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"Is there anything else you want to say?"

No one answered, Jun Mohan left here with a smile, and stopped when he was approaching the door.

"I forgot to say something. From now on, the Imperial Group will not be named Jun, but An."

"Boom."

The door of the meeting room was closed, and the inside was fried into a pot of porridge.

"Young Master Jun, what does this mean? Is he going to resign?"

"Stupid, have you forgotten what the president said just now?"

Someone kindly reminded me, and then I learned it one by one, "I didn't expect that there are people who know me so well in the company. You are right. Let alone an imperial group, it is a tank, an airplane, or even an M country. I can give it to you." My wife, who of you has an opinion?"

"It's over, Young Master Jun will do what he said, what shall we do?"

"Cold."

With that said, everyone left here one after another.

In the car, Jun Mohan looked at the signature on the contract, and a happy smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Women like beautiful jewelry, jewelry, and so on, but only his An An likes tickets.

I hope these can be exchanged for her smile, and it won't be a waste of his thoughts.

The Jun family mansion in the suburbs.

Jun Hongchang walked into the living room with a livid face, "I'm so mad, why don't you die, you bastard."

From afar, Jun Yihuang heard cursing and went downstairs. Before he could ask, Jun Hongchang's words were like pouring beans out of his mouth.

"Dad, you want to comment. I won't fight for the position of the company's president, but he... he actually said that he would give the Imperial Group to that bitch An Xiaoxiao, and that belonged to our Jun family."

When Jun Yihuang heard this, his heart flickered, but when he heard Jun Hongchang addressing An Xiaoxiao, he couldn't help but frowned, and said in a low voice: "She is Mo Han's wife, your daughter-in-law."

"Dad." Jun Hongchang looked at him incredulously, "Hurry up and think of a way, otherwise, that rebellious son can do anything."

"I trust Mo Han, he won't be so impulsive."

When Jun Hongchang was about to say something, seeing Jun Yihuang's expression, he left here angrily.

Mo Han probably said this because he was angry with Hongchang.

After thinking about it, he was still a little worried, so Jun Yihuang called Jun Mohan.

"Mo Han, come here, Grandpa needs you."

"Ah."

Jun Mohan's expression became very complicated, he responded, and said to Leng Si: "Go to the old house."

The steering wheel was turned, and the car drove towards the suburbs. Looking at the familiar scenery, the slender fingers tightened slightly, and the tight jaw showed that he was not at peace.

"Bah."

When the brakes sounded, Jun Yihuang in the villa couldn't sit still anymore and stood up. When he just walked to the door, he saw Jun Mohan outside, a gleam of joy flashed in his eyes, and his face was full of kindness.

"Mo Han, you're back."

"Ah."

Jun Mohan responded lightly, he hadn't seen him for a few months, grandpa seemed to be much older, his fingers were trembling a little, and there seemed to be a thorn in his throat, he said in a hoarse voice, "What's the matter?"

"Uncle Li, bring me my chessboard. We, grandpa and grandson, haven't played chess for a long time."

Jun Yihuang didn't answer his words, but told the steward that when he heard the word "chessboard", images of the past flashed in his mind, and something flashed in his deep eyes.

"Master, you and the young master have a good time, and I will send someone to prepare lunch."

The housekeeper said excitedly, and when he turned to leave, Jun Mohan stopped him, "Uncle Li, there's no need for lunch, An'an is still at home."

"Master."

Jun Yihuang waved his hand, the butler left here, put down the last pawn in his hand, and asked tentatively: "Do you want to hand over the group to Xiaoxiao?"

"No."

An An doesn't have this ability, but with him, none of this is a problem.

Besides, if grandpa knew that he had put the whole group under An An's name, he would not be able to do anything impulsive. For An An's sake, he couldn't take risks.

Hearing this sentence, Jun Yihuang felt relieved, changed the subject, avoided it, and asked in a low voice, "When are you and Xiaoxiao going to have a baby?"

"Working hard."

Jun Yihuang was overjoyed by Jun Mohan's words, but his expression remained unmoved, and he continued to ask tentatively: "When you have a baby, can you lend me to play?"

"Play?" He frowned.

"I'm wrong, I can bring it for you."

When Jun Yihuang's words just fell, Jun Mohan stood up with a "swish", his handsome face was covered with frost, and said coldly: "My child, I will protect him, he will not be the first Two me."

"Mo Han."

His lips squirmed, and his voice was terribly small. Jun Yihuang tried to grab something with his trembling hands, but in the end he fell down powerlessly, and there was only sadness in those shrewd eyes.

Jun Mohan paused, but still walked out, after all, he still couldn't let go of his mother's departure.

"Back to the hotel."

After saying this, he closed his eyes.

An Xiaoxiao woke up, thinking of what happened just now, she blushed like an apple, she, she fell asleep.
Faceless.

"drop."

At the same time as the door lock rang, An Xiaoxiao subconsciously lay down and pretended to be asleep, holding the quilt tightly with her slender fingers.

Jun Mohan's footsteps were very light, and he slowly moved in front of her. Seeing those trembling eyelashes, he smiled meaningfully.

Little wild cat, are you shy?
"An'an, look what this is?"

Curiosity scratched her heart like a cat's paw, to see, or not to see?

Still awake, Jun Mohan stretched his slender fingers into the bed, and landed on An Xiaoxiao's waist accurately, one click, one click.
"Stop it, itch, itch, hehe."

Crisp and melodious laughter rang out in the room, Jun Mohan's deep eyes were full of doting, he put the document in front of An Xiaoxiao, "For you."

Slender fingers opened it and saw the equity transfer letter, but when they saw the words "Jun Hongchang", their eyes dimmed.

"Mo, he is your father after all, you."

"He doesn't deserve to be my father at all, otherwise I wouldn't even be able to see my mother for the last time. If he had a little conscience, he wouldn't let that woman kill my mother."

Jun Mohan's tone was very light, but the hatred in his eyes was in stark contrast to the calmness on his face. Seeing him like this, An Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of distress, and she hugged him tightly with her arms.

"Mo, it's over, you have me now."

The words that came from beside his ear made Jun Mohan helpless and ridiculous, this girl, do you treat him like a child coaxing him?But this soft touch is really good.

Feeling the scorching gaze above her head, An Xiaoxiao raised her head, only to realize that something was wrong. She, did she forget to put on her clothes?
It turned out that she was naked all the time, shit.