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"Old Xiang, do you really not care about the company anymore? Leave it to Xiao Yu?"

Xiang Zetian sat at the side, wearing a pair of reading glasses and reading a newspaper.

Looking at Xiang Zetian, Pan Xiaohong's tone of voice was gentle and elegant, but it could not hide the jealousy and hatred in her eyes.

"The company needs successors, as well as their younger generation. I'm already old, so I should be able to enjoy blessings in the future. I don't need to care about the company's matters in the future."

With a steady face, even his voice had become much deeper.

Her eyes were still staring at the newspaper, replying to Pan Xiaohong's words.

"But..." Pan Xiaohong said worriedly, "After all, Xiao Yu just returned, so it wasn't that long ago that he was allowed to take over the Xiang. or run the company badly? "

Xiang Zetian flipped through the newspapers, "No, he specializes in management abroad."

Looking at the indifferent Xiang Zetian, Pan Xiaohong's gaze sank and she could not help but feel a surge of emotion in her heart.

Ever since that woman died, Xiang Zetian had never looked at her again. It could also be said that it was only the relationship between husband and wife that had progressed to this point.

This point, Pan Xiaohong was clearer than anyone else in her heart.

"But... What about clearly? "He's clearly your son as well, and he worked with you for such a long time. How can you …"

Pan Xiaohong's face was gloomy, her tone slightly rebuked, but she did not dare to say much.

"Don't talk about this anymore, I have already made my decision. Besides, he is not completely empty-handed. The company's shares and some real estate are all in his name."

Xiang Zetian suddenly put down the newspaper and said solemnly.

He placed the newspaper on the table in front of him and did not even look at Pan Xiaohong.

"There's such a huge difference in the allocation of shares, it's obvious that both of them are your sons!" Hearing Xiang Zetian's words, Pan Xiaohong's face was filled with unwillingness and anger.

Hearing these words, Xiang Zetian's expression suddenly changed, obviously becoming more gloomy.

"I'll say it again, don't bring up this matter again!"

After saying that, Xiang Zetian looked at Pan Xiaohong impatiently, "Are you not clear about what kind of virtue he has? "Without learning anything every day, you only know how to eat, drink and play. How to manage the company!"

After saying that, he walked straight to his study.

As Pan Xiaohong sat on the sofa, she could vaguely see the beauty of her youth, as well as the charm of her presence.

At this moment, as he watched Xiang Zetian's leaving figure, his expression was surprisingly calm.

Pan Xiaohong's hands were trembling slightly, as if something had been stabbed in her heart and mind.

"Why didn't you tell Dad? Shouldn't you run and complain? "When you were young, you liked to run and complain to your dad. Why aren't you going now?"

Xiang, Office.

Xiang Ming looked at Xiang Yu who was seated on the CEO's seat with a face full of ridicule and disdain.

Dressed in a suit and tie, Xiang Yu quietly sat on the chair with his head down as he reviewed the documents.

In Xiang Ming's eyes, this was an act.

It was very obvious that Xiang Yu did not plan to return Xiang Ming's words.

"What is it? Do you want me to thank you? " Xiang Ming said shamelessly as he casually sat in front of Xiang Yu and crossed his legs.

Tilting his head, a cold sneer appeared on his face.

"Very free?"

Xiang Yu raised his head and said without any expression.

"Why didn't you tell Dad? Deliberately? Or do you want me to feel grateful to you? Or do you think so? " His tone suddenly became sharp, and his eyes looked as if they were on the verge of devouring someone.

From his point of view, Xiang Yu did this just to make him feel grateful towards him.

But how was this possible?

"Thank me? Will you? "

Xiang Yu put down the brush in his hand, curled the corner of his lips, and said in a euphemistic tone, "I just want you to see for yourself how you were defeated by me one step at a time."

As if this matter had nothing to do with him, Xiang Yu leaned on the chair, his eyes slightly narrowing.

The emotions in his eyes were unfathomable. It was terrifyingly cold.

Xiang Ming was sluggish for a moment, looking at Xiang Yu, it was hard to understand.

The Xiang Yu in front of him felt unfamiliar. The Xiang Yu he had never seen before was like a sharp blade that could explode at any time.

"Lose at your hands?"

Xiang Ming suddenly took a step forward, stood up, with both hands on the table, he said coldly: "I regret letting you return alive!"

Sneering coldly, he straightened his body.

Xiang Yu did not seem to care at all, "At the very least, I already defeated you at the first step, didn't I? The sovereignty of the company is now in my hands, isn't that so? "

His tone was cold and filled with mockery.

Xiang Ming frowned and looked at Xiang Yu, "This is only the first step, watch and see. Also, I won't be grateful to you."

Laughing sinisterly, Xiang Ming took a step back and left the office.

Xiang Yu's eyes instantly became cold and gloomy.

From the moment Xiang Ming kidnapped him, the only blood relation between them had completely disappeared.

Only by being strong could he protect himself and those he wanted to protect.

At night, when the lanterns lit up, the neon lights shone brightly on the ground.

The pedestrians walking on the street came and went with an especially good mood.

"Finished?"

Seeing Mu Xiaochen push open the door and enter, Su Qi asked curiously.

Mu Xiaochen seemed to be exhausted.

Mu Xiaochen nodded his head, and brought out some food for Su Qi.

"Hungry?"

Su Qi acknowledged, then leaned on the bed and put down the book in her hands.

"Don't always lie in bed and read. It's not good for your eyes." Mu Xiaochen looked at Su Qi unhappily, "Does your back still hurt?"

"It still hurts a little …"

Su Qi answered truthfully, but her mind was a little preoccupied.

Thinking about what Li Xiaoai had said at noon, she always felt uncomfortable in her heart.

"Yes, I asked the doctor just now. The wound is healing well, but you need to rest and can't get out of bed." Mu Xiaochen opened the lunchbox and a burst of fragrance assaulted his nostrils.

Familiar smell.

"I got Sister Wang to boil the porridge for you."

Su Qi's taste buds were instantly opened, and she couldn't help but swallow her saliva.

In front of Su Qi, Mu Xiaochen still wanted to feed her.

"No need, I can do it myself."

Su Qi casually opened her mouth and rejected, interrupting Mu Xiaochen's actions.

Mu Xiaochen paused for a moment, revealing a look of displeasure. He did not like the tone that this woman had used just now.

"Open your mouth."

Without any explanation, his voice carried a domineering tone.

Su Qi hesitated for a moment, but still opened her mouth.

Although his body felt much better, if he moved, his back would still hurt.