After admitting her wrong husband, she climbed the wall overnight with her three treasures

Probably because he didn't expect that Mo Nanze would bring up business matters as soon as he came back, Mo Beixiao was stunned for a moment, and then frowned slightly: "Brother, the group's affairs are not that urgent."

"You should take good care of your health first and handle your and Jiang Yi'an's personal affairs well. The company... you haven't been in contact for five years, so you still need to get acquainted with it again.

"My body is fine."

Mo Nan smiled warmly, but the smile did not reach his eyes: "Jiang Yian, I have nothing to deal with. What needs to be dealt with is the marriage between you and her that should not exist."

Although Mo Beixiao had long known that he and Jiang Yi'an were going to divorce sooner or later, when the words "a marriage that shouldn't exist" came out of Mo Nanze's mouth, Mo Beixiao was still stunned for a moment, and his heart seemed to be broken. Someone scratched it with a sharp knife.

He turned away and paused for a moment: "Then I... I will divorce Jiang Yi'an in the afternoon."

"After our divorce..."

"Tomorrow I will take up my post at the Mo Group."

Mo Nan quietly interrupted Mo Beixiao's next words.

Mo Beixiao was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at the man in the wheelchair, the light in his eyes was a bit complicated.

After a while, he breathed a sigh of relief: "That's fine."

"I have supported the Mo Group for five years, and it's time for me to take a good rest."

After speaking, he paused: "I still have something to tell Jiang Yi'an, I'll go in first."

After leaving these words, Mo Beixiao turned around and strode into the Mo family's old house.

"Are you a little anxious?"

Bai Qingshu frowned slightly as he looked at Mo Beixiao's back and whispered.

He didn't know why, but he always felt that there seemed to be a bit of desolation and helplessness in Mo Beixiao's back.

"If you're not in a hurry, why don't you give him time to react?"

Mo Nan narrowed his eyes: "Give him time to take away all the power he has gained in the Mo Group over the years?"

He stared at Mo Beixiao's back and said with a bit of coldness in his voice: "I just want to catch him off guard."

"Now that grandpa has been completely buried, I don't have to show mercy to him anymore."

"The fight between the Mo brothers has just begun."

Bai Qingshu glanced at him and wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing.

Don't know why, he always feels...

Mo Beixiao didn't seem to want to compete with Mo Nanze for anything.

Just now Mo Nan said that he was going to work for the Mo Group. Mo Beixiao had no other reaction at all except being a little surprised.

He didn't seem to worry at all that Mo Nan would take away everything that originally belonged to him.

……

The old house of the Mo family.

"Mommy."

Xiaozhou pulled Jiang Yi'an's sleeves with tears in his eyes, and said with sobs: "Do you really want to divorce Mr. Mo?"

"Who is my father?"

Although the little guy didn't go to Mr. Mo's funeral today, there are rumors about the funeral on the Internet.

It's not like Xiaozhou doesn't know how to surf the Internet, he has seen it a long time ago.

At this time, he, who never liked crying, was grabbing Jiang Yi'an's sleeves, his voice choked with sobs: "Mommy, can you not leave?"

"I can't let you go, I can't let go of sister Mianmian, and I can't let go of...Uncle Xiao Zong."

"Can't we be a family from now on?"

"Mommy, how about we stay the same as before? You go back and live with your godmother, and let sister Mianmian and uncle Xiaozong stay. If you miss them, come and see them."

"By the way, look at me too, okay?"

Seeing Xiaozhou's face that was exactly the same as Hanghang's and the tears in his eyes, Jiang Yi'an felt extremely sad.

Seeing Xiao Zhou crying, how could she feel better?

but……

She is an adult and she must be sensible.

In the world of adults, emotions can never compete with reason and truth.

Taking a deep breath, the woman hugged Xiaozhou gently: "Good boy, Xiaozhou is a five-year-old man now. He can't cry so ugly."

"Aunt Jiang and your father were not from the same world originally. Now Aunt Jiang is just taking Mianmian back to where we should be..."

"do not Cry."

While wiping the little guy's tears, she warned herself not to be soft-hearted.

"Mommy..."

Compared to Xiaozhou's reluctance, Mianmian was unusually calm.

She was holding her small suitcase with one hand, and holding Chengzong's arm with the other: "We've finished packing, and we can go!"

Jiang Yi'an pursed his lips, then let go of Xiao Zhou, and nodded towards the little girl: "Well, we can go."

After saying that, she walked over to Mianmian, took the small suitcase from the little girl's hand, then held Mianmian in her hand and strode outside.

But after taking just a few steps, Chengzong let go of the wrist held by Mianmian and subconsciously took a few steps back.

"Uncle?"

Mianmian turned back to Xiang Chengzong in shock: "Don't you want to leave?"

Chengzong bit his lip, glanced at Xiaozhou, whose face was stained with tears, and then shook his head solemnly.

Xiaozhou is his boss.

Once a boss, always a boss.

The boss was crying, he couldn't just leave, he had to stay and take care of him!

"Chengzong."

Jiang Yi'an frowned, feeling that this little guy was a little ignorant: "Come here, let's go home together."

"You are not from the Mo family, you..."

"It is true that he is not from the Mo family, but I brought him back from the police station."

Before Jiang Yi'an finished speaking, he was interrupted by a deep male voice outside the door.

The woman frowned and looked over subconsciously following the sound.

At this moment, Mo Beixiao was leaning against the door with his hands folded across his chest, his bottomless eyes staring at her coldly: "Jiang Yi'an, don't forget, Chengzong was the one we had together before. Signed at the police station and brought back.”

"I was the one who signed the contract at that time, so I am also the one who should bear the main responsibility for the succession."

As he spoke, he opened his long legs and strode towards the direction of Jiang Yi'an and Mianmian Chengzong.

"Strictly speaking, Chengzong was adopted by me. I should have the final say whether Chengzong stays or goes."

He walked up to Chengzong and smiled at the little guy: "But I leave this choice to you now. Do you want to go back with your sister and be with her, her best friend, and Mianmian?" Three girls, a senior and a junior, live together..."

"Still want to stay here and live with me, Xiaozhou and my brother, three men?"

Mo Beixiao's words were a bombshell for a little guy who was just eight and a half years old and had just developed a sense of gender.

Chengzong didn't even hesitate, he just walked over and hid behind Xiaozhou.

He cannot speak.

But his choice was clear.

He wanted to stay with Mo Beixiao and Xiao Zhou.

Jiang Yi'an took a breath: "Mo Beixiao, although Chengzong is not related to you or me by blood, he was my brother after all..."

"You also know that he is a younger brother who is not related by blood."

Mo Beixiao chuckled: "He can be your brother, why can't he be my brother?"

After saying that, he turned his eyes and glanced at Xiaozhou: "What should I call it?"

Xiaozhou rolled his eyes and thought for a while, then patted his thigh with a small smile: "Call me uncle!"

"From now on, Uncle Xiao Zong will be Uncle Xiao Zong!"

Mo Beixiao curled his lips and smiled.

Jiang Yi'an rolled his eyes helplessly: "Mo Beixiao, what exactly do you want to do?"

Why should Chengzong stay with him for no reason?

"I just said it."

"It's inconvenient for you three women and one boy."

After saying that, the man put his hands in his pockets and glanced at Jiang Yian coldly: "Besides, can't you see how sad Xiao Zhou is?"

"Do you have to take both Mianmian and Xiaozong away from him at the same time?"

After saying that, Mo Beixiao didn't care about the expression on Jiang Yi'an's face, turned around and strode upstairs.

Looking at the man's back, Jiang Yi'an silently clenched his hands into fists at his side.

"You're so stubborn."

Watching the man leave, Xiao Zhou rolled his eyes at him angrily.

After a while, he turned around and looked at Jiang Yi'an, with a hint of helplessness in his voice: "Mommy, don't listen to Mr. Mo's nonsense."

"He left behind Xiao Zong...uncle."

"It's because Uncle Xiao Zong can't speak now. He arranged a dedicated doctor in the Mo family's old house to take care of him and help him speak out."

"I have been undergoing treatment for a few days now. Instead of asking you to arrange time to send Uncle Xiao Zong here, it is better to let him stay."

As the little guy spoke, he blinked at Jiang Yi'an: "Don't be fooled by Mr. Mo."

"He has always been cold-faced and warm-hearted."