As soon as he said this, Chi Huan knew that he knew about her going to the police station to see Mo Shiqian.
Or, every move she makes now is under his eyes.
Chi Huan bit her lip hard, and her nails dug deeply into her palms. Only with such clear pain could she barely restrain the anger in her heart.
She closed her eyes, then opened them, calming her emotions from her voice, "Of course I was touched and distressed at the same time,"
She spoke very slowly and smiled coldly, "You hurt your own son to force another woman to relent and compromise. Ask yourself, do you have any qualifications to be a father? You still want him to be your son? Sacrificing your own woman to inherit your family business? Ha, that’s ridiculous.”
Lawrence said calmly, "As long as you are soft-hearted, you will compromise sooner or later. Why extend the battle line? It will be Shi Qian and maybe yourself who will be tortured."
Maybe it's because it's such an understatement.
And in many cases, understatement is more impactful than swearing.
Chi Huan is afraid.
Because she knew very well how weak and insignificant her power was in front of Chairman Clod-sur.
Chi Huan closed his eyes again, and a sneer escaped from his crimson lips, "Are you really not afraid of retribution?"
She spoke every word, almost with the utmost viciousness, "Oh, you may have met retribution. Your life seems to be the same, but you lost your love when you were young, your wife in middle age, and your son in old age, oh , and the grandson who was never born... Have you ever thought that there are too many people I'm sorry for, and maybe you won't be able to die peacefully."
Yue Lin sat beside her and was stunned when he heard this.
He turned his head and looked at the woman holding the cell phone next to him.
Her delicate and pretty face was so cold that it could sparkle.
Chi Huan was arrogant and beautiful in front of the media, but most of the time she was a delicate little woman in front of Mo Shiqian, so Yue Lin couldn't adapt to this style of painting for a while.
"I'm telling you, just grind it out. Don't think that I will be afraid of you. If you hurt me, don't say that Mo Shiqian can't accept your inheritance. Now that the eldest son you cultivated since childhood is gone, if he hates you , clod-sur might not even be able to keep it-you are too old to have a son anymore, you can’t live without him at all, but I am different, without him, at worst, I will find another man.”
After that, she hung up the phone.
Yue Lin looked at her closing her eyes hard and breathing heavily.
The fingers holding the phone were extremely tight, and the joints were turning white.
"Then why did the old man irritate you? You are so angry with him."
Chi Huan bowed his head and buried his head in his palm.
Yue Lin sighed, raised his hand and patted her shoulder, "Don't put so much pressure on her. This is nothing to Shi Qian, he is very hard." He said this, but there was still a feeling in his eyes. Worry.
Perhaps it was because he knew Shi Qian was too tough that Lawrence put all his strength on Chi Huan.
… …
After Chi Huan returned, he didn't go out for several days.
Mo Shiqian asked her to wait, but she could do nothing but wait.
As for the rest...she didn't have the thought or energy.
A week passed like this.
Until one day, Song Shu came to the villa.
The temperaments of Song Shu and Wen Yi are similar to some extent, but Wen Yi's temperament looks gentler, her behavior is more like that of a wealthy family, but she is more decisive and sharp at heart.
She was wearing an off-white coat, which was still the same as when she first saw her, "Miss Chi."
Chi Huan looked at her without any expression on his face, "You came to me specifically to tell me something?"
"nature."
"you say."
Song Shu smiled slightly and looked helpless, "The chairman didn't let me tell you about this matter. I asked Mr. Mo two days ago... He also rejected my proposal to take you to see him secretly, so I came here today, I made the decision without permission..."
She paused before continuing, "I hope that if Mr. Mo asks, you will tell him... that you asked other friends to find out."
Chi Huan's expression still changed, "What's wrong with him?"
"The injury is serious and he is hospitalized."
… …
In hospital…
On the way to the hospital, Chi Huan pursed her lips and asked calmly, "Does Lawrence restrict his freedom and communication?"
So he didn't tell her
Song Shu was quiet and smiled bitterly, "There is no need to restrict this... He can't move around freely now. As for communication, Mr. Mo has contacted his friends, so there shouldn't be any. If he is restricted, the chairman will not be able to do anything if he does not cooperate with the treatment."
Chi Huan closed his eyes and felt like someone was pinching his throat, "He was hurt so badly?"
"I think... Miss Chi doesn't want to know this."
Chi Huan's red lips curled into a cold smile, "You really don't want me to know?"
Song Shu smiled and said, "Well, I can't hide it from Miss Chi. I just think that if you don't know anything, the line will be stretched... It doesn't hurt if you can't see it, but I really can't bear it. "
"you say."
"In the wheel battle, the people locked up with Mr. Mo are all veterans, and there are also special forces who have been expelled from the military due to serious mistakes. They have to fight every day. You know, with flesh and blood, no matter how powerful people are, they can't withstand this kind of abuse. In intermittent attacks, if the opponent is injured, a new person can continue, but Mr. Mo's injuries will only accumulate and he will not even receive good medical treatment. I shouldn't need to say more about what will happen if this continues."
When Song Shu was talking, Chi Huan had his eyes closed.
An Ke, who was driving in front, could not even see her expression in the rearview mirror.
Because she was expressionless at the moment.
Song Shu's voice continued to ring in the car, "When Mr. Mo first entered the hospital, the chairman wanted you to see with your own eyes that it was Mr. Mo who knocked over the doctor's medicine and instruments... The situation required emergency treatment at that time, and the chairman temporarily He agreed."
"Why didn't you tell me?"
To be precise, it's not that I didn't tell, but that I concealed it.
Even Lawrence, who wanted her to see how badly Mo Shiqian was hurt, didn't let anyone break the news to her.
Song Shu smiled faintly, "Because as a deal... President Mo agreed to let me take care of him while he was in the hospital, so the chairman didn't let anyone tell you."
Chi Huan almost bit his lip.
Let Song Shu take care of him
He has been hospitalized for several days. How many Song Shus have been taking care of him
Song Shu originally thought that Chi Huan would be angry, or at least she would question him.
But she remained silent, even opened her eyes and looked out the window, with no intention of asking any more questions.
After a while, she said calmly, "It seems that I should say thank you and ask Miss Song to take care of him personally."