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The Shen family.

Pan Xiaohong also stood by Xiang Ming's side with a serious face, looking somewhat resentfully at her own son.

After staying in the company for only a few days, Xiang Yu felt like he was in control of the company and couldn't be bothered to even say a word to him.

What made him most angry was that the people in the company were actually subservient to him and tried to curry favor with him.

"Why don't you go to the office and stay home?"

Pan Xiaohong looked at her son, her tone filled with dissatisfaction.

"Mom, you don't even know the current situation. I wander around in front of dad all day long, but dad hasn't talked to me for a day."

Xiang Ming endlessly complained, his eyes cold.

When he thought about Xiang Yu's cold and aloof attitude in the company, he became angry.

"What's your dad's attitude now?"

Pan Xiaohong frowned, and thoughtfully asked.

It had been a long time since she last saw Xiang Zetian staying at home for a few hours. Almost all his time was spent at the company.

"What kind of attitude could there be? It must be toward that little son. I don't understand why a son of a mistress like him would be doted on so much by dad. He can be taught to handle everything."

The living room was suffused with the smell of silence.

Xiang Ming's eyes slightly narrowed, as he looked ahead in a daze, while deep in thought.

"Your dad isn't letting you manage the company anymore?"

Pan Xiaohong's face darkened.

Xiang Ming nodded his head, "It's not that I don't want to interfere, I am still the Vice President, but I am only concerned with some trivial matters now, the biggest ones are either him doing it himself, or letting Xiang Yu go, and for the meetings, I will bring Xiang Yu along."

Pan Xiaohong's face became even uglier, and her gaze became even sharper.

There was no makeup on her face. The loose skirt couldn't cover up her slightly chubby body. However, her face was pretty and she didn't look like she was in her fifties.

"Don't just focus on playing, or else your dad won't pay any more attention to you!"

Pan Xiaohong reminded her son, as she found it harder and harder to understand Xiang Zetian's personality.

Even if it was the worst case scenario, it would still be a split between the brothers. However, based on the current situation, she seemed exceptionally unhappy. She had endured for so many years, could this be the result?

She couldn't accept it!

"Mom, you keep reminding me this question, but where did I play? I haven't been to a nightclub for several days!"

Once he got excited, Xiang Ming was out of it.

Pan Xiaohong glanced at her own son, "You're not allowed to go to the nightclub again, don't tell me you want to find a woman there?!"

Seeing his own son acting so insolently, Pan Xiaohong became even angrier.

"Mom, that's not what I meant. How could I go to a nightclub to look for a woman? "I know that I have to be the perfect match, I don't like it at all …"

Xiang Ming explained absentmindedly.

"You're no longer young, let your dad find you a home."

"Mom, I don't want to get married yet."

Xiang Ming leaned on the sofa. When the topic of marriage was brought up, his face was obviously filled with impatience.

"How old are you and you still don't want to get married!"

Pan Xiaohong was displeased and scolded her son.

"I just don't want to. I can listen to you about the company, but this is impossible." Xiang Ming straightened his attitude, obviously dissatisfied.

He didn't want to get married.

"You should settle the company's matters first. You're not going to the company even at this time, can you blame your dad for saying that?"

Xiang Ming stood up with his hands in his pockets, "I'm going to the company."

"Help your dad more in the company. Don't let that person snatch everything away, take the initiative yourself." Pan Xiaohong sat on the sofa and worriedly reminded Yun Che.

"Got it."

Completely neatly, Xiang Ming left only his back.

Pan Xiaohong thought, the matter seemed to become more and more complicated, it was difficult to guess what happened.

Xiang.

Xiang Zetian sat in the office with an expressionless face.

"What on earth are you thinking?"

Xiang Zetian's face was stern and stern.

Xiang Yu kept his hands in his pockets, his eyes filled with indifference, "I didn't think much of it, didn't you ask me to stay in the company?"

"The reason I let you stay in the company is to learn so that you can inherit it later! But now, you don't study anything, so why did I take you out? "

Xiang Zetian furiously looked at his son, and a trace of heartache flashed past his eyes.

"I didn't intend to run the company from the beginning. You let me in."

Xiang Yu's expression was calm, and he did not have any intentions of competing with Xiang Ming for Xiang.

Every time his own brother saw him, it was as if he had seen his enemy, making him feel that it was laughable.

"Even if you don't want to, you have to! My body is getting worse every day. From now on, this company belongs to you and Little Ming. I still have the energy to teach you guys. Don't tell me those people who are eyeing the Shen like it was a predator wanting it to close are going to teach you guys! "

Xiang Zetian could not help but cough, his eyes sharp.

Looking at his son's indifferent face, Xiang Zetian's anger and disappointment mixed together in his heart.

How disappointing!

His son was indifferent to the business of the company, and his other son didn't have that much talent for it. He really didn't know the reason!

"I don't want to argue with him."

Straightening his body, Xiang Yu stood there coldly, a look of sorrow flashing past his eyes.

Just a flash.

"You were born in the Xiang Family, so you should have taken on the responsibilities you should have!" Xiang Zetian bellowed, he slammed the table angrily, and released a loud sound.

Pulling down his eyelids, Xiang Zetian's chest violently heaved.

Looking at Xiang Yu, he couldn't really say what he felt from his chest.

"Is being born in the Shen family my choice?"

Xiang Yu said with an indifferent tone, without any trace of emotion.

It wasn't his choice … If it was possible, he didn't even want to choose to be born in the Xiang Family, and in fact, his own mother didn't even have a right to be born.

"You … "What did you say?!"

Xiang Zetian looked at his son in disbelief, not daring to believe what he had just heard.

His face seemed to have aged a lot.

Xiang Yu indifferently looked at Xiang Zetian in front of him, "If possible, I would rather not have my surname. I also want to give my mother a proper name."

Nodding his head, Xiang Yu turned and left the office, his heart feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Xiang Zetian slumped onto the chair, unable to come to his senses for a long time.

Finally, he sighed deeply and closed his eyes. His expression was no longer as fierce as it was before, and there were a few traces of the vicissitudes of life in his expression.

He was truly old.