he wants, but Cheng Yanmo can't. Since childhood, his grandfather told Cheng Yanmo that he would be the future successor of Sichuan East Group and that he could not act on his own initiative.

He will always remember what his grandfather said -

Be patient when you need to be patient, be ruthless when you need to be ruthless.

Therefore, even though he hates Cheng Zhanxiong to death, Cheng Yanmo will never show obvious dissatisfaction and hatred towards Cheng Zhanxiong before he fully grasps the power of the group.

Anyone who flings an egg against a stone is a fool.

Cheng Zhanxiong received a critical blow from his eldest son.

He always thought that his eldest son still respected and loved him, but he didn't know that his eldest son's obedience and obedience were just an illusion he put on.

Although Cheng Zhanxiong's private life was chaotic when he was young, he only had two children, Cheng Yanmo and Cheng Ziang. When he was dying, both sons still hated him, which made Cheng Zhanxiong feel that he had failed as a human being.

Cheng Yanmo suddenly lowered his head and glanced at the watch on his wrist. He saw that the time had passed midnight and the minute hand pointed to three minutes past zero. He suddenly said to Cheng Zhanxiong: "It was seven minutes after five o'clock in the afternoon when my mother died."

Hearing Cheng Yanmo's confusing words, Cheng Zhanxiong felt confused. "You" he wanted to ask Cheng Yanmo, what do you mean by this? But he felt short of breath and had difficulty speaking.

At this moment, Cheng Yanmo stood up slowly. He bowed deeply to Cheng Zhanxiong on the hospital bed, and then said: "Dad, there are so many sufferings in the world. You go well. I hope you can go under the Nine Springs. Reunited with my mother.”

After saying that, under Cheng Zhanxiong's horrified gaze, Cheng Yanmo stretched out his hands and took away Cheng Zhanxiong's ventilator without expression.

Cheng Zhanxiong was already taking a leisurely breath, but without the help of the ventilator, he could only breathe out but not in.

Cheng Zhanxiong's two cloudy eyes began to tremble slightly. He stared at Cheng Yanmo and raised his fingers tremblingly. It seemed like she wanted to scold him, but also like she wanted to curse him.

Cheng Yanmo stood aside quietly, looking at Cheng Zhanxiong's finger pointing at his chest. He smiled and said, "Dad, please feel free to go, don't miss the good time. I will run the company well, you Go well"

Cheng Zhanxiong's eyes widened and he cursed vaguely: "You, you are not a human being."

Cheng Yanmo's expression did not change at all. "You didn't behave like a human first. You can't blame me for not being human."

Cheng Zhanxiong's fingers trembled more and more, he was so excited that he stared and died on the spot! Cheng Yanmo watched helplessly as Cheng Zhanxiong took his last breath, and then he lowered his head and glanced at his watch.

It's seven minutes past twelve.

very good.

After staring at Cheng Zhanxiong's body for a moment, Cheng Yanmo picked up the ventilator and put it on him again, and gently closed Cheng Zhanxiong's unblinking eyes. After doing all this, Cheng Yanmo turned around and walked out.

Opening the door, Cheng Yanmo lowered his head and walked out, his hands hanging quietly on his chest, his expression solemn and silent.

Everyone noticed that the eldest young master had come out, and they all turned to look at Cheng Yanmo.

From Cheng Yanmo's sad expression, they got some information——

There is no one left!

An older director asked with a trembling voice: "Old Mr. Cheng, are you leaving?"

Cheng Yanmo raised his head and stared at the familiar faces in front of him, but full of various expressions. He nodded, his voice loud and steady: "My father, Cheng Zhanxiong, passed away at 07 minutes on December 26, 2020."

Hearing this, everyone fell silent.

After a while, someone asked dissatisfiedly: "Young master, what are you doing, why is the second young master not even willing to see Mr. Cheng for the last time? Even if he has hatred in his heart, after so many years, he should let go." Down."

Cheng Yanmo glanced at the man calmly. He laughed, opening his thin lips gracefully, but the words he spat out seemed cold and cold——

"Uncle Zhang, if your father steals love into your home and is messing around in his and your mother's marriage bed, and your mother catches the scene, your mother kills the mistress in anger and stabs your father. , and then hanged himself under the crystal lamp in your house. When you came back from school, you opened the door and saw your mother hanging in the middle of the living room, your mistress lying dead on the floor, and your father who was injured and about to die."

A cold look flashed in Cheng Yanmo's eyes. "If you have gone through all this and you can still be tolerant and kind to your father, then I will admire you very much. Really, rather than being a businessman, maybe you should be a priest. After all, persuading people to let go Hatred has always been the duty of priests.”

Cheng Yanmo had a smile on his face, but his words were poisonous and sharp.

The old man whom he called Uncle Zhang turned red with anger on the spot. "Cheng Yanmo, don't bully others! I'm too old to allow you to slander me like this!" Uncle Zhang was insulted by Cheng Yanmo's remarks, and his voice became unsteady.

Cheng Yan stared at Director Zhang calmly. He was still arrogant and confronted him head on, "Uncle Zhang, if you haven't experienced other people's pain, don't persuade others to be generous."

Everyone can see that Cheng Yanmo, who became the absolute leader of the Sichuan East Group after Cheng Zhanxiong's death, has drifted away. If Cheng Yanmo used to be a woodcutter with all its edge, then now he is a sharp dagger with a sharp edge. Who dares to provoke him?

Cheng Yanmo is good at business and is more outstanding than his father Cheng Zhanxiong. Everyone is a grasshopper tied on a rope because of their own interests, and they still have to rely on Cheng Yanmo to bring them endless wealth.

How reluctant they were to offend Mr. Cheng in the past, they are now even more reluctant to offend Cheng Yanmo.

Not wanting to see Uncle Zhang irritating Cheng Yanmo, everyone hurriedly tried to persuade him to make peace. "Brother Zhang, don't be as knowledgeable as Yanmo. Zhan Xiong has just left. Yanmo is so sad that he can't stop talking. You are so cold."

This is talking nonsense with open eyes! Director Zhang glanced at Cheng Yanmo's peaceful face, and there was no trace of sadness on his face.

Someone else advised Uncle Zhang: "Yes, who doesn't know that the eldest son and Zhan Xiong had a close relationship. Zhan Xiong passed away suddenly. The eldest son may still be covered up, so his words will inevitably be offended. Lao Zhang, don't be angry with him."

This group of people are just outsiders, they understand the formality clearly, and they seem to follow Cheng Yanmo's lead.

Uncle Zhang snorted and said nothing more.

Satisfied that no one was going to cause trouble, Cheng Yanmo said to his entourage: "Call and ask the people from the funeral home to come over!"

"yes."

Cheng Zhanxiong's body was taken to the funeral home overnight and cremated at dawn. In the morning, Cheng Yanmo held Cheng Zhanxiong's urn and returned to the Cheng family's old house to hold the funeral.

Cheng Yanmo had been numbing himself with work some time ago. In addition, he had not slept all night last night and was very tired. He was a little top-heavy when walking.

He went back to his room and slept for two hours. After waking up, Cheng Yanmo took a bath and immediately felt much better. He changed into a black coat and came to Cheng Ziang's villa, only to find that Cheng Ziang was not at home.

Stayed all night again?

Cheng Yanmo went to the housekeeper with a gloomy expression and asked him about Cheng Ziang's whereabouts. "Didn't Zi Ang come back last night?"

The butler nodded, "Yes." Staring at the white lantern hanging at the door, the butler sighed and said, "The second young master probably didn't want to attend the old gentleman's funeral, so he hid."

Cheng Yanmo frowned, walked under the scorching sun, took out his mobile phone and dialed Cheng Ziang.

The first call went through, but no one answered. Cheng Yanmo patiently dialed again. This time the call was finally answered, but the person who answered the phone was not Cheng Ziang.

"Hello." It was a girl's voice with a clear voice.

Cheng Yanmo was stunned and asked the other party: "Where is Cheng Ziang?" He thought this girl was Cheng Ziang's bed partner last night, so he told the other party: "Please give Cheng Ziang your phone, I am his brother."

But the other party said: "Hello, Mr. Cheng, this is Wangdong Second People's Hospital. Your brother was injured in the hospital last night and is still awake. Is it convenient for you to come over and pay his medical bills now?"

Cheng Yanmo was a little surprised, "How could he be injured?"

"It's not clear. In short, when he was sent to the hospital, there were many soft tissue injuries. In addition," the other party was silent for two seconds before telling Cheng Yanmo the bad news: "Your brother will probably be inhumane from now on."

Cheng Yanmo's eyes widened.

how come!

Cheng Yanmo rushed to the hospital without even taking a bite of the meal.

When he arrived, Cheng Ziang was already awake.

Cheng Ziang had already felt the weakness and abnormality in his body. He asked the doctor, and the doctor told him the real reason. Knowing that he could never touch a woman again in his life, Cheng Ziang became furious on the spot.

When Cheng Yanmo arrived at the ward, the ward was in chaos. Bedsheets, water glasses, and various payment slips were scattered on the floor. The instigator, Cheng Ziang, was sitting on the bed, holding his forehead with his hands, motionless.

Cheng Ziang's head was smashed by a wine bottle, and the wound was very long. As soon as he arrived at the hospital last night, the nurse shaved off all his hair. Now Cheng Ziang's head is wrapped with white gauze, like a rice dumpling.

Cheng Yanmo stood at the door, looking at Cheng Ziang's scarred and depressed look, a little lost in thought. In his previous life, Cheng Ziang was harmed to the point of being unable to do anything in his life during this period of time.

Cheng Yanmo has been busy with affairs recently, and the Mu Qiu incident has somewhat affected Cheng Yanmo's mood, so he actually forgot about this incident.

Cheng Yanmo was a little annoyed. He couldn't help but regret it. He thought that if he had cared more about his younger brother, watched his younger brother more closely, and not allowed him to act recklessly, wouldn't his younger brother have ended up like this?

"Zi Ang."

Cheng Ziang froze when he heard Cheng Yanmo's voice.

Cheng Ziang slowly raised his head, revealing a pair of red eyes, which were full of pain, despair and unwillingness. Looking at his brother standing under the door frame, Cheng Ziang's despair and anger turned into grievances.

"Brother," Cheng Ziang started to cry after he shouted.

Cheng Yanmo quickly strode over and gently placed his hand on Cheng Ziang's head. Thinking of the bloody mouth under the gauze, Cheng Yanmo felt a little pain in his heart. He comforted Cheng Ziang in a very soft voice: "Ziang, it's brother, brother is here."

"Brother" Cheng Ziang took Cheng Yanmo's hand and said to him with eyes wide open: "Brother, I want to kill that woman, I want to kill her!"

Cheng Yanmo did not hastily agree to Cheng Ziang's request. Some promises made casually are aiding the evildoers.

Cheng Ziang's expression was ferocious, and he said to Cheng Yanmo: "That woman deliberately set a trap for me. She pretended to be drunk, and she bit me back when I wasn't paying attention. Brother, you must help me get revenge. She killed me! I'm like this My whole life is ruined by her!"

"Brother, I have become a useless person!"

Cheng Ziang started crying like crazy.

Cheng Yanmo heard his brother's cry, and the scene he saw in that dream kept replaying in his mind.

In the previous life in the dream, Cheng Ziang was also beaten inhumanely. At that time, Cheng Yanmo also wanted to seek justice for Cheng Ziang, but that girl had a very powerful identity and background, and even the Cheng family could not afford to offend her.

In the end, the Cheng family could only suffer the loss of being dumb.

After losing his ability as a man, Cheng Ziang became more and more vicious and violent. At home, he would beat Song Ci if he felt slightly unhappy. Outside, when he saw the girl he liked, he would hook up with her, and if he failed to hook up, he would resort to dirty tricks.

Being inhumane, he can always come up with all kinds of tricks to vent his hatred on women.

Not only that, he is also obsessed with browsing perverted websites and enjoys watching special crime videos. Gradually, he became dissatisfied with this, and he boldly co-founded a private website dedicated to using minors to make money.

After Song Ci discovered what Cheng Ziang had done, she reported Cheng Ziang and his group and sent them all to prison.

The year Cheng Yanmo died, Cheng Ziang was still serving his sentence in prison.

As for Cheng Ziang's ending, Cheng Yanmo can imagine it with his toes. That lunatic Han Zhan wanted to kill Mu Qiu's husband because he had hurt Song Ci, not to mention Cheng Ziang who had trampled and hurt Song Ci for six years?

In this life, Cheng Yanmo must not watch his brother continue to make mistakes!

Cheng Yanmo patted Cheng Ziang on the shoulder, and asked Cheng Ziang: "What is that girl's name?"

Cheng Ziang said: "Han Wangwang."

Cheng Yanmo sighed and closed his eyes.

It was indeed her!

Han Wangwang was born into a military and political family. His father, Han Wanglong, was the highest-ranking politician in Shunchen City, and his grandfather, Han Dongliang, was of noble and aloof status. Cheng Ziang fell for this woman in his last life and this life, and it was his own fault.

"Zi'ang, we can't afford to offend this person."

Hearing this, Cheng Ziang was stunned. And people they can’t afford to offend?

Cheng Ziang thought of the words Han Wangwang left when he left last night, and asked Cheng Yanmo: "Isn't she just a girl born in an ordinary family? Is there any other origin?"

Nodding, Cheng Yanmo said the names of the two people lightly: "Han Wanglong, Han Dongliang. One of them is Han Wangwang's father, and the other is Han Wangwang's grandfather."

Cheng Ziang didn't pay attention to political affairs or military matters, so he didn't know who these two people were. But when I heard the name Han Wanglong, I felt familiar, as if I had heard it somewhere.

Cheng Ziang took out his mobile phone and checked the identities of Han Wanglong and Han Dongliang. After reading the popular science information, Cheng Ziang knew what kind of person he had offended.

Han Wangwang is indeed a little princess who is loved by thousands of people.

At this time, Cheng Ziang suddenly felt lucky that he didn't really touch her. If they touch each other, I'm afraid the entire Cheng family and the Sichuan East Group will suffer retaliation from each other!

But if he was allowed to swallow his anger like this, he would be inhumane for the rest of his life, and Cheng Ziang was not willing to accept it. "Then I have to swallow my anger? Being bullied for nothing?"

Cheng Yanmo knew what Cheng Ziang was thinking, and he told Cheng Ziang: "I will arrange for you to go abroad to see the best male doctor. There is a high chance that your situation can be cured."

Cheng Ziang saw hope. "Really?"

"Really. There is a male doctor in the Netherlands. He is very good at this. I will ask someone to take you to him." Cheng Yanmo hopes that the doctor can cure his brother's body, and hopes that Cheng Ziang, who is physically and mentally sound, will not make the same mistake again.

Cheng Yanmo didn't expect Cheng Ziang to be such a good person. He could just be a playboy who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun, as long as he didn't commit crimes or commit suicide.

Cheng Ziang knew that his brother would not lie to him, and the sinister look in his eyes faded a lot after hearing this. "Brother. If it can really be cured," Cheng Ziang thought for a while and said, "I will definitely change my mind and start a new life in the future!"

Last night, when he was sitting alone on the carpet of the hotel, bleeding and unable to get help, Cheng Ziang felt a little regretful.

When he thought back to his ridiculous first half of his life, he felt quite sad.

Cheng Ziang couldn't help but think of his elementary school days. At that time, he was also a smart kid and won the Three Good Student Award. One summer, he jumped into a pond to save a classmate who almost drowned. He was punished by the principal in front of the whole school. I have been praised by everyone.

But since the death of mother

Cheng Ziang knew very well that he was sick, and it was a heart disease. His mother's death was a thorn in his heart. He understood that he should let go of Cheng Zhanxiong and himself in order to have a more exciting life.

But he just can't let go!

At this moment, being comforted by his brother in his arms, Cheng Ziang's gradually cold heart finally felt the slightest warmth. "Brother, are you disappointed in me?"

Cheng Yanmo said: "Disappointed."

Cheng Ziang smiled slightly, but heard his brother say: "But I still have hope for you."

Hearing this, Cheng Ziang's eyes brightened slightly, and he suddenly felt that this day was not so bad and he had no expectations. -

Cheng Zhanxiong’s funeral is scheduled for the morning of December 28.

Cheng Zhanxiong was an entrepreneur who benefited the country and the people. His death also triggered a wave of condolences on Weibo. At this time, when a person dies, all the embarrassing things he did during his lifetime are no longer important.

Han Aoyu had a good relationship with the Cheng family. When Cheng Zhanxiong died, Han Aoyu also went to the Cheng family's funeral to sit for a while.

Many people came to the Cheng family today, all of them young and middle-aged people, and there were no old friends that Han Aoyu was familiar with. He found it boring, so he only sat there for a while, said hello and then went back.

When he returned home, he saw a black Volvo parked in the yard.

Knowing that Han Zhan and his wife were coming, Han Aoyu walked inside and shouted: "Girl Song, I'm making mashed potato cakes tonight, do you want to eat it?" Knowing that Song Yatou is a foodie, every time Song Ci comes over, Han Aoyu Yu Duo tried his best to make delicious food for Song Ci.

Song Ci, who was sipping grapefruit, couldn't help but rub her stomach when she heard her grandfather's roar. Every time she came to her grandpa's place for dinner, she would take digestive tablets and exercise like crazy to eliminate food.

Song Ci ran out of the house with a grapefruit and saw her energetic grandpa. Song Ci smiled sweetly and praised Han Aoyu, "Grandpa is so handsome today. This tunic suit is perfect for you! It makes you tough and strong, and you have a sense of grandeur." The spirit of the world!"

Han Aoyu knew that Song Ci was a guy who could brag wildly with his eyes closed, but he still liked Song Ci's sweet mouth. Compared with Han Zhan, who couldn't say a nice word even if he opened his mouth, Song Ci was too cute.

"You're the only one with a sweet mouth, then I'll make you some more soy sauce beef!"

Hearing this, Song Ci subconsciously closed her mouth.

Han Zhan suddenly shouted.

Han Aoyu hummed at Han Zhan, then went into the house to find potatoes, ready to cook them and crush them to make potato cakes. Han Zhan was carrying a watering can to water the podocarpus. Seeing Song Ci's depressed expression, he couldn't help but laugh at Song Ci: "I'll tell you to have a sweet mouth and make you eat till you're full."

Song Ci walked to Han Zhan and stood next to him, pinching the needles of the podocarpus tree with her fingers. She suddenly said: "I'm going to participate in the audition for "The Music Man" next week. If I'm selected, I might go with the crew. Filming in Europe.”

Han Zhan was surprised, "Are you going to Europe? How long will it take?"

Song Ci said: "Maybe a month."

Han Zhan said nothing.

They had been married for a few months, and Han Zhan had been on business trips a few times. Since the time was short, he didn't feel that it was hard to leave. Thinking that Song Ci might leave him for a month, Han Zhan was inevitably a little reluctant.

"Brother Han is reluctant to let me go?" Song Ci stood on tiptoe and bumped Han Zhan's shoulder, tilted her head and said to him: "Brother Han, just be coquettish. If you be coquettish, I won't go."

Han Zhan didn't believe Song Ci's deception at all.

"You lied to me." Han Zhan knew Song Ci relatively well. He said, "You told me this, not to discuss it with me or to listen to my advice. You were just informing me of your decision. You No matter what you decide to do, how can I stop you? Besides,"

Han Zhan smiled and said, "I can't bear to stop you." She wanted to pursue her dream, and he couldn't hold her back or tie her wings.

Song Ci felt warm in her heart, "I know Brother Han understands me."

It makes sense for Shen Yubei to ask her to film this drama. The movie "The Music Man" is indeed going to be a big hit. The small roles in this movie have become famous stars in the future. If Song Ci can win a role, he will definitely become famous around the world. I will have more confidence and capital to participate in the Queen Elizabeth International Music Competition three years later.

The violin is a dream that Song Ci could not fulfill in her previous life. In this life, Song Ci wants to be the real Song Ci!

"Ci Bao, I must win this role. When the movie is released, I will book the movie every day."

"good!"

Han Aoyu worked in the kitchen for two hours and cooked a table full of dishes. It was hard to deny the hospitality. Song Ci ate two bowls of rice and many vegetables. She put down the bowl when she couldn't hold it any longer.

Han Aoyu asked Song Ci: "Has grandpa's craftsmanship improved?"

Song Ci: "It seems to be more diligent than last time."

"Lying." Han Aoyu put down his chopsticks and heard the sad music coming from the bottom of the mountain. He remembered something and said to Han Zhan: "Yesterday, that boy Cheng Yanmo took Mr. Feng Shui to the top of the mountain to select a cemetery. When he passed by my house, he said something to me. .”

Han Zhan ate his meal without looking up.

"What did you say?" Song Ci asked.

Han Aoyu relayed Cheng Yanmo's original words to Han Zhan word for word: "The boy said: I am reckless and stupid, and I have learned the lesson I deserve. I will send him out of the country to reform someday. I will definitely not If he continues to behave recklessly, I hope Mr. Han will show mercy and stop seeing him in the same way."

After Han Aoyu finished recounting Cheng Yanmo's words, he narrowed his eyes and looked at Han Zhan and asked him, "Did you bully my younger brother?"

Han Zhan didn't deny it, but he didn't admit it either.

It seems that Cheng Yanmo has thoroughly investigated the Han family, and even found out the relationship between Han Wangwang and him.

Seeing that Han Zhan didn't want to talk about it, Han Aoyu didn't dig deeper. Han Zhan is an adult in his thirties, and Han Aoyu must learn to let go of him and stop interfering with the affairs of his younger generations.

"I'm old. I can't sit for a long time after eating. I'm going to go for a walk. When you go back later, take away the roast duck in the kitchen. You can heat it up in the microwave and eat it tomorrow." This was what Song said. Porcelain said.

Song Ci nodded, "Okay, thank you, grandpa." Song Ci stood up and cleared the dishes with Han Zhan. Entering the kitchen, Song Ci took Han Zhan's arm and asked him: "Is it your fault that Cheng Ziang was beaten?"

Han Zhan looked at the greasy plate without saying a word, as if he was deaf.

Song Ci found it funny, "Just do it, just pretend."

Han Zhan admitted it. "yes."

"Why did you do that? He didn't offend you!"

"Because he hurt you, he still" He even married you. Han Zhan refused to admit that he was a jealous and possessive person, and he did not want Song Ci to know his true face, so Han Zhan did not say the next sentence.

Song Ci felt warm in her heart. "Thank you, Brother Han, but from now on, I'd better not do this kind of thing. After all, it's not an aboveboard method."

Brother Han is such an upright and patriotic young man. Because of her, he started to plot against others.

It was she who tarnished the upright Han Zhan.

Han Zhan promised Song Ci, "I won't bully others anymore." After thinking about it, he said, "I'll try my best."

Song Ci: ""-

After Cheng Zhanxiong's funeral, Cheng Yanmo officially appeared at a large-scale international business conference as the chairman and executive president of Sichuan East Group. Also appearing together was Li Li, who was recently promoted to Vice President of Zeus International.

Li Li and Cheng Yanmo met at the cocktail party after the conversation.

When the two met, Cheng Yanmo took the initiative to raise a glass to Li Li and said, "Congratulations to Mr. Li on his promotion." Cheng Yanmo also sincerely admired Li Li who was only more than a year older than him and could reach his current position just by relying on his own abilities. .

Li Li smiled and sent the original message to Cheng Yanmo, "I would also like to congratulate Mr. Cheng on his official promotion to President Cheng."

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Li Li thought of the scene he encountered in the hotel that night. He looked around, and when no one was paying attention, he lowered his voice and asked Cheng Yanmo: "Mr. Cheng, how is your brother recovering?"

Cheng Yanmo heard Cheng Ziang say that Li Li and Han Zhan also appeared at the scene the night he was beaten.

Knowing that Cheng Ziang was beaten must have something to do with Han Zhan, and Li Li had a close relationship with Han Zhan, Cheng Yanmo concealed the true situation and only said: "The body is no longer seriously injured, but I plan to send him away recently It’s outrageous to go abroad to further your studies and waste your time like this.”

Knowing that 'further studying' is just a euphemistic and respectable way of saying it, Li Li applauded Cheng Yanmo's approach. "It's time to study hard, but not every time you can turn a bad thing into a good one."

"yes."

Both of them were leaders among the younger generation, and they were soon called away to socialize separately. Cheng Yanmo drank some wine and became slightly tipsy, so he sat on the sofa and took a nap. On the sofa not far away, several business leaders were smoking cigarettes and chatting about the recent changes in Wangdong City.

After chatting back and forth, the conversation inevitably came to the Mu family. In the past, Mu Mian would never miss such a place, but now that everyone is gone, everyone feels sad.

Until now, those old friends who have a good relationship with Mu Mian can't believe that Mu Mian is a habitual murderer. "I really didn't realize that Mu Mian was that kind of person."

"This is what they say, people should not be judged by their appearance."

"Hey, the really pitiable person is Mrs. Mu." Mrs. Mu was a beautiful, elegant and kind-hearted woman. The news that she died suddenly of a cerebral hemorrhage spread, making many people feel regretful.

A Mediterranean uncle shook his head and sighed: "I still remember that when Mrs. Mu was young, she was also a first-class beauty in Wangdong. To be honest, I had a crush on her. But she had a bad look and looked down on me. Go to Mu Mian."

"It's not just you? The boss of Zhu's enterprise still misses Mrs. Mu to this day. He is so affectionate." Mr. Zhu has never been married because he admires Du Tingting in his heart.

In this way, Mu Mian is really happy and envied by others.

"Everything in the world is unpredictable!"

Things are unpredictable and life is unpredictable. You never know what will happen next moment.

Cheng Yanmo listened to them talking about the Mu family with interest. He stood up and was about to leave when he suddenly heard someone say: "The daughter of the Mu family is called Mu Qiu, right?"

"It's Mu Qiu, and his nickname is Qiu'er."

"Oh, yes. I heard that she seemed to have become a monk that autumn. A few days ago, the wife of the Dongfang family took her young mistress to Yuezhao Temple in Xiqueshan to pray for blessings. They saw a young female nun who looked very much like the one from the Mu family. Autumn."

"Real or false?" Everyone was shocked. The youngest daughter of the Mu family became a monk?

Many uncles and uncles who had met Mu Qiu felt sorry for her, "That girl is quite nice, cute and kind, and our family has always wanted to marry her into the family. It would be a pity if she really became a monk."

Cheng Yanmo listened blankly, feeling ridiculous.

Mu Qiu became a monk?

how come

A string in Cheng Yanmo's heart suddenly broke.

After becoming a monk, she cruelly cut off the world of mortals and also cut off her marriage to him. It was obviously him who initiated the breakup, but now, his chest was slightly sore, swollen, and he felt heavy. -

It was raining lightly that day, with a little snow mixed in the rain.

The man held an umbrella and climbed halfway up the mountain on foot. He stood in the small square and looked up at the temple in front of him.

The three characters of Yuezhao'an are simple and upright.

It wasn't until the rain wet the toes of Cheng Yanmo's sneakers that he lifted his legs, stepped on the small puddles on the cement floor, and walked into the temple. The Buddhist songs in the temple are quiet and elegant, slow and peaceful, and just listening to them makes people feel peaceful.

Cheng Yanmo burned incense, gave him a large sum of money for the incense burner, and went to the Zhaifan canteen alone. The light rain had stopped, and a female disciple wearing a gray monk's robe came to the courtyard with a broom and swept away the fallen leaves and stagnant water in the courtyard.

The female disciple's back is tall and slender, and she is sweeping the floor with a broom without looking vulgar. She is wearing a cloth hat, and the exposed back of her head is clean without a single hair. Cheng Yanmo stared at the man's back, his eyes fixed, and even his breathing became lighter.

Cheng Yanmo cautiously called out tentatively: "Xiaoqiu?"

The female disciple stopped sweeping the floor.

She turned around slowly, holding a broom in her hand. Her dark eyes were clear and clear as never before. Cheng Yanmo stared at Mu Qiu's face, feeling a little excited.

"Xiaoqiu, it's really you!"

Cheng Yanmo walked quickly towards Mu Qiu. When he was only one meter away from Mu Qiu, Mu Qiu suddenly put his hands together and said in a clear voice: "Donor, please stop."

Cheng Yanmo's footsteps stopped abruptly.

He looked at Mu Qiu in astonishment and felt a five-flavor bottle shattered in his heart.

Mu Qiu stared at Cheng Yanmo calmly, without any love or nostalgia in his eyes. "Donor, my name is Wangchen." Seeing the shock in Cheng Yanmo's eyes, Mu Qiu added, "I have let go of the past and future, and I also ask the benefactor to put it down as soon as possible and start a new life as soon as possible."

After saying that, Mu Qiu turned around and continued sweeping the floor.

Cheng Yanmo just stood behind Mu Qiu, not looking back at him again until Mu Qiu finished sweeping the floor and left with the broom.

That day, Cheng Yanmo stayed at Yuezhao'an all day, eating fast food, reciting scriptures, and doing everything Mu Qiu had done. When he left, his eyes were red.

Five days later, a piece of good news appeared on the headlines of major newspapers in Wangdong City——

Good news! Cheng Yanmo, the president of Sichuan East Group, announced his relationship with Su Qing, the daughter of the Su family in the south. The wedding will be held on the 28th of next month!

This chapter is a transitional chapter, and we will start fighting monsters in the next chapter