My ex-husband thought I was obsessed with him [Rebirth]

When Mo Chenghuan returned home, he took out his mobile phone from his pocket, found the latest photos in the album, and kept flipping through them.

In the photo are the two little protagonists of the full moon feast, curiously observing the surroundings in their infancy, their little faces are white and tender, their big watery eyes are black and white, their little faces are round and round, and they look well taken care of.

Mo Chenghuan zoomed in on the photo, sat on the sofa, and pulled off his tie.

The older brother who came out first obviously resembles An Nuo, with similar hair color and demeanor.

Compared with Xing Xing and Lele, this child is a little thinner. It may be due to congenital deficiency. I heard that he has been lying in an incubator for a long time.

Mo Chenghuan slid the screen to his younger sister. The younger sister's eyes resembled Mo Shenghuan's, but her nose followed An Nuo's. Mo Chenghuan glanced at the girl and slid the picture onto his brother again.

My brother is not in good health now, maybe after a period of time, he will be able to be similar to Xingxing Lele.

Seeing his son staring at the phone with long-lost tenderness on his face, Zhang Yun walked over and saw the photo on Mo Chenghuan's phone at a glance.

Today, as soon as the two children came out, Mo Chenghuan kept taking pictures with his mobile phone, staring at the two children without blinking.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yun couldn't help but sigh.

"Chenghuan." Zhang Yun sat beside Mo Chenghuan, with a helpless expression on his face, "I like your cousin so much?"

Mo Chenghuan raised his eyes, his eyes glanced coldly over Zhang Yun's face.

Because of Cheng Cheng's matter, the relationship between Mo Chenghuan and Zhang Yun reached a freezing point. The mother and son did not say a word face to face, but since Mo Shengkang went to prison, Zhang Yun's performance made Mo Chenghuan look at him with admiration, and the mother and son started again. Although the exchange was only a few simple words, Zhang Yun was still very happy.

"I'm not wrong." Zhang Yun looked at his son with some grievances, "Although they are young, they are your cousins ​​in terms of seniority."

Mo Chenghuan ignored Zhang Yun, looked down at the boy seriously, and gently stroked the screen with his fingers.

Looking at his son, Zhang Yun couldn't help feeling anxious.

That time he broke his head, Mo Chenghuan said that he and An Nuo are husband and wife, and they have two children named Xingxing Lele.

Zhang Yun is not stupid either. From now on, it seems that Mo Chenghuan is still immersed in fantasy and cannot extricate himself.

"Chenghuan, I didn't say that your second uncle is your immediate boss now. He can give you the position of vice president, and he can also pull you down from this position." Zhang Yun said truthfully, "You can't act too much." It's too hot!"

Mo Chenghuan lowered his head and cropped the photo silently.

When going to bed at night, Mo Chenghuan used a photo printer to print out the cropped photo, carefully cut out the little baby on it, and put it in the photo frame.

Before going to bed, Mo Chenghuan put the photo frame on the head of the bed, side by side with another photo frame, facing himself.

Pour a glass of water and put it on the thermal pad, Mo Chenghuan looked at the photo, and slowly fell asleep with the corners of his mouth raised.

Early the next morning, the phone's alarm rang on time. Mo Chenghuan got up and took the warm water on the coaster, raised his head and drank until there was not a drop left, his fingertips skipped the photo on the bed, got up and changed, washed and went to work.

As soon as he entered the company, Mo Chenghuan keenly noticed that the atmosphere in the company was different from usual. Secretary Li was waiting in front of Mo Chenghuan's office with a professional smile on his face.

"Vice President, President Mo is waiting for you in the president's office."

Standing in front of the CEO's office, Mo Chenghuan raised his hand to knock on the door, and the next moment he remembered what happened the last time he entered this office.

Go in vertically, come out horizontally.

The post-concussion sequelae of dreaminess and dizziness have bothered me for a long time.

The other hand stretched out and tapped three times rhythmically. Mo Chenghuan turned his head and saw the enthusiastic Secretary Li who was still smiling.

"Come in." An indifferent voice came from the office allowing entry.

Mo Chenghuan held his breath, pushed open the office door, and walked into the office with a stiff expression.

Secretary Li was outside, kindly closing the office door.

Mo Chenghuan tried his best to be calm, raised his eyes to look at the tall man sitting on the boss chair, avoided his eyes, and looked elsewhere.

"Mr. Mo, what's the matter?"

The man raised his jaw slightly, and Mo Chenghuan looked in the direction of the man's gesture, and saw the exquisite gift box on the reception table at a glance.

Mo Chenghuan's heart sank, knowing that what he sent was recognized.

The reception table...is the place where I hit myself with a concussion, and the meaning of putting things there is self-evident.

"I... just want to thank you all. It was a gift from me to my cousin Cheng Min and my cousin. Congratulations to them on their full moon. There is no other meaning. I have a membership card, so the price is not as high as the official website , just a wish." Mo Chenghuan said quickly.

Mo Shenghuan lightly tapped the table with his knuckles, and quietly looked at the young man in front of him with his dark eyes.

Mo Chenghuan opened his mouth, his words were difficult.

"Other people are giving full moon gifts, and it seems wrong for me not to give them. I really just picked one at random..."

Mo Chenghuan's mouth was dry when he explained, and he couldn't help raising his eyes, only to find that the other party was not listening to his explanation at all.

Or rather, he didn't believe a word.

The sound of knuckles hitting the table suddenly stopped, and Mo Chenghuan looked into Mo Shenghuan's eyes, like a bottomless black hole, which could swallow people up to nothing in an instant.

"Nuonuo, very upset."

The man finally spoke, his words were slow and his voice was cold, which directly overwhelmed Mo Chenghuan's long explanation.

It seemed that even if Mo Chenghuan came up with a million reasons, as long as there was one reason, what Mo Chenghuan did was wrong.

Mo Chenghuan couldn't help but look back at the gift box again, turned his head, avoided Mo Shenghuan's gaze, and tried to stay calm.

"It's my uncle who doesn't like the things I bought, or thinks they are not good enough. I can buy them again and give them again until my uncle is satisfied."

The office fell into silence, and the quiet needle drop could be heard.

Time passed by minute by minute, and every second seemed extremely long. Mo Chenghuan couldn't help but look up, and found that Mo Shenghuan was standing quietly in front of him at some point, with an indifferent expression on his face.

Mo Chenghuan took a step back subconsciously, his heart beating faster because of fear.

"What is it that makes you feel that I can't see through your little tricks?" Mo Shenghuan slowly lowered his head, his eyes were dark and emotionless.

Mo Chenghuan subconsciously clenched his fists, forcing himself to stand still, the fine beads of sweat from his temples oozing involuntarily.

I almost forgot that Mo Shenghuan is not the old man Mo who cares about his family and his heart, nor is he a bad and silent father who does things behind his back.

He is Mo Shenghuan, the Mo Shenghuan who crawled out of a hell-like situation.

He will never be soft-hearted, let alone take into account the family affection of the Mo family.

Others may not know it, but Mo Chenghuan is very clear that it is not that simple for Mo Shenghuan to recruit himself into the company.

The first month he joined the company was a month of watching Mo's family weeping blood. Mo Chenghuan never knew that someone could do things so heartlessly.

Cut off all the interests of the Mo family's offshoots, the companies owned by the Mo's offshoots, the companies that rely on Mo's for their survival, are cut off from supply, and they are allowed to come and cry every day, and they can only watch their own companies bankruptcy.

All kinds of troubles seemed to be found in the offshoot of the Mo family. The small company was found to have evaded nearly ten million yuan in taxes, and evidence of various scandals and crimes emerged one after another. During that time, people in Jincheng were still joking.

With their own strength, the Mo family branch filled half of the Jincheng Public Security Bureau.

Mo Chenghuan was almost terrified, watching the side branches of the Mo family fall one by one, those who he used to call cousins ​​were suddenly hammered and couldn't get up.

In the past few days, there were always kneeling and crying people at the gate of the old house. In the previous example, Mr. Mo closed his eyes and ignored them, letting Mo Shenghuan harvest.

There are quite a few children of the Pond family. Their fathers went bankrupt and ran away, their mothers were harassed and divorced by their creditors, and their children were directly thrown to their grandparents.

Even the old man, who was quite old, wanted to ask his children and grandchildren for an explanation at the beginning, but later he failed at the end of the year and was sent to a nursing home in Hainan, where he could not return home.

The old man was full of tears, sincerely apologizing for what happened, Mo Chenghuan still remembers it vividly, the old man even brought his grandchildren to kneel down, trying to get some mercy, but unfortunately, the people they met had no heart at all.

The Mo family has no side branches now, and all the so-called side branches are broken and scattered, leaving only the main family.

Playing smart in front of such a person, Mo Chenghuan clenched his fists, and the last trace of luck disappeared without a trace.

"I know, you like Nuo Nuo."

The cold and magnetic voice rang in his ears, and Mo Chenghuan subconsciously tensed his back and his whole body went stiff.

"I also know that you are waiting for me to die, you are waiting for an opportunity." The man spoke slowly, every word seemed to be on Mo Chenghuan's heart.

"I am indeed much older than you, but don't worry, you will die before me.

If all kinds of accidents can't solve you, I don't mind, I will do it myself. "

The man's voice was very calm, and he said "do it yourself", as if he was talking about how to slap a fly to death. The meaning was so clear that Mo Chenghuan couldn't help but get a chill down his spine, and a bit of unwillingness floated in his eyes.

He wanted to cut himself off, his last hope.

"You can choose to die alone, or you can choose to bet and admit defeat." Mo Shenghuan brushed his fingers across the table and stood beside Mo Chenghuan, with a ruthless tone.

"Like your parents, they can form a family without feelings."

Mo Chenghuan clenched his fists and lowered his head, his eyes were dark.

Secretary Li has been waiting outside the door, and was ready to call an ambulance. Seeing the office door open, Mo Chenghuan was carrying a box of things, his face was ashen.

Secretary Li immediately raised a professional smile, "Vice President."

Mo Chenghuan didn't even look at Secretary Li, he carried his things and left in an unsteady figure.

Secretary Li opened the office door and walked in, only to see Mo Shenghuan putting on his coat.

"Mr. Mo." Secretary Li's professional smile couldn't be maintained, "You only worked for 29 minutes today."

Mo Shenghuan glanced at Secretary Li, took out his phone, hung it on the phone, and shook the ugly black dinosaur fossil souvenir twice.

"Three ten minutes." Mo Shenghuan put away his phone, patted Secretary Li on the shoulder, and left without looking back.

An Nuo's chest was a bit dull, and when he woke up, he saw Er Zai's white and tender face, Er Zai was half asleep, half awake, lying on An Nuo's body, a drop of crystal saliva dripped from Er Zai's mouth, dripping onto An Nuo's neck.

"Xixi?" An Nuo wiped off her saliva, picked up her daughter, got out of bed wearing slippers, saw Mo Shenghuan was preparing breakfast for herself in the kitchen with Cheng Min on her back.

Cheng Min obviously didn't like the smell of oily smoke, he wiped his face over and over again with his little hands like a cat.