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"Mr. Yu, these are today's documents, and you need to sign them." Liang Ze handed the documents in his hand to Yu Ke, and then stepped aside.

Ever since Qiao Ran left, Yu Ke left the Yu family. In just one year, he sat at the peak of Lingcheng's business.

"How about the company that you bought recently?" Yu Ke opened the document, glanced at ten lines, and then signed his name, "Take care of it as soon as possible, and I will go over and take it over personally the day after tomorrow."

"Yes, I'll deal with it right away." Liang Ze hurriedly left with the document he had just signed, and closed the door behind him.

After Liang Ze left, Yu Ke remembered to devote himself to his work. When all the accumulated documents were processed, he moved his body. Tomorrow is the day he left for three years.

Take out the mobile phone and look at the only group photo on the mobile phone, the position of the heart will still be aching, I wish he was still by my side, if he is still there, they will definitely be together sweetly now, but all the good things have become In bubbles, time is gone forever.

Linyi City.

Modi raised his hand to wipe the dense sweat on his forehead, and pushed open the heavy door, "Dad, I'm back."

Modi walked into the living room with his suitcase, but there was no sign of Moting. He muttered, "Where did the people go this early in the morning?" Putting down the backpack, Modi poured a large glass of water and drank it More than half of it.

Today is the day when his mother passed away. He came back to visit his mother, and he also took a look at the man who loved his mother as much as his life. He knew that his mother's death had hit him hard, no less than him.

Lifting his foot towards the direction of the study, he heard some whimpering voices vaguely. Modi didn't think much, and turned directly to Moting's bedroom.

He never thought that he would see such a scene, the man who swore to love only his mother, would actually do this kind of thing with other women in the bed that his mother slept with.

"Moting, I...you slow down..." The woman's voice was accompanied by the creaking voice of the bed partner and the rough voice of the man.

Modi, who just wanted to open the door, petrified at the door, Moting, how could he not be familiar with this name, it was the man who gave birth to him and raised him, how could he not be familiar with it.

Gritting his teeth, he took another step forward, and the voice was more clearly visible, "Baby, your voice is really nice..." This voice completely froze Modi's footsteps, and the handbag in his hand dropped in response.

However, the two selfless people inside did not hear the movement outside at all, and continued with their own business without stopping at all.

Moting is already a 45-year-old man, but he is still very good in that respect. Looking at the panting woman, Moting worked even harder, lowering his head and biting the woman's chest vigorously, overflowing with satisfied voices from time to time.

Modi just stood at the door and watched his father and other women making up a fuss on the bed, the anger in his eyes was self-evident, and his hands on both sides were tightly clasped together.

"Mmm...Mo...Moting..." The woman called out Moting's name with great effort, her hands tightly hugged Moting's neck, because of the excitement in her body, her body kept coordinating with Moting's movements.

"Hmm..." Moting finally released himself contentedly, lying on the woman's body and panting heavily.

In the end, Modi still couldn't hold back, "Is it cool? Is it very comfortable?" Modi's voice could not be heard, and the two people on the bed bounced up calmly, staring at the standing with wide eyes. The boy at the door said, "Di... Modi?" Moting's voice was a little flustered, and he pulled the quilt to cover the woman's body.

Then the woman let out a cry of surprise, "Ah..." Then she shrank under the quilt, only showing a pair of eyes, looking at Modi standing at the door.

The woman is the widow next door to Modi, named Han Fang. The man accidentally fell off a ladder when he was working. He has never remarried and has no children. He is only 40 or [-] years old this year.But the maintenance is very good, and the real age cannot be seen at all.

Modi looked coldly at the flustered Moting, and smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, "What you said is all false, right? The person you have never loved is your mother, right?" Modi's oath was still with him In his ear, Modi said that the only woman he loved in his life was his mother, but now Modi feels that those are all lies, and the truth is that he never loved his mother.

"Modi, listen to me." Moting stood up naked, ignored Modi's presence, hurriedly put on his clothes, grabbed Modi and went out, "Let's go out and talk, shall we?"

Modi sneered and shook off Moting's hand, "Don't touch me, I'm disgusting!" Yes, he disliked that Moting had touched other women's hands to touch himself.

"Modi, don't do this." Moting was obviously a little bit wrong, and looked at Modi standing in front of him timidly. He still remembered that Modi always greeted him with a smile. When did he give him such a treat? His complexion and heart are like ten thousand ants crawling at this moment, it is very uncomfortable.

"I don't do this? Tell me, I don't do that?" Modi's voice was cold, "I thought you would be loyal to your mother all your life, but now you tell me, what have you done? Tell me!" Modi shouted a little hysterically.

Moting lowered his head, for a moment he didn't know how to answer Modi's question, or what words to use to refute Modi's hysteria.

Looking at Moting who bowed his head and said nothing, Modi felt even more annoyed, and kicked the flower pot in front of him far away, "Do you still know what day it is today?" The deep voice made Moting even more angry. He was ashamed, how could he not know what day it was, originally thought that Modi would come back around noon, but he came back early.

"Xiao Di, let's have a good chat." At this moment, Moting really wanted to tell all the truth, but thinking of those people's warning, Moting still chose to remain silent.

Hearing this, Modi turned and looked directly at Moting, "What's so good about that woman? Mom can't compare to her?" He just couldn't figure out why that loyal man changed his appearance in just a few months. Could it be that this is the nature of men?

Mo Ting lit a cigarette irritably, took a deep puff, and then said, "Xiao Di, I know that this matter is indeed my fault, but do you know? After your mother left, you went to work in Lingcheng , I was the only one at home, I really wanted to go with your mother during that time, it was your Auntie Han Fang who comforted me again and again, so..."

"So you're on good terms, aren't you?" Modi interrupted Moting in a cold voice, "Just because she comforted you and gave you a little sweetness, so you can forget your original vows? Forget your mother, yes ?"

"No, it's not like that!" Moting threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, "I haven't forgotten your mother, and I won't forget her. But now your mother is gone, and the people we stay have to live on, right? "Moting's words sounded like that, but Modi just couldn't accept it. His mother had only passed away for more than three months. How could he just be glued to other women like this.

"I don't want to listen to these big arguments anymore, I just ask you, do you choose her or me?" Modi couldn't bear the position of his mother being taken by another woman.

Hearing Modi's words, Moting was stunned for a moment, and then asked weakly, "Does it really have to be like this?"

"You have to choose today. I don't want to see other women besides your mother. No one is allowed." Modi is so determined, even in his heart, he has thought about asking Moting to find a partner , but Modi still couldn't stand seeing him flirting with other women.