She hid her pregnancy and faked her death, and the CEO turned gray overnight

Not for anything else, just because this document is the Vantage Group Share Agreement.

The holder above is not Zhou Gu, but warmth.

Quickly turning to the last page and seeing the transfer date, his eyes gradually became complicated.

This is not a recent move to please their father and daughter.

But when Fahrenheit was acquired four years ago, he transferred the shares directly to Wenqing's name after getting the shares.

"you……"

Zhou Gu nodded slightly and said word by word: "This document originally had no legal effect, because she faked her death and was removed.

But now that she is still alive, this equity letter has taken effect. Back then, I took revenge on Fahrenheit just to help her seek justice.

Regarding the human and financial resources of Vantage Group, I have not taken any part of them. They have all been transferred to your daughter’s name.

I came here to explain this matter to you today because I don’t want you to have a thorn in your heart and become prejudiced against me.

As for the harm I caused to Wenqing, I will make up for it. I just ask you not to interfere with our affairs as a father. "

After hearing this, Mr. Hua threw the document on the bedside table.

"Don't think you can convince me just by this, aren't you going to marry Wen Wen?

The wedding preparations are so grand, do you still want to have two things? "

Zhou Gu didn't explain, he just said, 'I'll give you an answer tomorrow'.

Mr. Hua didn't want to talk nonsense to him and pointed to the equity book.

"Take this thing away. Our father and daughter don't care about it. Please don't harass her again in the future."

Zhou Gu sighed lightly, "Mr. Hua, do you want to see her raise two children alone?"

Mr. Hua raised his head and looked at him in surprise.

"What do you mean by this? Wasn't her child aborted?"

Zhou Gu narrowed his eyes slightly, a flash of pain flashed across his eyes.

He knew he deserved death.

But the world is so cruel, how could he leave the three of them, mother and son, to seek relief alone?

"Wen Wenqing stole Qingqing's son back then, and took him to the Zhou family to recognize him. Momo, he... was born from Wenqing."

Mr. Hua was stunned.

After being stunned, his eyes were filled with distress and pity.

What has his daughter experienced?

As he lowered his head, a tear rolled down the corner of his eye.

He slowly closed his eyes and said in a hoarse voice: "We are all sorry for her, we are sorry for her."

Zhou Gu turned his head slightly, suppressing the sourness in his eyes.

Yes, they all felt sorry for her.

He was so wounded by the two most important men in his life that he couldn't even imagine how she survived.

"I will not let the three of them, mother and son, wander outside."

After speaking, he turned and walked outside.

The purpose of coming to see Mr. Hua today is the same as the purpose of meeting the old lady three days ago.

He wanted to express his position to them and tell them his position.

That's it.

Just when he was about to walk out of the room, Mr. Hua spoke, "Don't force her, let everything take its course."

Zhou Gu touched the wedding ring on his ring finger and smiled slightly.

With two children here, he didn't need to push her.

...

A private island in Hawaii.

The surroundings were brightly lit, and a quiet path extended into the distance, leading directly to the beach.

"Butler, the second lady is over there."

"I've seen it. Please step back. Don't tell the husband about the second lady's mental disorder. Otherwise, you won't even be able to live. Do you understand?"

"Clear, understand."

Several Filipino maids retreated, and housekeeper Aunt Man moved little by little towards the slender figure deep in the beach.

After getting closer, she tentatively called out, "Second Miss?"

She was answered by the sound of huge waves crashing against the shore.

After a moment of silence, she moved a few steps forward again, leaned forward and hugged her.

"Second Miss, please don't let your mind wander."

The woman in her arms was rarely quiet, and asked in an ethereal voice, "Aunt Man, do I often commit suicide?"