CEO, You Look Like My Daddy

Fang Sheng's house.

At the moment, "Fang Sheng" was sitting on the sofa. After listening to his report, he touched his chin with great interest and said, "Mo Xiujin... Mo Sheng's son?"

"Yes."

"Interesting..." Fang Sheng's interest became strong.

Can the devil's child really wash the devil's blood and become a good man?

I'm afraid not

Even if they are raised in the sun, how can their bones be completely eliminated?

Fang Sheng's mouth was tickled. Things were really more interesting than he thought.

"Lord, do you want to send some more people to school?" his men asked.

"No, there are too many people. It's easy to scare the snake. Let's see what the little dolls can do." Fang Sheng narrowed his eyes. "I'm looking forward to them now."

How many children do you expect? My subordinates don't understand. Don't they have more important people to deal with?

"Lord, since Ning Ji and Jian Haixi have been out of Hunan recently, why don't we take the opportunity to deal with them directly, but waste so much energy to play Tai Chi with a few children." the subordinate frowned.

"You don't understand that." Fang Sheng shook his head and said with a smile. "Do you think we play this game just to beat Ning Jiwei?"

His men looked at him suspiciously. Isn't that why they came to Hunan city?

"Wrong, I'd rather raise those little bosses by myself than kill them directly. I watched them more like demons day by day and asked them to deal with more people and play more games." Fang Sheng said, his eyes gradually becoming a little crazy.

This is the most meaningful part of the game.

His subordinates suddenly realized that they looked at Fang Sheng with sincere admiration.

Indeed, he deserves to be regarded as the "Lord" by them.

Having said this, Fang Sheng stood up and straightened his clothes. He was still not used to clothes of this style and material, but he was willing to make some small sacrifices to make the game more interesting.

When he stood up, everyone in the house immediately bowed their heads and saluted him respectfully.

Fang Sheng waved his hand and said, "you're busy. According to Zhao Xu's words, find out the Mo Xiujin. I'll go to work."

Hearing that he was going to work again, his men said, "Lord, Jane Haixi is not here. Why do you go in person? It's better to find someone to pretend for you."

Hearing that his men mentioned the name of Jian Haixi, Fang Sheng raised the radian of the corners of his mouth. He smiled and said, "of course you have to do a full set of drama, and that woman is not so easy to cheat."

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The calm but gloomy day finally passed. Zhao Xu didn't come back to trouble the people, and he didn't know whether he was scared or preparing a bigger move.

After he got home in the evening, Mo Xiulin kept walking at the end. Today he was worried until he came into the room, he shouted to stop Mo Xiujin.

Mo Xiujin picked his eyebrows and looked at him.

Mo Xiulin pointed to the terrace on the second floor, frowned and silently passed by first.

Mo Xiujin put his hands in his pockets and followed him unsteadily. They passed through the living room on the second floor and came to the terrace outside.

Many flowers and plants are planted on this terrace. A circle is arranged around it. Several sun chairs are placed outside. They are willing to come here on a good weekend.

From the terrace on the second floor, through the main road in front of the door, there is a large garden in the villa area not far away. It is lush, but it is dark at this time of night. Further away is the bustling city. The colorful neon lights in big cities almost redden half of the sky at night.

Mo Xiujin squinted at the red sky, carelessly removed a lollipop and put it in his mouth. The sweetness spread in his mouth.

He stretched out his hand, took out another one from his pocket, turned and handed it to Mo Xiulin.

"Brother, do you want to eat?"

Mo Xiulin frowned and looked at Mo Xiujin. His eyes were deep, and his look was darker than the small garden not far away.

He shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Jin, be serious. I really have something to tell you."

Mo Xiujin blinked, looked at his heavy appearance of "elder brother like father", and suddenly laughed with a sniff.

"What are you laughing at?" Mo Xiujin was serious.

"Don't you just want to ask me about my school?" Mo Xiujin took back the lollipop in his hand, smiled at him and said, "yes, I don't care about Zhao Xu's beast's leg, but so what?"

He knew that even though Gu Xiaomian thought he was bluffing Zhao Xu, Mo Xiulin must know his real thoughts, but he never planned to hide his thoughts.

"Brother, we are not saints, and there is no need to repay the enemy with virtue. Even uncle Ning and aunt Haixi, or uncle Mo Jue, have not taught us to be kind to the enemy." Mo Xiujin stared into Mo Xiulin's eyes and said, "if I didn't do that at that time, it would only make Zhao Xu think we were afraid of him, and he would make it worse in the future."

"We boys are not in the way. What about the second sister, Shazhi and ruiruirui?" Mo Xiujin asked him.

"But..." for a moment, Mo Xiulin wanted to say that even so, hitting hard was certainly not the only way at that time, and with them, he believed he could protect these people.

However, after that moment, even he couldn't say such a thing himself.

If it were him, could he find a more suitable solution at that moment today? Can he guarantee that these people will always be in his protective circle?

Neither of them spoke again. For a moment, the terrace returned to the silence when no one came.

After a pause, Mo Xiujin raised his hand and patted Mo Xiulin on the shoulder: "brother, sometimes your benevolence should be changed."

He changed? Mo Xiulin wrote for a long time for the conversation between the brothers today. Even the moment before he stopped Mo Xiujin, he was still trying to tell him what to say. At this moment, all his words were blocked by Mo Xiujin.

How come it's not his?

Mo Xiulin sighed. Even if he agreed with Mo Xiujin, he still couldn't turn a blind eye to it.

Mo Xiulin said earnestly and sincerely, "ah Jin, I don't mean to ask you to show mercy to Zhao Xu, and I don't sympathize with him. I'm just worried that you will be controlled by the violent factor in your heart and become... Like your father at that time."

They haven't mentioned Mo Sheng for a long time. It seems that they have been buried in the past few years with the death of Mo Sheng and Lisa.

At the moment, I suddenly heard Mo Xiulin mention the father again, and the smile on Mo Xiujin's face slowly put away.

"Ah Jin, I don't care what's in your heart, but everyone here is very kind to us. I don't want and will never allow you to hurt any of them." Mo Xiulin looked straight at Mo Xiujin. There was a rare pressure as a big brother.

Mo Xiujin looked into his eyes and was silent for a long time. His face gradually faded from disbelief at the beginning to a piece of jade without temperature.

The light in the courtyard on the first floor came up from the bottom, because the shadowy plants became not very bright, and even blurred the outline of Mo Xiujin's face, making people unable to see the look under his eyes.

On the other side of him is the second floor of the brightly lit villa. The warm yellow light is reflected on his side face, and you can see the clear eyelashes.

So he stood at the intersection of light and darkness, half hidden in the dark and half exposed to the light.