Chapter 879 Don’t Understand Anything

Less than five minutes after Lu Zhiyan left, Mo Zixuan knocked on the door of Mo Xiuchen's office. As soon as he came in, he said:

"I just met Lu Zhili downstairs. Did you come to him?"

Mo Xiuchen was sitting in the leather swivel chair behind his desk, working. When he heard Mo Zixuan's words, he raised his eyes and glanced at him coldly, "Well, I came to him."

Mo Zixuan closed the door and walked towards him, "I just met Cheng Jia in the hospital."

"Is Mo Jingteng looking for her?"

Mo Xiuchen took away the hand holding the mouse, sat up straight, and looked at Mo Zixuan with sharp eyes.

He originally planned to deal with Cheng Jia a few days ago, but Luo Haofeng negotiated terms with the two shareholders who had an affair with Cheng Jia. He didn't want anything to happen, so he didn't touch her for the time being.

Anyway, Cheng Jia had either a foot injury or a broken hand during this period, and she couldn't make any trouble for the time being. Mo Xiuchen thought about waiting for Mo Jingteng's incident to be over, and then slowly deal with Cheng Jia.

Unexpectedly, she and Mo Jingteng still had contact.

It seems that Mo Jingteng is really a master who will continue to toss if he doesn't die for a day. He had already suffered a stroke, but he still looked for Cheng Jia.

"Maybe, but Cheng Jia doesn't look good. On such a hot day, she was wrapped up tightly, and she hid when she saw me."

Mo Zixuan recalled the situation at that time. He met Cheng Jia while taking the elevator. She greeted him with a panicked expression.

What puzzled him the most was her Zongzi-like dress. On such a hot day, Cheng Jia, who always liked to dress up, was actually wearing long clothes, long trousers, and even a scarf.

After hearing Mo Zixuan's words, Mo Xiuchen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"When did you meet Cheng Jia?" His tone was so serious that Mo Zixuan also became nervous, "When I went to the hospital, it was an hour ago."

Thoughts flashed in Mo Xiuchen's eyes, and he immediately took out his cell phone and dialed Qingfeng's number.

"Master Mo."

The phone rang twice, and Qingfeng's voice came.

Mo Xiuchen ordered in a deep voice: "Go to where Cheng Jia lives immediately and see if she is at home. If she is at home, you will monitor her for the next two days."

"Okay, I'll go now." When Qingfeng heard that there was a mission, he immediately became energetic and his tone was respectful and serious.

Mo Xiuchen hung up the phone and asked Mo Zixuan, "How is Mo Jingteng's situation?"

Mo Zixuan's lips curled up with a trace of ridicule, "What else could happen to him? The doctor said that he can only spend his whole life in bed. However, his temper is getting worse and he gets angry with just two words."

Mo Xiuchen sneered twice. Seeing Mo Zixuan's depressed face, he suddenly felt better: "He is angry at you? In this situation, he should not be angry at you."

He had already had a showdown with Mo Jingteng. At this time, shouldn't he grab Mo Zixuan's life-saving straw? How dare you lose your temper with Mo Zixuan.

Mo Zixuan frowned, with a hint of anger in his tone: "In his eyes, I will always be useless. Even if he has only one breath left, he will not really put his hope in me. Mo Xiuchen, you are the only one He is the heir apparent to the group."

It's a pity that Mo Xiuchen, the heir, doesn't care about his company and doesn't want to listen to his arrangements and be controlled by him.

Mo Xiuchen sneered disapprovingly: "He has no designated heir. In his eyes, we are all chess pieces, but we have different functions."

"Yes, we are all pawns. There is one thing I have never understood."

Mo Zixuan frowned in confusion. He really didn't understand more and more.

"What?"

Mo Xiuchen asked casually and picked up the cup to drink water.

Mo Zixuan looked at Mo Xiuchen and said, "At first, I thought the old man didn't like you because he left you to fend for yourself. Even when my mother and Wu Tianyi tried to kill you again and again, he turned a blind eye. Eyes, let you linger at the gate of hell."

Mo Xiuchen felt that the only advantage of having no memory was that when he listened to Mo Zixuan talk about the tragic experiences of his childhood, he didn't feel too deeply, as if he was listening to someone else's story.

As long as it doesn't have anything to do with Wen Ran, he can just be a listener.

Therefore, when he was listening to Mo Zixuan's words, there wasn't much expression change on his face, and there was more indifference between his handsome brows.

Mo Zixuan paused, and when he saw Mo Xiuchen's indifferent expression, he found it very boring, but halfway through the sentence, he continued: "But later, he let you join the company without saying anything, and he devoted himself to cultivating you. You He cultivated his own power and took control of the group. Even knowing that you hated him, he still made you the president. "

Mo Xiuchen didn't speak, wondering if he heard what Mo Zixuan said. He leaned lazily into the back of the chair, holding the cup in both hands, staring down at the liquid in the cup.

"At that time, I felt that he loved you. Perhaps, he had been indifferent to you before just to train you to be his heir, but his behavior was really weird. When you had sex with him because of Ranran When there was a conflict and you were unwilling to act on his orders, he let me enter the company to contain you."

"I had a conflict with him because of Ranran?"

Mo Xiuchen finally spoke, and his question was what Mo Zixuan expected.

"You really don't care about anything except what has to do with Wen Ran."

A smile appeared at the corner of Mo Zixuan's mouth, but this smile contained a hint of complex emotions, including sarcasm, bitterness, and an inability to understand Mo Xiuchen's infatuation.

Mo Xiuchen squinted his eyes and ignored his sarcasm, his eyes sharp and cold.

Whenever he looked like this, Mo Zixuan would feel uncomfortable, and he couldn't stand the cold aura emanating from him. He pursed his lips and said stiffly: "At that time, there was an accident in the Commercial Building. Ran Ran promised the family of the deceased in the name of the CEO's wife that the cause of the accident would be investigated, but the old man wanted to make the big issue a trivial one. You naturally favored Ran Ran, and you had a conflict with him. "

"So, he asked you to go back to the company to contain me?"

Mo Xiuchen smiled with disdain, but this was really Mo Jingteng's method.

It seems that he has always wanted to control him, but has never been able to do so. Therefore, when he lost his memory, he thought that was the best opportunity, and everything happened after that.

Mo Zixuan nodded, Mo Xiuchen was too shrewd.

"You've said so much, what don't you understand?" Mo Xiuchen put down his cup and looked at Mo Zixuan leisurely.

Mo Zixuan chuckled, raised his eyebrows and said, "Aren't you always smart? I've said so much, but you still don't understand what I want to express. Mo Xiuchen, have you become stupid after losing your memory?"

Mo Xiuchen gave him a look of disdain, "You don't understand whether Mo Jingteng has any father-son affection for me, right?"