Uncle President, please advise me for the rest of my life

If only she hadn't stopped the old man from training Jiang Xuan himself when the old man was still there.

Old Madam Mo regretted her past, and when she saw Mo Jiangxuan's dissatisfied face, her heart became ashamed.

"Jiang Xuan, I'm at this age, how many days do I have to live? I don't want to see you and Shi Qian continue to fight each other. Can you promise me and give up."

What?Let him give up?

It's almost a dream!

Mo Jiangxuan's face was disheveled, as disgusted as if he had swallowed dozens of flies, and he said with gloomy eyes: "Why should I give up? Didn't Mo Shiqian take the initiative to surrender? Why should I surrender to Mo Shiqian?"

For a moment, he wondered if the old lady Mo in front of him was someone else in disguise.

No matter how he confronted Mo Shiqian in the past, although the old lady Mo would verbally teach him a lesson, she never persuaded him to give up. Today why...

"You still don't understand what I mean."

Old Madam Mo sighed, and explained earnestly: "You are relatives, connected by blood, why do you have to fight to the death? There is no such thing as winning or losing, why can't you understand?"

Mo Jiangxuan's eyes were bloodshot, he stared at the old lady Mo, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Yes! I don't understand! Because I have never lost since I was a child!"

Except for Mo Shiqian...

It's not a glorious thing to be planted by his nephew, let alone being exiled from the country like a bereaved dog. How can Mo Jiangxuan bear this bad breath?

Mo Jiangxuan gritted his teeth, his clenched hands were bleeding, his eyes were greedy and fierce like a hungry wolf, "Only in his hands, I lost so badly! How can I, Mo Jiangxuan, be inferior to Mo Shiqian? Now I have won In sight, the final winner will belong to me, why should I admit defeat?"

"Jiang Xuan, you..." Old Madam Mo was furious, her face turned pale with fright at his obsession, and she couldn't help persuading: "You are not Shi Qian's opponent at all, don't—"

Before she finished speaking, Mo Jiangxuan interrupted her in a sharp voice: "Enough! I thought you would always support me and help me, mother. I didn't expect you to be too old to say such inexplicable words. You are no longer me. Familiar mother!"

He just failed once or twice, why should mother assert that he is not as good as Mo Shiqian?

It's not certain who wins and who loses until the end!

For a moment, Mrs. Mo aged dozens of years, revealing the old man's desolation, "Mo Jiangxuan! Are you blaming me?"

"That's right!" Mo Jiangxuan admitted without hesitation, without any scruples on the shocked expression of Mrs. Mo, and said vicious words with pleasure, "I'm not as hypocritical as Mo Shiqian, and I have opinions because of the so-called Filial piety hides it, and if I am not satisfied, I have to speak out! Mother, you are so old-fashioned that you naively think that I, who has competed with Mo Shiqian for so long, will take the initiative to let go of everything?"

Seeing Mrs. Mo's sad face, Mo Jiangxuan felt a bad breath, and said coldly, "Hehe, mother, don't even think about it. I almost destroyed the Mo family once. Even if I really let go, Mo Shi Is Qian willing? You are already old, and it is time to recognize the reality, why are you so naive?"

At this point, if Mrs. Mo still can't see that Mo Jiangxuan has resentment towards her, then these decades will be considered in vain.

Unexpectedly, she has been kept in the dark by her most beloved son all her life...

Old Madam Mo twitched the corners of her mouth in despair, a look of sadness appeared on her wrinkled face, "You——Mo Jiangxuan! I didn't expect you to talk to me like this. So I haven't seen you clearly all this time?"

Mo Jiangxuan shrugged nonchalantly, "It doesn't matter anymore, anyway, mother, you won't support me anymore, I don't need to pretend anymore."

Since she was able to open her mouth to persuade herself to admit defeat, it meant that she would definitely not continue to support him, so he didn't have to continue pretending to be a filial son.

The old lady Mo laughed at herself, couldn't help but shook her head, and began to feel pity for herself.

"Pretend? Haha! It turns out that the son I love all the time is just pretending to be in front of me. How ridiculous."

"Is it ridiculous? You should have figured this out a long time ago. After all, I also learned from you, mother. You taught me that you can use whatever means you can to achieve your goals and make full use of your identity?"

Mo Jiangxuan curled his lips, tearing his face completely apart, revealing his vicious nature in front of Mrs. Mo, "Back then you used your identity to force Mo Shiqian to compromise and let me go. I was just imitating the example. According to your expectations, playing the son you like, we just get what we need, mother, it's a bit too shameful for you to only blame me now."

Old Madam Mo was taken aback, her chest was clogged with depression, the pain seemed to explode, and an unknown word came out of her throat, "Uh uh..."

Mo Jiangxuan looked at her indifferently, showing no concern at all, "Since you are already old, mother, you can take care of yourself. As the saying goes, children and grandchildren have their own blessings. The relationship between me and Mo Shiqian Don't meddle in other things, or don't blame me for not recognizing you as a mother!"

Leaving a word indifferently, Mo Jiangxuan ignored the old lady Mo who was gradually showing pain, and left without looking back.

"It's unlucky!" Mo Jiangxuan couldn't help cursing.

Luo Shanshan, who had just left Mrs. Mo's room and had been waiting for him, came over with an urgent tone, "Have you finished chatting with your old lady? What do you gain?"

Mo Jiangxuan waved his hands, with a disgusted expression on his face, "Don't mention it, that old fool... don't mention it, just pretend we haven't been here today!"

Luo Shanshan vaguely realized something, covered her lips and smiled coquettishly: "Hehehe, that's your biological mother. I didn't expect Mo Jiangxuan to be so cold-blooded."

"It's not your turn, a femme fatale, to mock me, so how can you be better?" Mo Jiangxuan glanced at her casually, and said straight to the wound, "Luo Tianhai is still in prison , Have you ever visited him? Have you considered helping him to bear his debts? "

For a moment, the charming smile on Luo Shanshan's face froze and slowly twisted.

Mo Jiangxuan snorted coldly, and clicked his tongue in distaste, "We are nothing more than half a catty, don't act like a condescending Madonna in front of me, you are no better than the black mud of the stinking ditch, use it in front of me Don't hide it!"

Luo Shanshan slowly put away her smile, her heavy makeup couldn't hide her ugly face, "Mo Jiangxuan, you are ruthless towards women, you are really not a man!"

"There is no need for a woman who is as good as she can be."