After Being Betrayed, I Inherited A Massive Fortune

Shang Qian walked in, glanced around indifferently, and hooked his lips:

"I heard that your health is much better?"

I remember when I first came in, the state of the business group was not generally bad.

When a person reaches middle age, his most beloved son becomes a vegetative person, and his proudest career becomes someone else's. How can a normal person endure such a blow?

But business groups are not normal people!

After all, he is also a person who has a place in the shopping malls of M country.

Yu Wei is still there.

Shang Qun looked at Shang Qian gloomily, without a trace of compromise and kindness in his eyes:

"I'm disappointed, I'm still far from death."

Now that the two have torn their faces, there is no need to maintain the apparent father-son relationship for some benefit.

After all, in the current situation, Shang Qian is a proper winner.

Seeing this, Shang Qian also sat down on the sofa opposite without hesitation. His two long legs took up most of the position, which instantly gave people a sense of oppression.

Shang Qun had to admit that this son, whom he had looked down upon since he was a child, has changed a lot.

Otherwise, with his ability, it would be too easy to leave this sanatorium.

But in fact, he can't even get out of the door now.

How ridiculous.

Shang Qian's voice was cold and hard, and his eyes were a little light:

"I know, this faction contacted you, and what happened to the Shang Group recently was your guidance, right?"

This sentence is not a question, but a firm tone.

Shang Qun's eyes flashed, and he hummed proudly.

Look, is he still afraid?

Older gingers are more spicy.

"Do you think that if you lock me up here, I will be captured and waited to die?

Shang Qian, don't forget, I am your father, and I gave you your life. If you collude with that woman and occupy the business, you can rest easy?

Have you ever thought that that woman only uses you for the business, you treat me and Shang Yi like this, are you worthy of the business? "

Shang Qun's chest went up and down when he said it, and it could be seen that he wanted to scold him by pointing his nose for a long time.

Sure enough, he is a white-eyed wolf of a cheap life. He should have thrown him to death in the first place!

Shang Qian waited for him to finish cursing before raising his eyelids, with a bit of indifference and sarcasm on the corners of his lips:

"As long as there is something in me that is worth her use, I will feel the greatest honor."

He smiled, and when he mentioned "she", his eyes softened for a moment, and it was fleeting.

Looking at him again, his eyes were as cold as ice.

"White-eyed wolf, I knew that you were eating the merchant's food and thinking of harming the merchant. It was only today, and I should have..."

Shang Qun was in a hurry, and he paused for a second when he talked about the excitement.

Shang Qian smiled and said lightly: "Should you push me down the window too?"

Shang Qun suddenly widened his eyes and looked at him in disbelief, his face pale.

"What did you say?"

He was uneasy, wondering if he knew something?

Shang Qun stroked the corners of his eyebrows, his voice low and cold:

"Before my mother jumped off the building, someone gave her a lot of sleeping pills and asked a psychiatrist to guide her to jump off the building.

The psychiatrist that Shang Yi looked for has been trying to kill my mother for a day or two.

You know that her existence will make Shang Yi's mother unhappy, so that afternoon, she asked the servant to put sleeping pills in her food, and with her heart inducement, the moment I went to see her, she jumped down . "

He calmly narrated something that seemed to have nothing to do with him.

But it really happened to me.

Shang Qun's face turned pale little by little, his pupils shrank, and his neck was stiffly raised at a strange angle, as if someone was strangling his throat.

But Shang Qian did nothing.