NFBE Chapter 678 He tightened his grip and released
Chapter 678 He tightened his grip and released
He clenched his hands, then released them and smiled: "Brother, you just came back. Who is so ignorant as to spread rumors in front of you? That's not true!"
Your ex-wife!
Su Mochen narrowed his eyes.
He crossed his legs, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and touched Shen Ran's divorce certificate, which was not completely cold yet.
Su Ziqian, unaware of the situation, continued to laugh.
"This is the woman my grandfather asked me to marry. If I dare to divorce her, he will break my legs."
Su Mochen moved his gaze downwards and landed on Su Ziqian's legs.
He moved his wrist slowly and said slowly: "Remember what you said."
Su Ziqian: "What sentence are you referring to, brother?"
Su Mochen: "Nothing. What do you want to talk to me about?"
Su Ziqian smiled: "I just knew that Big Brother wanted to see me when he came back."
Looking at the wound on his brother's head, he asked cautiously, "Brother, I heard that you brought a woman back home. Could this wound be caused by her?"
Half of his face was covered in blood.
He was shocked when he saw it and wanted to call a doctor, but his eldest brother stopped him and refused to help.
It's hard not to wonder if the eldest brother has taken a fancy to a certain woman and tried to force himself on her but got hit instead. But there shouldn't be such a stupid woman in the entire empire, right?
To be favored by the big brother is the dream of every woman in the capital!
Including his favorite...
Su Mochen saw through Su Ziqian's eagerness to find him.
He curled his lower lip in a cold and sinister way.
"No, you smashed it."
"We have a rule in our Su family that the company is only passed on to the eldest son, but I have had poor health since I was a child, so my six younger brothers had the opportunity."
"A year ago, Grandpa promised that whoever married Shen Ran would be given the company."
"Finally you got married, so you became the company's vice president a few days ago. As long as you don't make any mistakes within this month, you can take the position of president."
"Who knew that at such a critical moment, I, the eldest son, would come back? You were worried that Grandpa would change his mind, so you immediately came to see if I was dying and whether I would snatch the company from you. When you found out that I was not going to die so soon, you immediately killed me, not only hitting my head, but also breaking the most precious vase in my room."
He picked up the teacup on the table, drank elegantly, and spoke calmly.
It was as if he was reciting lines that he had prepared long ago.
Su Ziqian, who was standing opposite, was not so calm. He was so scared that his legs went weak and he knelt down.
Thinking of his grandfather's favoritism, his face turned pale.
"Brother, I know you have no interest in the company. You just want to protect the person who hurt you. I swear, I will never say a word to anyone!"
"Can you let me go?"
Grandpa has the final say in this family.
But from childhood to adulthood, as long as the eldest brother said it, no matter whether it was right or wrong, my grandfather only believed the eldest brother.
So before he took the position of president, his elder brother had a hundred ways to make all his efforts of the past year go to waste.
Su Mochen's eyes turned cold: "Not good!"
He put down his tea cup.
Get up and walk over.
Take out your cell phone, take a photo, and send it to your grandfather. There is no need to let go of the head that is offered to you.
He wants to avenge Shen Ran.
Whatever his third brother got from Shen Ran, he took away step by step!
He ignored the kneeling man and walked right past him.
The door just opened a crack.
Su Ziqian reacted quickly and crawled over, hugging Su Mochen's trouser legs and begging for mercy.
The voices were trembling.
"Brother, I beg you!"
"I worked so hard to become the vice president, I don't want to step down from this position!"
"Let me go, and when I become the CEO, I'll listen to whatever you say, okay?"
Su Mochen lowered his head and sneered: "You won't listen to me if you're not the CEO?"
He raised his other foot and kicked out mercilessly.
"boom!"
Su Ziqian was kicked and flew away.
He endured the pain and roared unwillingly: "What did I do wrong?"
You were wrong in that you shouldn't have hurt Shen Ran, whom I had been thinking about for twenty years, just to get the company!
After leaving the room, Su Mochen ordered his men guarding outside the door to check all the information about Shen Ran and Su Ziqian in the past year.
The subordinates felt some sympathy for the Third Young Master.
Soon, Su Ziqian received a call from Old Master Su. He knelt in the ancestral hall all night without even having dinner.
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The next day.
No matter how late he went to bed the day before, Shen Ran would get up at 6:30 every day.
This is a habit she developed after marrying Su Ziqian. She would get up early to prepare his favorite breakfast, boil water to make his favorite tea, help him prepare the suit and tie he would wear, and take the company documents, etc.
She just forgot...
Yesterday, Su Ziqian forced her to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a divorce certificate. She is no longer the third young master's wife of the Su family.
When I remembered it, I was no longer sleepy.
She suddenly remembered something and started looking on the bed. Not finding it, she continued looking in other places in the room.
"How come there isn't?"
"Could it be that Su Mochen took it?"
She tried hard to recall and remembered that she was holding a divorce certificate in her hand before she fainted yesterday, and it must have fallen on the ground.
This makes it impossible to confirm whether Su Mochen picked it up.
If it’s lost…that’s fine too.
Marriage is like a boat. Only when two people row together can it move forward. If she rows alone, it will deviate from the direction sooner or later. Besides, Su Ziqian never thought of rowing from the beginning. He was just using her.
Goodbye, my failed marriage.
After washing up, she stood behind the door, hesitating whether to go out.
A woman's voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"Miss Shen, are you awake?"
"I'm a servant here. You can call me Auntie Lan like the eldest master."
"The Third Young Master left last night. The First Young Master told you not to worry. He has already instructed the bodyguards at the door not to let the Third Young Master in without his permission."
Shen Ran was stunned.
Isn't he his biological brother? Do I need his permission to enter his residence?
Considering what happened last night, she was certain that Su Mochen was a thoughtful, thoughtful, and scheming man.
In summary, we cannot provoke them, and we cannot afford to provoke them.
She hesitated for a moment, then opened the door and went out.
Standing outside the door was a middle-aged woman wearing an apron and having a friendly smile.
"Hello, Miss Shen."
"Hello Auntie Lan, you can just call me Shen Ran."
"No, that would be against the rules. Are you hungry? I've cooked breakfast and will take you to the restaurant. I don't know what you like, so I prepared a little bit of everything according to the eldest young master's wishes."
"Thank you."
Shen Ran followed him downstairs.
When I arrived at the restaurant, I looked at the various exquisite breakfasts on the table, recalled what Aunt Lan said about "a little bit", and glanced at Aunt Lan silently.
Aunt Lan walked forward and pulled out a chair.
"Miss Shen, please try everything."
"Then tell me what you like and don't like, and which breakfast is light or heavy, so that I can prepare breakfast for you according to your preferences tomorrow."
The enthusiastic words made Shen Ran a little difficult to adapt to.
She was just a temporary resident here and could barely be considered a 'guest', and she also had the awkward identity of being Su Ziqian's ex-wife.
But she didn't tell Aunt Lan this.
She was very grateful: "Thank you, Aunt Lan, you don't have to bother me. I should be..." not staying here tomorrow.
Before I could utter the last few words, I saw a familiar figure.
A man in a suit and tie walked in from outside.
Looking at her bright peach blossom eyes, I was still amazed the second time I saw them.
With a face full of skill, he said in a good-tempered manner: "If you are not satisfied with Aunt Lan's cooking skills, I can prepare breakfast for you myself."