Chapter 158 Hurry up and leave

In the Qingjia Lake Villa.

Shen Sufen's mood today is quite heavy. Her son, who was supposed to work in the company, returned home before noon.

She called him, but he didn't. When she talked to him, he thought he didn't hear him.

Most of the time has passed, and the sky has gradually darkened, but her lost son is still sitting alone in the garden, looking at the blue lake in the distance in a daze.

From childhood to growth, Shen Sufen has been very proud of this son. His son is handsome. At first glance, he looks smart and loved by everyone. He can still speak well, and no matter how difficult it is to get along with, he can't stand the sweet words of his little mouth.

Shen Sufen herself is a traditional housewife. After giving birth to a child, she no longer goes out to work and stays at home to run her own small family. Her son and husband, one is the sky, the other is the treasure in her heart, which is also the whole content of her life.

In the past 20 years, she has changed from a young girl who is in love to a middle-aged woman who is not distracted. She lives a plain life, but she is very satisfied. She never complains about the world. She never asks for everything with peace of mind.

But since her son came out of the matter of Miss Luo at the end of last year, she found that the originally calm and comfortable home had completely changed overnight.

Her son, the treasure in her heart, no longer holds her in his arms as soon as he comes back. His mother on the left and mother make her happy and make her happy... He no longer likes to laugh or talk. He either sleeps in the room all day long, or sits on the stone stool in the garden in a daze, just like now...

And her most solid reliance in her life, her husband, now the high-ranking managing director of Luo's Group, completely ignored the changes in his family. He became busier, almost leaving early and returning late every day, and sometimes he was too busy to stay up all night.

He met her in the age of cardamom. At that time, it was still in the old days. It was almost the order of his parents and the words of the matchmaker. The two only met a few times before they signed a marriage contract. Shen Sufen is a reserved woman. Although the days of their marriage are not compatible, at least they are indifferent and quiet. She knew that her husband was not good at expressing himself, but she had always put herself in an extremely important position. She had been a couple who had nothing to do for so many years. At this age, even if he suddenly became cold to himself, she did not complain.

It's just that she loves her son, and she can't bear to watch him lose weight like this. So, he took a bowl of boiled lean meat porridge, quietly walked over, gently put the bowl on the round stone table next to him, bent down to his ear, and said softly, "Son, are you hungry? Mom cooked porridge for you. Eat a little."

Yu's dull figure suddenly moved. Shen Sufen was overjoyed and was about to bring the bowl in front of him, but she heard a deep sound of opening the door not far away.

With the opening of the iron gate, her husband Qingyan, who was almost busy and disappeared, actually strode in. With a chill on his face, he stared at the mother and son sitting by the lake coldly. There was a majestic momentum in his fierce eyes. Shen Sufen was shocked. When she looked down at her son, she found that he had been early. He stood up and walked towards the room like a gust of wind.

The father and son seemed to have a good heart. They coincidentally walked into the study and closed Shen Sufen, who arrived late, outside the door with a "bang" sound.

In the study, before the Qingyan sat down, Yu, who followed him closely, asked slowly, "Dad, what have you been busy with when you go out early and come back late every day recently?"

Qingyan was stunned when he heard the words, frowned, and slowly took back his hand on the hanger. He turned around and sat down in the leather chair in front of the desk. He asked with a cold face, "What am I busy with? Don't you usually see it?"

"If you want people to know, don't do it yourself. Don't think that you and Uncle Zheng can hide it for a while and hide it for a lifetime.

Yu slowly and with a sarcastic tone suddenly made Qingyan angry. He grabbed the glazed ashtray on the desk, smashed a powder on the floor fiercely, and shouted aggressively, "Bad boy, who are you talking to? Why are you so useless in our Qing family..."

The word "rebellious son" resisted and didn't say it. It was all because of the fear in Qingyan's heart. He was indeed a little afraid. Did his son really know the inside story?

Sure enough, Yu was completely indifferent to his roar. A boulder stood in front of him and continued to suppress his voice and ask, "The tens of millions of liquidity of Luo's Group have been jointly swallowed by you and Uncle Zheng. Is this true or false?"

The Qing banquet was still calm, but an uneasy heart had already been fiercely picked up. He began to think silently, thinking that Luo Tianqi was still in a coma in the hospital, and the other members of the board of directors were under his control. So who else would easily know his secret?

Qing Yan's mind moved, and suddenly there was an answer. It was him, it must be him, it must be Luo Hanfeng. It seems that there is his eyeliner in the group!

Luo Hanfeng and his son have always had a very good relationship. He couldn't bear to hide the truth from his son, so it was reasonable to tell the truth.

So, Luo Hanfeng has returned to Yuncheng!

The corners of Qingyan's lips couldn't help but have a strange smile. He has been used to all kinds of open and secret struggles in the mall for decades. Today, even in the face of the questioning of his own son, he has to show the demeanor and aura that the old world should have.

So, he sneered and said calmly, "You should know that there is a golden rule for working in the mall, that is, either you lose or I win. This time I'm just following this rule to get back the interests that belong to our Qing family.

"Why did you do this?" With a hoarse and shocking roar, the whole study was shaken, as if it would collapse at any time.

Yu's face was dark, and his red eyes were covered with blood, staring at his father viciously.

The Qingyan, who was shocked by the roar, took a long time to react and suddenly gave a self-deprecating smile, "Okay, this is the good son I taught!"

His fist suddenly hit the desk in front of him fiercely. The intact mahogany plane suddenly recessed, and a ferocious and twisted crack appeared.

He stared back at his son, with blue veins on his forehead, and his eyes were burning: "You have only seen the Luo family shining on our Qing family in the past few years. But have you forgotten how your grandfather died?

I told you that he died of illness. He was so angry that he was depressed by the Luo family.

Your grandfather has been the housekeeper of the Luo family for most of his life. Like a loyal pug, he runs around for Luo Shenghong and never complains.

But what about Luo Shenghong? In those years, he secretly transferred his wealth and suddenly decided to move his family to the United States. Before leaving, he only casually threw a few pieces of gold to your grandfather. Even if he had a dog and had been together for so many years, he should have feelings. However, Luo Shenghong patted his buttocks so easily and left. "

Qingyan's face was fierce, and his eyes suddenly showed gloom. He said viciously, "Are the descendants of our Qing family so cheap? Are we destined to be the housekeepers of the Luo family for generations?

Do you still want to continue to live such a cowardly life? Don't you know that one day, you are waiting for them to take back what we have worked hard for?

Yu was speechless. He suddenly looked up and smiled, and his eyes showed deep helplessness. It turned out that his father had been poisoned so deeply. It seemed that no matter how much advice it was, it would not help.

So, he stepped back two steps and smiled bitterly, as if he remembered the distant past. He said calmly, "I remember that you have taught me since I was a child that things should be open and upright. What belongs to me should be brave to fight for. Don't force what doesn't belong to me.

I have always disdained your theory, but I have invisibly followed your dogma... Ha ha, but now you actually attribute your greed to the mission of the family!

As your son and a descendant of the Luo family, what I want to tell you is that I am ashamed to have a father like you! Your deeds have been exposed. If you don't want to be arrested by the police, leave quickly. After saying this, Yuyi stopped looking at him and left the study sadly.

Qingyan stood in silence and couldn't say a word.

Outside the door, Shen Sufen leaned weakly against the cold wall, her face was pale and her whole body trembled...