The president favors his ex-wife with amnesia

Chapter 339 No matter how hard he tries, he won't even look at her

Chapter 339 No matter how hard he tries, he won't even look at her

"Tell me his whereabouts."

Mo Yusen glanced at He Changfeng, lowered his head, gritted his teeth, and hesitated. If he chose to obey He Changfeng, then he would never be able to turn himself around.

"I will rescue Xiao Yu. As for her whereabouts, I will not tell you."

He Changfeng grabbed Mo Yusen's collar fiercely, and lifted his whole body in his hands. The anger in his eyes flickered, "...you said you loved Xiao Yu, and now...you love her that much?"

Mo Yusen frowned, but couldn't refute a word.

He Changfeng let him go, looked in his direction with eyes like looking at a wild dog, "Mo Yusen, you won't even have the qualification to guard Xiao Yu from now on."

After saying that, he left without a trace.

After leaving Mo's, He Changfeng hurried to He's house, wanted to pack some luggage, and wholeheartedly investigated Shen Xiaoyu's whereabouts. He couldn't sleep or eat if he didn't see this woman for a day.

".where are you going?"

Seeing the suitcase in He Changfeng's hands, He Wanling's eyes were filled with chills.

He Changfeng stopped in his tracks, glanced at He Wanling, and a gleam of light flashed across his bottomless eyes, ".I'm going to find Xiao Yu."

"It's useless, you can't find her."

Hearing this, He Changfeng narrowed his eyes sharply, and raised his chin in the direction of He Wanling, "What do you mean?"

He Wanling's eyes were filled with grief. Years ago, he also tried to stop Mo Changhe, but in the end he couldn't stop Mo Changhe. She even went far away to escape the pain in her heart.

"Changfeng, give up! As long as that person wants to do it, no one can stop it."

"No"

He Changfeng growled, Junyi's face was full of pain, "I won't give up, no matter what, I won't let go of that woman, he can only be mine."

He lowered his eyes slightly, and scanned his palm, the lines were clear.

"Changfeng." He Wanling approached him, putting one hand on He Changfeng's shoulder comfortingly, "Changfeng, even if mother begs you, if it's something that man wants, give it to him! Don't talk to him again." Fight."

No matter what, they can't beat Mo Changhe, Shen Xiaoyu has a face similar to Wen Zirou, no matter who it is, it can't change this fact.

But, so what, He Changfeng sneered, and pulled He Wanling's hand off his shoulder. "Mother, tell me, what do you know?"

He Wanling was taken aback, "."

He Changfeng fixedly looked at her position, his sharp eyes could almost see her soul on the bed, she must have something to hide from him. "Mom, tell me, how many secrets do you hide?"

Seeing that, the secret that has been hidden in my heart for a long time may be revealed.

"Ah!" He Wanling fell on the sofa and sighed, "It seems that I still want to tell you about this."

He Changfeng's eyes fell on her, "Mother, could it be?" When he said this, his eyes widened slightly.

"Yes, back then, your father fell in love with another woman."

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"And that woman looks like Shen Xiaoyu, she is Wen Zirou, the mother of Second Young Master Wen."

"What?" He Changfeng's eyes widened in disbelief, and he approached He Wanling, "So you say father?"

"I couldn't stop him back then, Changfeng." He Wanling's voice sank, and she sighed, "So, you'd better give up on this idea earlier."

"No, Xiao Yu is my wife, not a substitute for that Wen Zirou." The moment he said this, He Changfeng couldn't help but wonder why President Shen Xiaoyu was exactly the same as Wen Fangya's mother?
Could it be that, thinking of what happened before, He Changfeng's eyebrows tightened, "...Maybe, Xiao Yu will be Wen Er Shao's younger sister." Their relationship will definitely not be that simple.
He Changfeng turned around, left a word, and glanced sideways at He Wanling, his eyes were extremely firm. "Mom, I'll stop father, no matter what."

Seeing his firm back, He Wanling finally got up, and quickly grabbed his arm, "... Changfeng, wait, I'll follow you, I think... I'll know"

He Wanling's eyes dimmed, and she lowered her jaw, "I think I will know, where is Mo Yusen now?"

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Hearing this, He Changfeng's eyes shone brightly.

"How things had been?"

In the dark, Mo Yusen looked out of the window with a look of fear and anxiety. The rain was falling quietly outside, and his heart seemed to be buried in the rain, unable to find his way.

"Dad, it's not enough yet, He's equity still hasn't been fully transferred to your name."

".Useless things, you can't even do such a small thing well."

The sound of reproach pierced Mo Yusen's heart through the mobile phone, his brows were furrowed, and his heart was extremely entangled. "Dad..." His throat moved, and he said suddenly, "Dad, you took Xiao Yu away, right?"

Mo Changhe was taken aback for a moment, and then he came to his senses, but his attitude was still arrogant, "I took her away, so what?"

Mo Yusen gritted his teeth, suppressing the pain in his heart, "Dad, can't you let Xiao Yu go? Her."

As soon as the words were finished, there was no movement on the other end of the phone, and only a "beep" was heard, and the screen of the phone went black.

Looking at the blacked-out screen, Mo Yusen was struggling in his heart.

In the villa where Shen Xiaoyu was locked up, after Mo Changhe hung up the phone, he walked alone to the room where Shen Xiaoyu was being held.

As soon as he pushed the door, Shen Xiaoyu, who was nestled in the corner, picked up the scissors vigilantly, and pointed in her direction tremblingly, "Don't come here, if you come here again, I will commit suicide."

Mo Changhe glanced at her and covered his face helplessly, "Don't worry, I won't touch you unless you want it."

Although Mo Changhe said so, Shen Xiaoyu still did not relax her vigilance, she just questioned him, "Dad, I don't know who that Shen Zirou you are talking about? But I am not him."

"say no more."

Mo Changhe interrupted Shen Xiaoyu's words, and the lonely light was reflected on his face, looking very sad, his lips pursed, "No, you are Zirou, I'm sure you are her."

"Dad, why do you always lie to yourself?" Although Shen Xiaoyu didn't know who the "Zirou" in Mo Changhe's mouth was, she could tell that Mo Changhe loved her very much.

And she should be very similar to her!

Shen Xiaoyu repeatedly denied that she was Wen Zirou, which made the most vulnerable side of him hidden in his heart crack, his eyes widened suddenly, his face was distorted, as if he had changed into another person.

"No, you are Zirou, it only takes three days." Mo Changhe compared himself with three fingers, as if he was confident, "In just three days, I will be able to take you far away, and no one will be able to disturb me anymore. "

After saying that, he closed the door vigorously, making a loud "click", and immediately, the whole person was hidden in the darkness.

"What? Sell both He's and Mo's?"

Hearing the news, the directors of He's and Mo's clapped their hands one after another, with a cold light in their eyes, "The He's and the Mo's are both our hard work for many years, how can we sell them as soon as we say they are sold?"

A man in a blue shirt stood there, his eyes swept across the directors one by one, and he remained calm in the face of their questioning.

".I am Mr. Mo's agent. I'm sorry. I'm only responsible for fulfilling the tasks he entrusted to me, and I'm not responsible for other things."

"But. How should I say, Mr. Mo can't be so confused?" All the directors discussed in low voices, looking at each other.

"I disagree."

The outer door of the conference room was pushed open, and He Wanling and He Changfeng appeared side by side in everyone's sight.

Seeing this, the man standing on the stage turned cold, "Mr. He, Mrs. He."

"Both He's and Mo's have my shares, and Changfeng and I are also the major shareholders of He's and Mo's. Even if Mo Changhe wants to sell He's and Mo's, we must get our consent."

Hearing this, the man was stunned for a moment.

He Changfeng approached the man, and the black leather shoes under his feet just stepped lightly on the ground, but the sound they made was extraordinarily cold. The man couldn't help being afraid of the aura emanating from him, and stepped back.

"Mr. He."

He Changfeng is not concerned about whether the He family and the Mo family will be sold by Mo Changhe, but he is more worried about Shen Xiaoyu's whereabouts.

He took a step forward, held the man's collar in his hand, his eyes gleamed coldly, "... Tell me, where is Mo Changhe now?"

The man's face turned livid, "...I don't know, Mr. Mo just asked me to be his agent, and I don't know where he is now."

"Shut up."

He Changfeng let out a low growl, like a roaring beast, "You'd better tell me the whereabouts of the old man, otherwise... I'll let you go around?"

"Mr. He, you are breaking the law. If you detain the agent, you might end up in prison." The man tried to persuade He Changfeng not to act rashly.

"Go to your sister's prison."

He Changfeng threw the man on the ground like a rag, stepped on his wrist fiercely, and ravaged him, "Say it?" He warned again, with hatred in his eyes.

Seeing his move, the directors in the audience just widened their eyes in surprise, and did not plead for the man.

He Wanling just watched this scene coldly. Originally, she thought that she would find Mo Changhe when she went to that place, but she still couldn't find Mo Changhe.

It seems that this time, he really deliberately avoided them.

He was afraid that he had already made up his mind to take Shen Xiaoyu away.

He Wanling's eyes dimmed more and more. It seemed that Wen Zirou had a great influence on his heart. She had been dead for so many years, and Mo Changhe still couldn't forget her.

He even wanted to use Shen Xiaoyu to replace her in his heart.

What kind of love is this!

Sometimes, she is very envious of Wen Zirou, at least she can get Mo Changhe's undivided love, but what about her?But nothing.

After so many years of hard work, this man never looked at her directly.It seemed that she really had to give up.

"Speak or not?"

The man's palm was stepped on and "squeaked," and finally, he couldn't stand the pain, and started screaming. "Okay, I said, I said Mr. He, please let me go, please."

(End of this chapter)

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