Six years later, she took three milk balls to blow up the world

Chapter 1128 Zhan Junyuan, the fake
Mr. Zhan was very impressive in front of outsiders, but he was rarely so angry in front of his own grandson.

With this shot, Zhan Mochen understood everything.

The counterfeit Zhan Junyuan back then was probably a waste.

Sure enough, what Mr. Zhan said next completely confirmed his thoughts.

"A piece of land that can be used for 70 years, he only talked about 40 years, and spent a sky-high price far higher than the actual value! If only he could make back the money he spent, forget it, but he signed the contract There is also a problem, which means that the land cannot be used for commercial or civilian purposes, and it can only be abandoned until now!"

"The Zhan family has been inherited for hundreds of years, and no one has ever lost such a big business. I took back the subsidiary company in anger and asked him to start from the grassroots level. He was still not satisfied and made a fuss with me at home! I was disappointed It can be seen that he is not a business material, and if the Zhan family is left in his hands, it will be destroyed sooner or later!"

Facing the angry old man Zhan, Zhan Mochen hesitated and did not dare to ask any more questions.

Mr. Zhan continued: "In the end, I can only decide to take charge of the company for a few more years, train you well, and then skip him as an unqualified successor and hand the company directly into your hands."

As he said that, he looked at Zhan Mochen with loving eyes and said with emotion: "Fortunately, you are very smart and tough. Your words and actions are exactly like those of our Zhan family. They say that your son is like your father, but you didn't expect that you are mine." Grandson, more like me.”

"After your father found out that I had this idea, he made a big fuss at home. That's fine with me. My son knows it himself, so he's not so angry anymore. I just pity your mother, such a good woman, you Dad didn’t know how to cherish her, he would find faults and quarrel every day, and the couple’s relationship was in a state of confusion. Your mother’s life was really difficult in those few years.”

He sighed: "I originally thought that your dad was just too young. When he gets older and matures, he will change. I didn't expect..."

Mr. Zhan said, his voice lowered and his eyes were a little moist.

No matter how unfulfilled Zhan Junyuan was, he was still his son. The most he could do was be angry at him for not living up to expectations. He never thought that he would die unexpectedly at such a young age.

A person with white hair gives a gift to a person with black hair. This is the eternal pain in the hearts of parents.

Zhan Mochen felt Mr. Zhan's sentimentality and wanted to change the topic, but also felt that the opportunity was rare and wanted to take the opportunity to learn more about what happened back then.

He thought about it for a moment and simply changed the question.

"Grandpa, my dad and my mom have such a bad relationship. How did they get together in the first place? If my dad was not good to her from the beginning, how could she marry my dad? Did something happen in the meantime? ?”

"This one."

Mr. Zhan put away his sadness and smiled calmly: "Your parents' marriage is probably like mine and your grandma. But they are different from us."

"In your grandma's and my time, most couples were arranged by their parents to be matchmakers. Even if they didn't have much affection after marriage, they would respect each other as guests and would not do anything to hurt each other."

"Your father and your mother have a marriage contract. It was because the Zhan family and the Ji family were on good terms and the adults of our two families were on good terms with each other, so they decided to get married. Your mother seemed a little reluctant at first, but in the end she agreed. I didn’t say anything. Your dad never said he didn’t want to from the beginning to the end. Who knew that after we got married, he would make everything difficult for your mother, making me embarrassed to see Ji’s family again.”

"Especially after your mother passed away unexpectedly, the Ji family was very resentful of us. They simply emigrated the whole family abroad and had no contact with our Zhan family until death."

Mr. Zhan recalled his friendship with the Ji family in the past and sighed: "If your dad hadn't done those bastard things back then, maybe after your parents left, you would still have a grandparent to rely on. Unlike these 20 For many years, only our grandparents and grandchildren have depended on each other."

Ji family.

To Zhan Mochen, this was a surname that was both familiar and distant.

Kind because he also has the blood of the Ji family flowing through him.

Distant because there was no trace of Ji's family in his memory.From what Mr. Zhan said, it's hard to say that Zhan Junyuan's weird temperament back then had nothing to do with the Gu family's deliberate child replacement.

Gu Shiyuan knew about his life experience, how could Zhan Junyuan not know about it?
Zhan Mochen had various doubts in his heart, but Zhan Junyuan was already dead, so these questions would never have answers.

Zhan Mochen lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, reorganized his words, and spoke again with a hint of temptation.

"No wonder I always feel that my dad and I are not close. He always disliked me at that time, saying that I didn't look like him and my personality didn't resemble him. But after so many years, I thought it was because I was young at that time. misremembered."

"You remember correctly, your dad has such a bad temper that no one can stand him."

Mr. Zhan scolded his son without mercy: "Fortunately, you not only look like your mother, but your temperament and temperament are more like your mother. If you really follow your father, it will really be the fate of our Zhan family." !”

What the old man said made Zhan Mochen dumbfounded. He wanted to laugh but couldn't.

He is not the son of Zhan Junyuan at all, so how could he grow up with Zhan Junyuan?

And his biological father, Gu Shiyuan, was originally the legitimate son of the Zhan family, but he was plotted to make him miserable for half his life.

Fortunately, by mistake, even if Ji Yanrong had an affair, he would still be the heir of the Zhan family.

But the twists and turns in the process still need to be explained clearly to the old man, so that the old man can recognize Gu Shiyuan and his son in his lifetime.

Zhan Mochen hesitated for a while, and tentatively reminded Mr. Zhan: "Grandpa, since my father and I are not similar at all, you have never doubted that maybe one of my father or I is not Zhan's family? "

"How is it possible?" Mr. Zhan laughed: "Although your grandma has the same relationship with me, she will never cuckold me. As for you...you and your great-grandfather are simply carved from the same mold...cough Well, I doubt anyone will doubt you..."

Mr. Zhan seemed to laugh at Zhan Mochen's ridiculous statement, and burst into laughter.

He just smiled and started coughing. After a violent shock in his chest, his face suddenly turned pale and his brows slowly frowned.

"Mo Chen, I, I..."

Mr. Zhan seemed to want to say something, but he was speechless. He just covered his heart tightly with both hands. He looked in pain, and he fell back on the back of the sofa in a daze!
"Grandpa, what's wrong with you?"

Zhan Mochen was shocked when he saw this. He quickly stood up to support Mr. Zhan and shouted: "Come here, get the medicine!"

"I'm coming!"

The servant was waiting outside the door and ran in quickly after hearing the sound. Mr. Zhan was quickly surrounded by a group of people and started various first aids.

Mrs. Bai and An Yan also heard Zhan Mochen's voice from the bedroom, and hurriedly ran through the corridor and rushed over.

Mrs. Bai walked up to Mr. Zhan, took out a medicine bottle from his pocket without saying a word, and stuffed two pills into his mouth.

A few minutes later, Mr. Zhan's expression finally calmed down, but his complexion still looked gloomy. He closed his eyes and rested against Mrs. Bai, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak.

Zhan Mochen's heart sank after seeing this, and he asked Mrs. Bai with a lump in his throat: "Grandma, how is grandpa's illness going?"

(End of this chapter)