Divorce contract: President please sign

"Who is Zhou Yichun?"

Shen Boyan had obviously heard the entire conversation between her and the secretary, and Mo Changan pursed his lips slightly, "A woman who waited for my mother to die and enter the house smoothly, and waited for me to successfully occupy my house after I got married, um... it should be considered me. Dad's old friend, okay?"

Hearing her say the identity of this woman without any anger, Shen Boyan frowned, telling him that the greatest charm of this woman is that you can never guess her emotions, never know That mystery of what she wanted.

"Is she related to this matter?" Shen Boyan narrowed his eyes dangerously.

Mo Changan just walked to the bed with a paper bag printed with the famous brand LOGO, "I will check, so I don't have to worry too much. I like to clean up this woman myself."

Shen Boyan only nodded, the previous anger towards her had dissipated, looking at the purple-red hickey marks on her neck, he couldn't tell what it was like.

"Boss Shen, let's go first." Mo Changan picked up a change of clothes and walked towards the bathroom. As soon as he entered the door, he heard Shen Boyan's voice behind him saying, "Mo Changan, I'm sorry that I can't marry you. "

He left after leaving only such a sentence.

Standing in the bathroom, Mo Changan looked at himself in the mirror, feeling a little ridiculous, pointed his index finger at himself in the mirror, his smile was so pale.

"Mo Chang'an, no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how good your business is, no matter how smart you are, what's the use of being rich? You see, he doesn't want to marry you."

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Shen Boyan took the elevator directly to the underground parking lot. Looking at the empty parking lot, he began to doubt the IQ of the media. To be honest, the stalking and interception by the media was not half as effective at the door as in the parking lot.

The dark brown Maserati was already driving towards the hotel gate. The media seemed to have noticed Shen Boyan. The spotlights kept flashing, dazzling and disturbing. Fortunately, they didn't react faster and surrounded Shen Boyan before he accelerated.

It's just that the media has also noticed that the underground parking lot is a place that cannot be ignored.

Standing by the French windows on the 21st floor, Mo Changan silently watched the dark brown car drive out of the hotel, and frowned slightly, "Now the media has reacted. It's not that easy anymore..."

On the way to the Shen Group building, Shen Boyan received a call from Mu Youci. Her voice was soft and sad, "Boyan, where did you go last night...how did you call you?" None."

Only then did a slight smile appear on the always cold face, and his tone softened, "The company has something to work overtime, too busy."

He didn't want to do Youci any harm, she had suffered too much for herself, and he was responsible for her.Just thinking of responsibility, the face of that woman Mo Changan, the corner of her lips wryly smiling, the flash of gloom in her unwilling eyes, and the spot of red on the bed sheet kept flashing in her mind...

These lingering things made him a little annoyed, but he was helpless.Mo Chang'an is too attractive a woman, this is no longer a topic.

"Then... will you take me back to meet the parents today?" Mu Youci's voice was filled with anticipation and apprehension, and in her heart, she was afraid of the Shen family. She still remembered what happened back then, even by accident. Thinking about it, she would feel a dull pain in her left leg, but she wanted to fight for it.

"Well, I'll take you back to dinner tonight. You should have a good rest first." After Shen Boyan said this, he hung up the phone, raised his hand and gently pressed the center of his eyebrows, trying to shake Mo Changan's face away from his mind, but found that That's just futile.

After Mo Changan took a shower, he sat on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window and looked at the documents. Holding the pen with his slender fingers, he unconsciously tapped on the armrest of the sofa.

Ji Xiu called, "Mr. Mo, Zhou Yichun's capital flow has been checked, and there has been nothing unusual, except for a payment last week. She withdrew [-] in cash. I don't know where it went. But I also checked her call records, and on the day I got the money from her, I called a number, and she called that number again yesterday."

After Mo Changan heard this, he just hummed lightly, "Thanks for your hard work."

The corners of her lips ticked without warmth.One hundred thousand?The Spring Breeze of her Mo Changan and Shen Boyan was only worth one hundred thousand at one time, which is really cheap enough.

Pick up the coffee at hand and take a sip, "Ji Xiu, you can host today's executives' weekly meeting. The summary of the meeting is ready and bring it to me. The person in charge of the public relations department can remind you that crisis response should be done in this way." With hindsight, let him submit his resignation letter. Because of Shen Boyan's repentance statement, our stock price has fallen so much that the public relations department still has no response. The matter of my establishment of the Alzheimer's disease foundation, let the public relations department Take it out and stir-fry it to suppress the limelight."

Ji Xiu answered in a deep voice, Mo Chang'an is always so calm in doing things, which is something that many men can't do.

After hanging up Ji Xiu's phone, Mo Chang'an called roomservice to deliver meals, and asked them to tidy up the bed by the way. This was proof of her and Shen Boyan's fierceness last night, and the room seemed to still have a slightly fishy ambiguous smell.

After a simple meal, I moved my body in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows and did yoga to try to relieve the soreness all over my body. It was already afternoon, and looking downstairs, the media reporters had dispersed in twos and threes.

Mo Changan changed his clothes and went out. The wine red Cayenne drove out of the parking lot and drove all the way to the hospital.

The curtains in the ward were drawn, the light was dim, and the person on the ward was sleeping with restraint belts on his wrists.

Qiao Wei has already had her stomach washed and her life is out of danger, but she is still weak and her face is pale.

Mo Changan stopped at the door for a moment, looking at his mother who was sleeping on the hospital bed, the expression in his eyes became warmer.

"Chang'an, you're here." The person on the chair beside the hospital bed woke up when he heard the door opening, and when he looked up, he saw Mo Chang'an who stopped at the door.

"Danyang, I'm sorry to trouble you, I'm still here to guard." Mo Changan's tone was no longer cold as before, but softer. This is one of her best friends.

Zhu Danyang stood up, put his hands in the pockets of his white coat, "Why are you being polite to me?"

Zhu Danyang smiled, paused for a moment before putting away his smile and said, "Yesterday, your father came here."

After hearing this, Mo Changan's eyes didn't change much, and he didn't make a sound.

Zhu Danyang sighed softly, "Aunt Qiao has had early-onset Alzheimer's disease for such a long time, and her mind is not clear. The nursing home will never prescribe large doses of sleeping pills for no reason. Someone must have given her those medicines. They went in. Chang'an, Zhou Yichun... want your mother's life."

Mo Changan smiled faintly, what Danyang said was a fact she already knew, a cold look flashed in his eyes, "She will pay the price, some people are sometimes too stupid, never know what they will face after they provoke She doesn't know what it is, she yearns for the life of a rich and noble lady after entering the door, without me, Mo Chang'an, nodding, it will only be a dream."

Zhu Danyang walked up to her and reached out to pat her on the shoulder, but he saw a small purplish-red hickey on her neck half covered by the collar of the shirt.