Reborn 1980

Mo Bei followed closely to Ruan Guoqiang's office, closed the door and went straight to the point, "Where's An Ran, have you locked her up?"

Ruan Guoqiang ignored Mo Bei's cannibalistic gaze. He calmly sat down at his desk, pulled out the drawer, took out an envelope, slapped it on the table and hummed: "See for yourself. Her You should know the handwriting, right?"

"The letter An Ran gave me? Why is it here with you?" Mo Bei rushed up, doubtfully picked up the letter and looked down at it. There were four words written on the envelope: Mo Bei personally signed it.

These four characters are very similar to An Ran's handwriting. When An Ran writes his name, he always likes to write the characters "Mo Bei" in a flat and square shape.

Looking at the handwriting, Mo Bei felt even more panicked. He wanted to open the envelope immediately to see what An Ran had written to him, but at the same time he did not dare to open it. He was very conflicted and struggling inside.

How could the letter left for him appear in Ruan Guoqiang's place?This alone made him uneasy, and combined with Ruan Guoqiang's expression, Mo Bei felt that the content in the letter was probably not something he would like to see.

Ruan Guoqiang lit a cigar, placed the left hand holding the cigar on the table, and looked at Mo Bei sideways, "Don't you want to know the news about her? You'll know if you open the letter and read it? This letter is from her Let me bring it back to you. You’ll know what’s going on when you see it.”

Mo Bei glared at him, mustered up the courage to open the letter, and stared at the beautiful handwriting over and over again.

"Impossible, impossible..." The muscles on Mo Bei's face were beating, and his fists with bulging veins pressed on Ruan Guoqiang's desk. His whole body was trembling slightly, and even his voice was trembling, "It was you who used Is it right to force her to write these things?"

Mo Bei's gaze was very oppressive. If the cigar smoke hadn't been strong enough, Ruan Guoqiang would have been worried that Mo Bei would have seen the flash of timidity on his face.

Ruan Guoqiang's cheeks were sunken and he took a puff of his cigar. Behind the white smoke, he narrowed his eyes and pretended to be calm as he looked at Mo Bei. He shrugged his shoulders and snorted: "I forced her? How could I force her? You know her so well. Jiu, don’t you know her well? Who can force her to do something she doesn’t want to do? "

"That's different. Some people are despicable. For example, your Ruan family. When An Ran was unwilling to give Ruan Xue bone marrow, didn't you get the bone marrow too?"

Mo Bei's clenched fists made a sound, and he stared at Ruan Guoqiang's face like a leopard, trying to get some clues from his face, but at this time, Ruan Guoqiang had already adjusted his mentality, and Mo Bei couldn't see from his face. What can I see on it?

Ruan Guoqiang said to himself in his heart: "You must be steady! An Ran is my flesh and blood, and any decision I make is for her good. How can this poor boy deserve my daughter!"

"Huh." Ruan Guoqiang slammed the table angrily, "Mo Bei, don't be ungrateful! Everything she wants to say to you has been written in the letter. Since she has chosen to be the daughter of the Ruan family in the future, she will draw a clear line with you. You should respect her choice! As for how I will compensate for my debt to my daughter in the future, that is my business, and you don’t need to dictate!

For a poor boy like you, you have been in love with my daughter for such a short period of time. You are already convinced in your previous life!Don't expect to get too much!If you dare to come and cause trouble again, I will call the police and report that you are causing trouble and arrest you! "

"I want to see her!" Mo Bei lowered his head to the table like crazy and yelled: "Let me see her! If she said these words to her face, I would believe you!"

Mo Bei's fist fell on the inkstone that Ruan Guoqiang usually used when practicing calligraphy. The inkstone did not even damage his fist, but it split into two parts. Mo Bei's hand was also injured and bleeding bright red. The blood was mixed with the thick black ink, and the color was weird.

The tabletop was also dented by this punch, which showed how powerful the punch was, but Mo Bei seemed to be a robot that didn't know the pain at all. He didn't even look at his own hand, still staring straight at it. Ruan Guoqiang said again: "Let me see her... If she personally says that she wants to separate from me... I will never disturb her in the future."

Ruan Guoqiang was shocked when he looked at his bleeding hand and thought: "This Mo Bei is indeed more difficult to deal with than I thought. It seems that he won't give up if I just show him this letter."

Ruan Guoqiang thought for a while and said: "If you don't believe it, then come over tonight. I will wait for you in the office that night. I will make an international long-distance call for you and let her explain it clearly to you on the phone."

Mo Bei's eyes widened and he said excitedly: "Now!"

Ruan Guoqiang rolled his eyes at him and hummed: "Don't you know the time difference between abroad and home? It's night over there now! Illiterate! With your little culture, my daughter will give up on you and return to her family. It is her wise choice to receive a good education and integrate into the upper class society as early as possible!"

illiteracy?Hearing this word, Mo Bei's heart shrank and hurt.An Ran indeed said that if he had time, he'd better sign up for a class and get a diploma, which would be useful in the future.

Why is Ruan Guoqiang's expression so determined?Who gave him the confidence?Could it be Enron?An Ran didn't say anything, but she still disliked him in her heart?So you really gave up on him?Is this what makes Ruan Guoqiang so calm?

"Okay, I'll come find you again in the evening." Mo Bei took two steps back with a pale face. When he saw Ruan Guoqiang nodded, he turned and left.

Feng Heng waited anxiously outside. When he saw Mo Bei finally coming out of the door, he hurriedly greeted him. When he saw Mo Bei's hands that were already stained red with blood, Feng Heng asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?" Who made your hands like this?"

"Myself." Mo Bei looked down at his hands and said expressionlessly: "Ruan Guoqiang asked me to come over at night. He said he would call An Ran for me."

"Is it really a good thing done by the Ruan family?" Feng Heng took out a stack of paper and pressed it on Mo Bei's bleeding hand and said, "Press tighter, let's deal with this wound first, otherwise You will bleed dry before you can talk to your wife on the phone at night."

Mo Bei pressed the wound numbly and followed Feng Heng to the hospital. His hand was cut by an inkstone and the doctor gave him more than a dozen stitches.

Mo Bei refused the doctor's suggestion for an infusion, wrapped his hands in gauze, and went to the gate of Nancheng University again.

Su Mo felt lonely without Gu Anran by her side, and school was no longer interesting. She walked slowly at the end, her head lowered, kicking a pebble under her feet.

"Is it classmate Su Mo?"

A low and hoarse voice sounded in front of her. Su Mo stopped immediately, raised her head and was very surprised when she saw Mo Bei.