Happy Spring

Chapter 141 Leaving the Merchant
The facial features of the two thick-faced series, the appearance of a man and a woman, appear in the picture at the same time, which is really a perfect match.

In the center of Qingcheng City on this day, everyone who passed by could see Jiang Lou proposing to Shu Yuelan.

Of course, Jiang Guyun, whose face was ashen, was also included among them.

Unlike others who smiled knowingly when they saw it, Jiang Guyun's mood can only be described as anger.

"It's just nonsense!" Inside the car, Jiang Guyun said in a cold voice, furious, "Did Jiang Lou be bewitched by Shu Yuelan! Why did he go crazy with her! Has he forgotten his identity!"

Although Jiang Guyun knew that Jiang Lou had a strong love for Shu Yuelan, he had done some extraordinary things in these years, and even went so far as to confront his father for such a woman.

However, it was also the first time that he proposed in public in public, completely disregarding the face and consequences of the Jiang family, just for the Bomei people to smile.

The degree of exaggeration can be said to be quite out of line, very outrageous.

Jiang Guyun's face was ugly, and he stared at his son's face on the big screen gloomily, feeling that he was making a fool of himself.

This matter must not be let go so easily, he must let Jiang Lou know what is his real responsibility!
At this time, the merchant, Shang Yingci handed the suit jacket to the butler at the side, opened the curtain of the gazebo in front of him, and bent over to enter.

Shang Junming was drinking tea, calm and composed, when he saw Shang Yingci come in from the corner of his eye, he said calmly, "I heard that you had a fight with Fang Shulan in prison?"

Shang Yingci's eyes flickered with a deep look, and his tone was cold: "It's just some small friction."

"Hmph, little friction?" Shang Junming obviously didn't believe it, and snorted coldly, "My daughter is dead, so you call it a little friction."

"Qiao Wenning committed suicide, and it has nothing to do with others." Shang Yingci's voice was indifferent. When he said this, the creases between his brows deepened, and his tone became heavy: "But her nonsense talk before she died did leave a lot for me. Trouble."

"Since Qiao Wenning is gone, you don't have to worry about anything." Shang Junming twisted a handful of new tea and put it into the teapot, "She is dead, what trouble can she cause you? "

In Shang Junming's eyes, the business was powerful, and no matter what the Qiao family, it was impossible to face the enemy head-on.

Since you won't be an enemy, what's the trouble?
But what Shang Yingci cares about is not this at all.

His brows were furrowed, and he said gloomily, "Did she mention the past with Shi Yi?"

Shang Junming was taken aback for a moment, and it took him a while to realize what Shang Yingci was talking about.

He shook his head nonchalantly, and said slowly with emotion: "What happened back then? It's really been too long. That child Wen Ning was smarter when he was about to die."

Obviously gloating.

Shang Yingci clenched his hands tightly, and his voice was tense: "Those things shouldn't be brought up again. Let the past go, okay?"

"Don't talk so high-soundingly, aren't you just afraid that Shi Yi will know?" Shang Junming sneered, and his meaningful eyes fell on Shang Yingci, "I don't think you need to worry so much. Will I thank you in return?"

"No," Shang Junming raised his voice suddenly, with a look of sudden realization, "She should be grateful to you now, if it weren't for you, how could she have become the eldest lady of the Shi family? You gave her a good future, she How can I not thank you!"

With Shang Junming's words, Shang Yingci's complexion became more and more ugly.

His brows were tightly furrowed, the line of his lips turned white, and his voice was low and hoarse: "Dad, do you feel very happy?"

Shang Junming's smile froze, he poured out the tea in the cup, and said in a deep voice, "What do you mean?"

"Seeing that your own son can't be with the woman he loves all his life, do you really feel happy?"

"I forced you to do what happened back then? Did I put a knife on your body?"

Shang Junming became impatient, he looked at Shang Yingci, his son, who is smiling when he sees others, can only lose control at this moment, he can't help but find it funny, sharp irony:
"Shang Yingci, why did you go back as you lived? When you were a child, you were more sensible than you are now, and you know what you want than now."

Menlei streaked across the sky, reflecting on Shang Yingci's pale face.

His lips were frighteningly white, and his emotions could no longer be contained, he roared angrily: "I've had enough!"

Shang Junming was stunned by his sudden reaction, he paused the hand holding the teacup, "What are you going crazy about?"

"I said, I've had enough!" Shang Yingci smiled. He took a deep breath, calmed down his boiling emotions, and tidied his sleeves slowly, "I don't want this business anymore."

Shang Junming thought he had heard wrong.

Most of the glass of water in his hand was splashed out, and the back of his hand was scalded, turning red.

The servants at the side turned pale with fright, and hurried over with ice packs.

Shang Junming let his subordinates deal with the marks on his hands, his eyes were full of depression, and he said coldly: "Do you know what you are talking about? I think you are crazy, you get out now, I'll just pretend you didn't come tonight."

"No need, I'm not crazy, I'm very calm now." Shang Yingci looked at Shang Junming's face that was getting out of control, and smiled happily: "I don't want to stay in this business for a day, and I don't want the Shang Group either. Whoever you want to find, I, no, care. "

Shang Junming never thought that Shang Yingci would just say no.

He was still not reconciled, and threatened: "How much effort have you spent on the development of the business these years? Now you say no, so you don't want it? Resign, are you crazy?"

"If I stay in this house any longer, I think I'm not far from going crazy." Shang Yingci twitched the corners of his lips, pressed the tip of his tongue against his upper jaw, suppressed his impatience, and paused every word, "Do you think I Why have you been working so hard for the merchant? For you? For the honor of the so-called merchant?"

"Isn't it? Isn't that what businessmen's kids are supposed to do?"

Shang Junming retorted as a matter of course: "If you are not a businessman, who knows you, Shang Yingci? Everything you have obtained, achievements, honors, the awe and fear of others, and the flattery and flattery of you, the first premise is that you are The merchant's son!"

Shang Junming also stood up, but he was old and very angry, so his movements trembled:
"Now you say that you don't want a merchant anymore? You don't want to be the young master of a merchant? Then what are you left with? Is it just you saying "Shang Ying Resignation"? Let me tell you, you are nothing!"

(End of this chapter)