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Chapter 502 Shen Chun's Past (47)

"I don't need you to remind me about Zhou Yafang, let me tell you the truth, Shen Zhichen—"

Shen Zhijun looked like a demon, he restrained his hypocritical and polite smile, and a sinister curve appeared on his lips.

"As long as Chairman Zhou doesn't show up again, he will give me his shares. Even if you have Zhou Afang's shares, I am the largest shareholder of the Zhou Group, so I don't need to agree to your two requests. .”

"Big brother!"

Shen Zhichen stood up, clenched his fists hanging by his side, perhaps, this was the last time he called Shen Zhijun to call him big brother.

Looking down at this face, he didn't know why things happened like this.

"I thought about giving you a chance, but you don't know how to cherish it."

As Shen Zhichen spoke, there was transparent sadness in his eyes.

He didn't understand that people would become so unrecognizable when their ambitions were inflated for the sake of profit.

He still doesn't understand what family affection is in front of interests!
He is not a person who is willing to bear grudges and intrigue, but some people and some things make him disappointed and chilled!

Although Shen Zhichen spoke like this.

However, Shen Zhijun remained unmoved.

"Shen Zhichen, this is how shopping malls are, killing each other, fighting, and biting each other. What's more, in my eyes, you have never been my younger brother, you are just an enemy who robbed me of everything."

"Enemies?...I see."

He finally understood.

some demons.

No heart!
Don't give him another chance again!
He will not know how to be grateful!

"I see."

The last four words carry Shen Zhichen's determination.

His sadness and sadness are discarded here together, and cannot be taken away.

And Shen Zhijun sat in the office alone, with an indifferent expression on his face.

……

Three days later, a vigorous business news shocked the whole city.

After Shen Yezhong passed away, the one who died now is the chairman of the Zhou Group!

That is Zhou Yafang's father!
It rained heavily on the day of the funeral.

Shen Zhijun, Zhou Yafang and others were present in black mourning clothes.

Shen Zhichen came with Jiang Chunhe, Shen Chaosheng and Shen Yudie.

The atmosphere at the scene was very depressing, and with the rainy weather, it made people feel heavy and unbearable.

"You must have killed my father! Shen Zhijun, go to hell! You are no longer human!"

Zhou Yafang yelled and grabbed Shen Zhijun's neck, her canthus cracked, and she was pulled away by the bodyguards present.

Shen Zhijun straightened his collar indifferently, stroked Zhou Yafang's hair with a smile, his tone was so gentle:

"Father-in-law died, and I'm also very sad. My dear wife, I know you're not feeling well. If you want to vent it on me, you can vent it."

"Shen Zhijun, you are going to die! I feel disgusted when I see your hypocritical face!"

Zhou Yafang struggled and roared, she was like a crazy beast, about to break out of its cage.

Her scream was full of grief and hopeless depression!

Shen Zhichen on the side frowned, stepped forward, and couldn't help reaching out to pat Zhou Yafang on the shoulder.

"Let's mourn first and make peace!"

"..."

Zhou Yafang glanced at Shen Zhichen, his eyes flickered, and then he gave up.

Jiang Chunhe just watched Shen Zhichen go to comfort Zhou Yafang, and turned his eyes away.

Shen Chaosheng stood behind her, bent over her ear, and whispered in a voice that only two people could hear, "How does it feel to see your husband go to comfort his ex-wife?"

After finishing speaking, he sucked Jiang Chun and his small and delicate earballs.

Before she pushed him away, Shen Chaosheng had already straightened up first, pretending that nothing happened.

Jiang Chunhe pursed his lips, and retreated towards Shen Yudie's side.

It's raining. It's still falling.

The person on the tombstone cannot be resurrected after death.

Those who are not dead have ghosts in their hearts.

……

After Jiang Chunhe went back, he didn't say a word to Shen Zhichen.

Shen Zhichen didn't quite understand her abnormality.

Jiang Chunhe Wuzi went to bed and lay on one side.

When Shen Zhichen pressed down, she stretched out her hand and pushed his body.

"I'm very sleepy. I've been very tired these days." Her voice was very cold, and she even turned over.

"what happened to you?"

"……nothing."

"What did I dissatisfy you today?"

He had the nerve to ask.

Jiang Chunhe snorted, turned his face away, "Today, in front of so many people, is it appropriate for your ex-husband to comfort your ex-wife?"

Hearing this, Shen Zhichen frowned.

"Shen Zhijun is no longer a human being. He is a devil. The people he hurt are innocent. No matter who the opponent is, I will comfort him."

"So Dr. Shen is doing it out of humanitarianism?"

Shen Zhichen remained silent.

His silence drew Jiang Chunhe's sneer.

"But—you are no longer a doctor."

Unspoken.

He doesn't need to be so loving, so responsible.

And it's still for his ex-wife, anyone will feel bad.

Shen Zhichen sighed, "Alright Chunhe, I only have you in my heart, and it's not like you don't know it!"

He reached out and stroked her shoulder, kissing Jiang Chunhe's slender fair neck from behind.

"Don't be angry, it's not good for the baby's development."

"I'm too lazy to be angry with you." Jiang Chunhe was still sullen.

I don't know if it was her illusion, but the way she looked at Zhou Yafang and Shen Zhichen today was very strange.

Does Zhou Yafang still love Shen Zhichen? !
If a woman still loves a man, and her tragic experience arouses the man's sympathy——

Then in the future, will this man feel pity for this woman?
Will there be love after pity? !
If one day, Shen Zhichen's heart is no longer on her, then Jiang Chunhe knows that he will go far, and she will not be as spineless as before begging Yu Hao.

……

"Bitch!" Shen Zhijun slapped Zhou Yafang across the face.

After returning from the funeral, he withdrew his grinning face and replaced it with a devilish coldness.

At his feet, there were stray belts, ropes and whips.

Zhou Yafang was dumb and dull.

She seems to be dead...she doesn't know how to react...

It wasn't until Shen Zhijun grabbed her hair, the pain in her head brought Zhou Yafang back to her senses.

The person in front of her was staring at her fiercely.

A face similar to Shen Zhichen.

But Zhou Yafang knew that Shen Zhichen would not look at her with such eyes.

"Now you have got the Zhou family and what you want, what else are you not satisfied with?"

Shen Zhijun turned a deaf ear, "You were flirting with Shen Zhichen at the funeral today! Don't think I can't see you! You still love him? Do you still love him?"

"In front of so many people, you made me feel embarrassed, why don't you allow him to give me a hand?"

(End of this chapter)