Brilliant

At the same time, Mo Nanxuan received another message in the hotel. The company he and Mo Beicheng's father, Mo Jingzhi, was suddenly accused of substandard products and money laundering. At the meeting, Mo Jingzhi's control over the company was temporarily deprived, and Mo Nanxuan, who held 28% of the shares, was urgently recalled.

Even Mo Nanxuan himself was dumbfounded. Where did he get the 28% of the shares? He left France after arguing with Mo Jingzhi and never came back. He didn't think his mother would transfer his shares To myself, and didn't the mother go crazy afterwards?

"What the hell is going on? Why did you suddenly get 28% more shares?" Ou Yu asked. He had just heard about the Mo family's conflicts from Mo Nanxuan. No matter how he looked at it, Mo Nanxuan would not get so much shares?

The first thing Mo Nanxuan thought of was his younger brother - Mo Beicheng.

Perhaps it was because of a piece of music that he had just released on the Internet. Mo Beicheng kept getting calls from his cell phone, but he didn't care about it. He just answered his brother's call.

"Hello." Mo Beicheng deliberately walked to the balcony and closed the glass window. He may have realized something. He who never smoked lit a cigarette for himself. Watching the cigarette curl up.

"What's going on? Did you do something wrong?" Mo Nanxuan asked.

"Huh?" Mo Beicheng blew on the flame of his cigarette, "What happened?"

"Equity, did you give me the equity of Mo Jingzhi's company?" Mo Nanxuan asked.

Mo Beicheng looked up at the birds flying in the sky, and suddenly the smile on his face froze, and when he spoke again, Mo Beicheng's voice changed: "Oh, they have already done something?"

This time it was Mo Nanxuan's turn to be surprised, Mo Beicheng's voice became cold and sarcastic: "What did you do?"

"Brother, do you really think that after my mother committed suicide, I will only watch?" Mo Beicheng watched the ashes fall from the cigarette, "Father's business is not clean, so I just helped others, I counted After that, he will be in prison for about 110 years. Although he can't kill him to pay for his mother's life, it is enough. Let him live in prison to atone for his sins. As for the shares, I coaxed my mother to change them. Will...By the way, brother, you don't know yet. Dad and that woman also had an illegitimate child who is 18 years old this year, so you can see that Dad treated us so badly later because of him There are already successors. But brother, you don’t have to worry, I have investigated those two children, they are both useless material, and they will not pose any threat to brother, so you can go back and inherit the family business with peace of mind, brother.”

Mo Nanxuan glanced at the screen of the phone, and it was indeed Mo Beicheng's name displayed on the phone, but it was far from the Mo Beicheng in his impression.

Mo Beicheng should be the piano prince who doesn't eat fireworks.

It should be the boy who is crazy about music.

There should be music, roses, and all the good things around him.

Listening to his brother not speaking for a long time, Mo Beicheng asked: "Brother, do you think I shouldn't be this kind of person... I should be gentle, and I should be powerless in the face of these..."

Should be pure, should be innocent, should have been robbed of everything, waiting for his invincible brother to come to rescue him.

But he didn't.

Mo Beicheng knew about his father's cheating a long, long time ago.He has hearing that others can't match, and he also has nuanced feelings.He didn't tell anyone that he accompanied his father to carefully construct this seemingly perfect family, and accompanied his mother to play the role of a carefree prince. secret.In fact, Mo Beicheng's plan at the beginning was that if his father could act as a good husband for a lifetime, then he would keep his father's secret.

If he can't, then push him to Abyss Hell.

It's just that he never thought that his father would be so cruel, and he never thought that his mother would love him so deeply that he would use death to prove his love.

"I don't want to blame you, you did the right thing..." Mo Nanxuan rubbed his temples, he probably should have thought of it earlier, after the hatred was ignited for his younger brother who relied on his mother, his monstrous anger It will definitely lead to bloodshed and death.

"It's just why did you leave the shares to me?" Mo Nanxuan asked, "Didn't you hate me when I ran away from home in anger?"

Mo Beicheng stifled the cigarette butt on the railing, "Yes, but it's not that deep. I know the reason why my brother ran away from home...I know..."

"Huh?" Mo Nanxuan was puzzled.

Mo Beicheng took a breath, he spoke slowly, and his tone changed back to his usual one: "Mozart's family actually produced two musical geniuses..."

Sister Maria Anna Mozart and brother Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart.

Mo Nanxuan on the other end of the phone was stunned, and the phone slowly slipped from his palm.

"He knows it all...he knows it all..."

It was the first time Ou Yu saw Mo Nanxuan like this, so he hurried up to ask him what happened.

Mo Beicheng, on the other hand, looked at the clouds floating outside the balcony.

Mozart's sister is actually a musical genius.

But Mozart's family didn't have enough money and ability, they could only cultivate a genius, and at that time, the female sister was naturally a victim...

Abandoned, used as a gift, used as a tool.

Music needs money, music players need money to support, and the funds needed to cultivate a musical genius are beyond imagination, so the Mozart family chose to sacrifice their sister to train their younger brother, and their family needs a shining successor, the eldest son He needs to bear the responsibility for the prosperity of the family, and the second son needs to win the name of art for the family.

It's cruel, it's selfish...

Mo Beicheng thought that his brother would leave home to continue his music career after hearing his father's request, but he didn't.

Seeing his brother again after many years, Mo Nanxuan still chose business instead of his favorite music.

Mo Beicheng covered his head, perhaps because of his natural hearing sensitivity, all the sounds in the world came to him.

When he realized that he had lost his musical talent, he didn't feel much pain. God doesn't favor any sinners. He committed so many crimes, and he deserved the deprivation of his talent. He even handed over his M account Sometimes, he felt that it was a punishment from the gods.

He condoned his father's cheating, but as a son he recorded his father's crimes, he lied to his mother, he deprived his brother of his dream, and he personally destroyed his father's career...

But he doesn't regret it, even if the gods take away more things from him, he doesn't regret it.

Behind him, Wen Mingyuan put down his phone and gently opened the window.

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