Chapter 885 Get Rid of Him

When Wen Ran saw him coming out, he immediately added: "Qingfeng, Xiu Chen has come out, please wait a moment."

Mo Xiuchen walked to the bed, took the mobile phone from Wen Ran's hand, and gave it a faint greeting.

I don't know what Qingfeng said to him, but his eyebrows were slightly condensed, the expression on his face was cold, and the voice that escaped his thin lips also showed a hint of gloom: "Come back, I will arrange for someone else to guard you."

There was a trace of doubt on Wen Ran's face, and she looked at Mo Xiuchen quietly.

Mo Xiuchen smiled at her and handed her the towel to wipe her hair with. Wen Ran took it and got out of bed to dry the towel.

When she came back after drying the towels, Mo Xiuchen had already hung up the phone, sat on the bed and waved to her, smiled warmly, got on the bed, and took the initiative to nestle into his arms.

"Of course, Cheng Jia is missing. I suspect that this matter has something to do with Mo Jingteng."

Wen Ran blinked in confusion and asked softly, "What does it mean that Cheng Jia is gone?"

Mo Xiuchen stroked her soft hair with his big hands, and his gentle and low voice fell in her ears: "Originally, I wanted Cheng Jia and Mo Jingteng to be ruined together, but today I asked Qingfeng to check. You know, she hasn’t been home since the night before yesterday, and went to the hospital to see Mo Jingteng this morning..."

Wen Ran's eyes flashed with surprise, and after hearing what Mo Xiuchen said, her eyebrows frowned slightly.

"Of course, tomorrow, I will ask Qingfeng and Qingyang to accompany you abroad. Therefore, I will call Bai Xiaoxiao later and ask her which flight she has booked."

Wen Ran shook his head and refused: "No, Mo Jingteng is not a kind person. He will not be soft-hearted because of your son. Qingfeng and Qingyang stay in G City. If anything happens, they can help A little busy."

"No, don't worry."

Mo Xiuchen comforted him softly, but Wen Ran was not reassured at all. She pursed her lips and said softly:

"Xiu Chen, when you were young, Xiao Wenqing hurt you time and time again and wanted to kill you many times. At that time, Mo Jingteng just turned a blind eye and ignored you. It can be seen that he didn't care about you at all. Now, because of me, you are going against him again and again, and you want to acquire the MS Group, and send him to jail, and he doesn’t know what he will do to get out."

"Of course, that was before, but now, he doesn't have the ability to hurt me." Although Mo Xiuchen's voice was low, it was full of confidence and determination.

**

In the middle of the night, Mo Jingteng woke up again.

His condition is not too bad. He still had a stroke just like yesterday. He can speak, but his speech is unclear and half of his body cannot move.

But this didn't stop him from getting angry, and he was even more ferocious than before.

"Acheng, has Cheng Jia left G city?"

He struggled to ask a complete sentence, and the vicious look in his eyes made the bodyguard standing in front of the bed feel cold.

"Master, Cheng Jia left in the morning. Don't worry, the eldest young master can't find her."

Mo Jingteng looked at him and motioned for him to continue. Ah Cheng smiled and explained: "I let Cheng Jia go wherever she wants. The money the master gave her is enough for her to hide in a safe place. Rong, come back with a new face and identity."

"you……"

Mo Jingteng's eyes widened in surprise, and his facial features became ferocious and distorted when he was excited.

"Master, since the eldest young master doesn't care about the father-son relationship with you, you don't have to show mercy to him. In the afternoon, Lu Zhili brought several policemen to the hospital and said that he had obtained evidence of your crimes over the years... …”

"Master, don't get excited. This is what the eldest young master told him. For a woman, the eldest young master will not only ruin your reputation, but also ruin your life's hard work. Why don't you get rid of him directly?"

"Get rid of him?" Mo Jingteng repeated in a murmur.

He tried to control his emotions, but even so, it was still difficult to breathe.

A flash of cruelty flashed in Ah Cheng's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "Yes, get rid of the eldest young master. He has completely regarded you as your enemy now. As long as the master is willing, I will help you get rid of him."

"Okay, you...go get in touch."

Mo Jingteng hesitated for a moment and made up his mind.

Mo Xiuchen, since you are unfilial, then I don't need to keep you anymore, I just want to send you to meet your mother.

Anyway, that woman had betrayed him many years ago. If Mo Xiuchen hadn't been born smart, and he had always liked his son before knowing the truth, he wouldn't have let him live for so many years and still thought about handing over the company. give him.

Now it seems that he should not have kept him in the first place. Even if Mo Zixuan was stupid, he was still his Mo Jingteng's son.

"Okay, sir, I'll go right away."

After Acheng left, Mo Jingteng lay alone on the bed, and a young and beautiful face appeared in his mind. It was the first time he met Mo Xiuchen's mother many years ago, and he fell in love with her at one glance.

He loved her so much, but he couldn't get her to like her at all. He had done so much for her, but he couldn't match the person in her heart. He tried his best to get her in the end and successfully married her.

And, unknowingly, she used an accident to send the man she loved to hell...

If Mo Xiuchen's mother hadn't discovered the secret and wouldn't have argued with him to avenge the man she loved, their family might have been happy forever.

There would be no Xiao Wenqing later, let alone Mo Xiuchen's childhood grief and hurt.

Thinking of that, Mo Jingteng's eyes couldn't help but become bloodshot. Over the years, he could no longer tell whether he regarded Xiu Chen as his son, or whether he regarded Xiu Chen as a shame and was seeking revenge all the time.

Now, it's finally over. Anyway, that scoundrel should have died long ago. If I had been more cruel, I wouldn't have been so angry with him.

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The next morning, Mo Xiuchen personally cooked breakfast for Wen Ran.

It was Wen Ran's usual favorite breakfast, but because of the farewell, the breakfast in his mouth lost even a trace of flavor.

"Of course, eat more."

Mo Xiuchen ignored the reluctance in his heart, with a gentle smile on his lips, peeled a boiled egg for Wen Ran and put it into her bowl.

Wen Ran smiled back and did not refuse.

"You have to call me every day, and don't hide anything from me." Wen Ran spoke softly after eating.

Mo Xiuchen smiled and nodded, "I will report everything that happens every day to you in detail. You should also take care of yourself outside."

"If you're worried, then I won't go." Wen Ran winked playfully.

Mo Xiuchen chuckled, gently caressed her head with his big palm, and gently stroked her hair with his long fingers, "Of course, after these messy things are dealt with, in the future, if you want to leave me to play alone, I will No."

Wen Ran wanted to cry in her heart, but on her face, she forced a smile, slapped his hand away, stood up, and said briskly: "Then I'll take advantage of the fact that you don't have time to care about me, so I'll have a good time."