New York Business School…
I'll give you a few years...
Calm down...
Every word echoed in Li Mosen's mind several times, and the circles of echoes almost shook him to the point of collapse.
Li Mosen stood up suddenly and shouted, "I won't go, I don't want to go, Dad, I want to stay in Cannes..."
"Your talent is wasted if you stay in Cannes," Li Sicheng's eyes turned cold again. He looked at Li Mosen in front of him and said coldly, "You have a good talent for physics. You can choose an excellent physics school, or go directly to my alma mater. I will arrange the best education for you."
Li Mosen wanted to say something, but then Su Qianci came forward and gently embraced him. She said in a soft and soothing voice, "Mosen, your father is doing this for your own good. Calm down first."
The air was quiet for a moment.
Then, Li Mosen's voice was almost cold, emotionless, and strangely calm. He asked, "Is it for my own good?"
The voice was cold and very stiff.
Su Qianci was frightened by Li Mosen like this. She hugged him and stood beside him, but she didn't know when the child had grown up, even to the point where she needed to look up to him.
Su Qianci was slightly startled, and she reached out to comfort him, saying, "Yes, Mosen, mom and dad are doing this for your own good. Your dad just doesn't want your talent to be buried..."
"Stop making excuses for him," Li Mosen gently pushed Su Qianci away and looked at Li Sicheng coldly, "Do you not want to bury me, or do you not want your daughter to be coveted by the son of your enemy?"
Li Sicheng's face suddenly darkened, "What did you say?"
Li Mosen met Li Sicheng's gaze and lowered his eyes as if instinctively.
But the next moment, Li Mosen realized his actions, was slightly startled, lowered his head and clenched his fists, and whispered: "I know who my biological mother is. I know that woman caused your family to be destroyed. People around me have reminded me since I was a child that I can have everything today because of my mother's kindness. I can stand here because my mother saved my life twice from that woman."
Li Mosen suddenly laughed with a hint of sarcasm. He looked at the intricately patterned carpet under his feet and whispered, "I've been your son for so many years, and now..."
Now, I don't want to be your son anymore, Dad.
But before he could finish his words, Su Qianci covered his mouth.
There was a faint scent of tea on Su Qianci's hands, mixed with her unique fragrance, forming the scent of her mother.
Li Mosen's eyes trembled, and he lowered his head to meet Su Qianci's gaze.
Su Qianci is now forty years old, but the years have left no trace on her face.
This face is 80% similar to Li Jianyue.
Su Qianci's eyes were slightly moist, and with a bit of fear, she shouted at him: "Mosen!"
When Su Qianci called out his name, tears rolled down her cheeks.
Li Mosen was shocked, and only then did he realize how hurtful what he had just said was.
Li Sicheng's jaw muscles were tense, and he walked over in three or two steps to pull Su Qianci over.
Looking at the boy in front of him whose height was comparable to his own, Li Sicheng said slowly, "Continue."
Su Qianci's voice was already trembling as she said, "Mosen, no matter before or now, you are no different from Big Su and Second Su to us!"
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I want to make Mason darker every day...
(End of this chapter)