To survive [Quick Transmigration]

Mo Zhaoyuan felt that Ming He, who had lost his memory, seemed a little too sweet.

He smiled, and gently squeezed Minghe's hand: "Okay, let's go home."

Mo Zhaoyuan, who turned his back to Minghe, didn't notice that the tips of the other's ears turned bright red again.Minghe pursed his lips, for some reason, when he heard His Majesty say "go home", he felt a little sour and a little sweet.

But it is always sweeter than soreness.Thinking of this, Ming He quietly raised a slight arc at the corner of his lips.

By the time the general meeting of shareholders ended, it was already close to four o'clock in the afternoon. On the one hand, it was almost time for dinner. On the other hand, although Zhu Province and Ming Province were adjacent, it was still a few hours' drive away.Taking these two points into consideration, Mo Zhaoyuan and Minghe settled down in Zhu Province.

Minghe always attached great importance to Mo Zhaoyuan, and booked a suite in a five-star city hotel as early as when he came to Zhu Province.After dinner, the two checked into the hotel.Just when Mo Zhaoyuan finished washing and changed into his bathrobe and was about to go to bed, suddenly a few uninvited guests came.

If you name them, they are the father of Wei, the mistress, and the illegitimate child, the "family of three".

Oh, yes, now the mistress is no longer a mistress, she finally succeeded in becoming Mrs. Wei.

It was Minghe who opened the door for the three of them. Minghe thought it was a hotel waiter who opened the door. When he saw Wei's father, his expression turned cold again: "What are you doing here?"

Minghe's expression was cold, but Wei's father turned even darker: "What's your relationship with Ling?"

Father Wei learned from the hotel that his youngest son only booked one room!Even if it's a suite, it's too much to share a room with a man.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but frowned fiercely: "Where's Lingze? Why didn't you come to see me? Is there anyone who is a son like him?"

Thinking of Wei Ling's teaming up with Mr. Zou to deal with him and driving him down from the position of chairman of Hongbo Group, Father Wei couldn't help but feel a little resentful.

This son is so sad!She is simply an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf!

Father Wei didn't hide himself too much, Ming He saw Father Wei's negative emotions towards Mo Zhaoyuan almost immediately.Hearing Father Wei's almost arrogant tone, and seeing Father Wei's wanton insult to his lord, the Mozu felt a killing intent in their hearts.

He moved his fingers, and kept repeating what His Majesty said in his heart, this world is different from the demon world, one cannot hurt human beings at will. He said it several times in a row before suppressing the killing intent in his heart.

But this human who dared to disrespect His Majesty——

"Okay my dear, doesn't He Ling have something to say?" Seeing that the atmosphere was not good, Mrs. Wei hurriedly smoothed things over.

Of course, she was also unwilling in her heart. After planning for a long time, she finally made her son the heir. What happened?That damned brat actually plotted against his own father, and bluntly turned Wei's father from the powerful chairman of Hongbo Group into an ordinary shareholder who needs to rely on others!

Mrs. Wei really hated her, but what about hatred?For the sake of her son, she even had to say good things in front of that brat to save face.

Among the three, probably only the illegitimate brother's mood is not so complicated.He didn't have much affection for his half-brother, but at least he wasn't as entangled with each other as Father Wei and Mrs. Wei were.

"Who's here?"

Mo Zhaoyuan's lazy voice came from behind, Minghe immediately ignored the three unexpected guests, turned around and walked to the kingsize bed in the suite: "Your Majesty, it's Mr. Wei who I met at the shareholders' meeting. There was a middle-aged lady and a young gentleman I didn't know."

Mo Zhaoyuan looked at Ming He's solemn and indifferent appearance, raised his eyebrows slightly: "Huh?"

Minghe's long eyelashes trembled: "It's your father and stepmother in this life, and your half-brother, who is now your nominal stepbrother."

This is much more concise and clear.

"Please come in."

The suite has a small living room, a long sofa and two single sofas are arranged in a U shape, and there is a small coffee table in the middle, which is enough as a temporary place for receiving guests.Then again, since it is an uninvited guest, there is no position to ask for more.

"I'll hug my respect first and go up there." Minghe pursed his lips, his cold brows and eyes showing some concern, "This time it's my fault, next time I will find a more qualified hotel."

Mo Zhaoyuan knew that Ming He was referring to the hotel telling Father Wei their room number, but he didn't care much.After all, Wei Ling is the biological son of Wei's father, and Wei's father is quite famous in Zhu Province. Just take out a photo to prove his father-son relationship with Wei Lingze.

When a father comes to find his son, it is understandable that the hotel will inform him of the room number.Or to change another hypothesis, if Father Wei said that they had already made an appointment to meet and asked the front desk for the room number, the front desk might tell him.

In short, although this matter made Mo Zhaoyuan a little dissatisfied, he was still understandable.No matter how you say it, you can't blame Ming He.

Minghe lifted Mo Zhaoyuan from the bed, and carefully placed him on the couch.Seeing that he was still not very happy, Mo Zhaoyuan smiled and stroked the side of his neck lightly: "Okay, it's not your fault, be happier, huh?"

"But they disturbed you." Minghe liked the way of expressing intimacy in his honor, with a thin layer of red at the end of his eyes, he insisted in a low voice.

It's not an illusion, Minghe who lost his memory is indeed different from the blood crane in Burning Heaven Palace.Mo Zhaoyuan was very patient with such a soft Minghe, and he comforted him with gentle words for a long time before pulling Minghe out of his depression and self-blame.

Ming He, who was comforted by His Majesty, was in a good mood. On the contrary, the three father Wei stood at the door and waited for a long time.Hongbo Group is definitely one of the best in Zhu Province. Father Wei has been the chairman of the board for more than 20 years.This time he was humiliated by his own son, while Wei's father secretly scolded the evil son in his heart, he still had to wait with a dark face.

After all, he is also "needing others" now, and if he wants to regain the position of the younger brother of the chairman of Hongbo Group, he has to rely on that evil son.

"Sir, please go in." Minghe, who was in a good mood, rarely eased his tone when facing Wei's father, although it was still cold to Wei's father.

Father Wei snorted, very dissatisfied with this young man who seemed to have an improper relationship with his son, and walked in with a serious face.Mrs. Wei and his stepbrother followed behind Father Wei. Father Wei sat down on a single sofa in a big way, Mrs. Wei sat on the other, and his stepbrother stood quietly behind Father Wei.

Minghe closed the door and walked to Mo Zhaoyuan's side.Mo Zhaoyuan took a look at Minghe, then pulled his clothes.

Mo Zhaoyuan's original intention was to ask Minghe to sit down, but in the eyes of Wei's father, this action had a little unusual meaning.

"Look at you!" Father Wei frowned tightly, and scolded dissatisfiedly, "Talking with a man, what does it look like!"

"Oh, Ling Ze is still young." Mrs. Wei annoyed pretending to be kind, "If you have something to say, just say it well. A well-behaved child like Ling Ze will definitely listen."

As if deliberately contradicting her, as soon as Mrs. Wei finished speaking, Mo Zhaoyuan leaned into Ming He's arms.

Madam Wei's expression suddenly became awkward.

Mo Zhaoyuan: Pi is very happy to offend =v=

While holding Minghe's hand and casually playing with it, he asked with a smile: "I don't know why the three of you came here uninvited at such a big night?"

Regarding the fact that Wei's father and Mrs. Wei both misunderstood his relationship with Minghe, although Mo Zhaoyuan could not say that it was intentional, he was also happy to see it.Seeing Wei's father's extremely responsive appearance, Mo Zhaoyuan was more than happy to add another fire - anyway, it's just a matter of lifting a finger!

Based on this kind of thinking, Mo Zhaoyuan deliberately acted gay and clingy with Minghe.

As expected, Father Wei's face turned ugly again: "Why did I come here, and what did you do, don't you know?!"

"Ah, you mean the cooperation between me and Mr. Zou?" Mo Zhaoyuan thought for a while before he "suddenly realized", "This is just a very ordinary business cooperation. I don't know why you are angry, Mr. Wei?"

"Why are you angry?!" Father Wei slammed the coffee table, "You are my son, and you actually teamed up with others to deal with me. Why do you think I am angry!"

Mo Zhaoyuan clicked his tongue softly, a little impatiently: "Yes, I am your son, neither your heir nor your confidant, what's the problem with cooperating with Mr. Zou for my own benefit? ?"

"It's Mr. Wei." He lazily stood up, squinted his eyes and looked at Wei's father, "I thought you came, um, how should I put it, to beg for mercy, probably?"

As he spoke, he showed a slightly sarcastic smile.

Father Wei could hear the unfinished threats in Mo Zhaoyuan's words, and the expression of admonishing his son froze on his face.

He was still afraid after all.

Mo Zhaoyuan couldn't help laughing, and he didn't hide his contempt at all. Father Wei blushed in vain, but he didn't dare to speak harshly again.

As Mo Zhaoyuan said, Father Wei came to seek peace.

The reason why he didn't need to "beg for mercy" was because Father Wei couldn't let go of his dignity as a father and wanted to suppress his younger son.But now seeing how the youngest son has no respect for him, no matter how stupid Father Wei is, he understands that the youngest son has no father-son affection for him.

But obviously it wasn't like this in the past, the youngest son used to be full of admiration for him, when did it start?

Father Wei suppressed the doubts in his heart, and asked in a deep voice, "Are you trying to get revenge on me?"

In fact, Wei Ling wanted revenge against his mistress and illegitimate child—that is, Mrs. Wei and Young Master Wei now, and did not make any demands on Father Wei.

However, the fundamental reason why Mo Zhaoyuan helped Mr. Zou deal with Wei's father and made Wei's father lose the position of chairman was to prevent his illegitimate brother from inheriting the Hongbo Group.In this way, Mo Zhaoyuan's move can barely be classified as "retaliation".

So Mo Zhaoyuan nodded, and admitted straightforwardly: "Well, you can put it this way."

"Why?" Father Wei couldn't help raising his voice when he heard this, "I think I treat you kindly. You accidentally got into a car accident and disabled your legs. Even though you were pulled from the position of heir, I also gave it to you." A few million is enough for you to live your whole life, what do you have for revenge?"

"If it's really me who accidentally got into a car accident, there's really nothing to take revenge on." Mo Zhaoyuan snorted, "Why don't you ask your dear wife? That car accident was really my accident." ?"