Ex-husband, Behave Yourself

After the restaurant was cleaned up, a group of three people sat down.

The atmosphere on the dining table is still harmonious, but Mu Ming, who has always been keen, smelled a trace of different breath.

Although the old man of Yan's family is in poor health, he always keeps his own views on Yan's mode operation, and these views are contrary to Yan Mo's original intention. When the three people talk, the old man always dictates, while Yan Mo always keeps a rational silence.

And he also pretends to respect the elderly, occasionally echoing.

At the end of dinner, Mu Ming got up to go to the bathroom and exchanged a meaningful look with the man opposite before going out.

At this time, the servant came in with a mobile phone, "young master, telephone."

Yan Mo sniffed and frowned. He pushed away the chair under his body and got up. After taking the mobile phone, he apologetically raised his hand and went to the direction of the study.

A moment later, Mu Ming came out of the bathroom and nodded to the old man in the living room. "Mr. Yan, thank you for your hospitality tonight. I'll leave first if I have something else to do. Please tell Mr. Yan."

Hearing the sound, the old man was helped out of the restaurant by the housekeeper. After standing still, he turned his head and asked something. The housekeeper nodded and went to Mu Ming. "Our master asked friends to bring back some cans of good coffee from abroad. Please wait a moment, and I'll get them."

"It's not necessary..."

Mu Ming raised his hand to interrupt, and did not wait to refuse again. The old man had reached out and stopped him with a smile. "OK, OK, let him go. You don't want him to go. In two days, I have to send someone specially to send him."

After hearing this, the old housekeeper was too busy to leave the living room. When Mu Ming saw this, he couldn't say anything more. He turned his head and looked down at the old man and said, "I can only say thank you."

The two looked at each other from a distance of several meters. Their eyes were long and narrow, and they waited calmly. However, the old man's warm smile always contained some hard to detect inquiry and doubt.

After a long time, I heard the stick tapping twice on the floor. Mr. Yan raised the corner of his lip and pointed to the direction of the stairs next to him. "Mu doesn't mind helping me go to the room upstairs?"

The man eyebrows slightly Yang, after the reaction came over a gentle smile, the pace has stepped out, "of course not mind."

That hand has already held the old man's arm.

The two people stepped up the steps slowly. From their back, the atmosphere was quite harmonious.

Of course, both of us here know that things are not as calm as they seem.

Sure enough, after stepping on the last flight of stairs, the old man suddenly stopped and gasped for breath. He said to himself, "I'm really old. I can't accept it."

After a pause, he took a look at Mu Ming. When he continued to go to the room, the smile on his face also slowly converged. "Since you're up, come with me. I want to show you something."

The old man's eyes were trembling.

He seemed to be aware of the purpose of being led upstairs.

Sure enough, he followed him into the room. The old man rummaged in front of the bookcase and finally found an old photo album.

"Just at the table, the more I look at you, the more familiar I feel. Do you know this man?"

On the last page of the album, there is a picture of Mushan when he was young. Mr. Yan points to the woman in the photo and observes the expression changes on the man's face quietly.

Mu Ming's smile at the corner of his mouth was obviously stiff, his pupils trembled and he was silent.

Seeing the clue, the old man suddenly laughed twice and closed the photo album. "She was a partner before me. Among female entrepreneurs, she was hard-working and intelligent, but she has been dead for several years."

"It's a pity that she and I are very good friends."

"Friend?" The silent man had already clenched his fist, and the blue veins on his forehead burst out uncontrollably when he heard the words. Then he sneered and responded with a sinister look, "in the eyes of Mr. Yan, are friends used to frame up and betray?"

He weighed for a moment in his heart and finally chose to break the relationship.

Seeing this, the old man's eyes trembled obviously, but he soon calmed down and was proud of his keen insight. He laughed contemptuously and said, "are you mu Shan's son?"

"Yes."

This time, he answered very quickly and frankly.

The old man's eyes were dark, and he looked him up and down as if he had no deep meaning. "Do you think I framed and betrayed her? It seems that you have some misunderstanding about me... "

After a pause, he narrowed his eyes, and with a half threatening tone, he threw the photo album in his hand to one side. "So you have no purpose to intervene in our Yan Family's project. I'll give you three days to withdraw your team. I'd rather let the project go to waste, rather than agree to someone with ulterior motives like you to intervene in the affairs of our Yan family. "

It seems that everything is under the control of his old man. For the moment, he doesn't care about the man in his early twenties. At the bottom of his heart, he is more dissatisfied with his son.He thought that he would always bring disaster to their Yan family. If he was not old enough, he might have changed his name in less than a year.

Just one thing, he obviously underestimated the man in front of him.

After listening to these words, Mu Ming chuckled and put his hands in his pocket. He stepped closer. "How can Mr. Yan conclude that I have ulterior motives? Am I feeling guilty about something I did that year? I don't think you're afraid of anything else. It's that I'll make public what you did in those years, so I don't have to use one more finger... "

Feeling the pressure from the top of his head, Mr. Yan retreated with his stick and finally leaned against the bookcase behind him. He exclaimed, "what did I do for you

"What did you do?" He looked at the calm look that the old man managed to maintain, and then he took out the U disk from his pocket and put it in front of the other party. "The old man cooperated with judge Lu a few days ago, but I don't know if I can recognize it. Is the handwriting on this USB flash drive his

Old man Yan's eyes opened, and the confusion of his eyes still could not be covered.

Mu Ming, quite satisfied with the convergence of his eyes, continued to say, while allowing the light to become vicious, "my mother has collected all the evidence that you, in order to make huge profits, regardless of dissuasion and embezzlement of project materials, eventually led to the engineering accident. As long as the evidence is presented in court, the person who will eventually go to prison will not be her."

After a pause, he saw the slight light in the eyes of the man who had always been forbearance. He reluctantly adjusted his breath and yelled: "it's you, you threatened her! Let her go to prison for you, and let her die for you. "

When he spoke, because there was no place to vent his pent up resentment, his body approached the old man uncontrollably, and a finger almost reached the other person's eyelids.

With a thump, the old man loosened his cane and supported his hands behind him, shaking the old bookcase.

"Do you have evidence?" The old man's pale lips opened. "Do you think you can threaten me like this?"

The man held the bookcase with one hand and raised his eyebrows disdainfully. "You can't believe it. Originally, I wanted to play with you again. Since you can't wait, I'll help you."

With that, he leaned back and made a gesture to leave.

The old man was flustered at this time. He stretched out his hand and grabbed his sleeve. His eyes were scarlet. "This is Yan's family. Hand in the U disk."

"I heard that you had a stroke in the last two years, and your body is still recovering. Don't think it is as easy to solve as it was then." The man drooped his eyes, staring at the pale hand at the sleeve, and chuckled, "I am not my mother, and you are not Yan Yuanqiao in those years."

Finish saying, that sleeve swings gently, the old man's body follows to shake.

After breaking free, he raised his feet toward the direction of the room exit, but he was caught off guard and heard a "crash" behind him. When he turned his head in shock, he saw that the old man had fallen under a pile of books.

The bookcase is rickety and looks like it will fall at any time. The man's eyes are deep. He looks at all these things calmly and silently. His fist is tightly clenched and he doesn't go forward to help him.

But in the end, the cupboard stood still.

He looked cold, staring at the old man who fell to the ground, convulsed, and turned away.