CEO's 100 Days after Wedding

Cold old man is angry to blow beard to stare, "you plan to hide from me when!"

"Dad, my brother and I didn't want to hide it from you, but the result is not clear. I think it's better not to tell you, so that you won't worry." Leng Shaoyun explained.

"Shut up Cold old son cold drinks a, ruthlessly stare a cold Shaoyun.

Leng Shaoyun immediately silence, stand aside, ready to accept the old man's next anger and abuse.

"You are not talking nonsense! Mo Mo is my grandson. Can I not worry about it? " Cold old son heavily patted next wood tea table.

The dull sound, but extremely loud, Leng Shaoheng even through the mobile phone, can hear, and feel the old man's anger.

"I don't know whether I'm dead or alive now, what I've done these days!" Cold old man's brow tightly frowned, with worry, discontent and anger.

"Tell me honestly, is it possible for Mo Mo to live?" Cold old son angrily asks a way, this is the thing that he worries most.

Leng Shaoyun lowered his head and didn't know how to answer.

Inside the phone, Leng Shaoheng was silent, and there was no sound.

When Leng Shaoheng and Leng Shaoyun, two brothers, were silent one by one, he had a bottom in his heart, but he was still unwilling to admit that Mo Mo died so plainly. He didn't see anyone in his life and died No bodies.

This makes people feel at ease?

Not at ease, not reconciled.

If the body is not found, it shows that there is still hope for people to live, doesn't it?

As long as there is hope, it is a good thing, and we can continue to have the motivation to stick to it.

If there is no hope, there will be nothing left. We can only accept the cold and cruel reality.

"Talk! Isn't it very eloquent? " Leng Laozi stares at Leng Shaoyun and yells at the phone.

"There is little hope of life." Leng Shaoyun said truthfully and pursed her lips.

The cold old man picked up the tea cup on the table and smashed it at Leng Shaoyun.

Just hit slant, hit the wall behind Leng Shaoyun directly.

"Bang!"

The teacup of China smashed on the wall and burst into pieces.

"You don't want your little nephew to live and curse Mo Mo to death, do you?"

Cold old son points to cold Shaoyun quality to ask a way, the spirit doesn't hit a place, again pick up a teacup, toward cold Shaoyun continue to smash past.

Only this time, he hit right, but Leng Shaoyun didn't have time to escape. He was hit on the forehead, and instantly the bright red blood came out.

"You bad thing! Don't look forward to something better! " The old man saw that Leng Shaoyun's forehead was bleeding. He was indifferent and continued to scold.

Leng Shaoyun frowned and noticed the hot and humid feeling on his forehead. He raised his head to touch it and saw that there was blood on his hand.

His face and eyes darkened in an instant.

"You see what you can't say well? Do you have to do something? " Aunt Xiaolin said coldly, and then told the servant, "go and dress up the second young master."

"Yes." The servant rushed to get the medical box.

Leng Shaoyun didn't speak. Although he was very unconvinced and aggrieved, he didn't say anything.

"Dad, Shaoyun has been at the exhibition site these days. When I'm away, he's always directing the scene. You've wronged him." Leng Shaoheng heard master Leng say that, and Leng Shaoyun explained.

"Because of him, I can't find Mo Mo!" The old man gave a cold hum.