An Unfinished Divorce Feast

Chapter 124 Mom belongs to me and Dad

The next morning, Su Mo and Murong Qian flew to Shanghai with Xiao Su as a family of three.

In Shanghai, Su Mo finally no longer has to worry about her identity like she did in Malaysia, and can be like ordinary people. When Murong Qian is busy, she takes Xiao Su to the children's playground, and takes Xiao Su to the Republic of China. On the way, look at the most prosperous buildings in Shanghai during the Republic of China period, and eat the most authentic snacks in Shanghai.

In the blink of an eye, I stayed in Shanghai for five days, and on the sixth day, I flew to Hong Kong instead.

On the second day after arriving in Hong Kong, Xiao Su fell ill. His tonsils were severely inflamed and his fever persisted.

Su Mo stayed in front of Xiao Su's hospital bed, never leaving her for a whole day and night, and never closed her eyes. Although there was no trace of strange emotion on her face or in her eyes, Murong Qian knew that Su Mo was actually very scared, very scared. , Very distressed, very distressed.

Murong Qian put his arms around Su Mo's thin shoulders, and wrapped her in his arms, "Lean against me and sleep for a while, just for a while, okay?"

Su Mo nodded and leaned his head into Murong Qian's neck, but he refused to close his eyes no matter what.

Murong Qian frowned in pain, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have let you bring Xiao Su with me."

Su Mo shook his head, "It was me who was too careless. I knew that Xiao Su's physique was not good, but I still took him to play and eat indiscriminately."

She had been lying on the bed for three full months before Xiao Su could survive, and Xiao Su was taken out of her body when she was seven months old.

Now, she actually made Xiao Su sick again, how could she not blame herself.

Murong Qian bowed his head and kissed the hair on the top of Su Mo's head, "I will watch Xiao Su, he will be fine, trust me."

Su Mo nodded, how could she not believe him.

Close your eyes, even if you can't sleep, Su Mo doesn't want Murong Qian to worry about her.

After all, in this world, the only people who truly love her are the two men, one big and one small in front of her.

By the time Xiao Su fully recovers, it will be a week later, and Murong Qian's affairs in Hong Kong have also been dealt with.

In the evening, when Su Mo was packing up his things and preparing to return to Malaysia the next morning, Murong Qian suggested whether he should go back to Shennan City.

Su Mo's movement of packing things paused slightly, but only for a moment, but returned to normal.

"Let's take Xiao Su back to Shennan City to see our parents and Aunt Xia." Murong Qian circled Su Mo from behind, "They will be very happy to see Xiao Su."

Su Mo had a sore nose, and suddenly something hot and humid wanted to come out of his dry eyes.

After three years, she really should go back and let her parents and Aunt Xia know that she is doing well and they don't need to worry about her anymore.

"Aqian." Su Mo turned around and looked up at Murong Qian. The feeling in his eyes was indescribable. "Thank you."

"Fool!" Murong Qian smiled dotingly, "I promised my father that I will take good care of you and make you happy in the future."

Lowering his head, Murong Qian's thin lips fell on the top of Su Mo's hair, "So, don't say 'thank you' to me in the future."

Su Mo nodded, closed his eyes, and forced back the tears in his eyes.

She hasn't shed a single tear in the past three years. Now, she is the happiest woman in the world, so why is she still crying.

She has no reason to cry anymore, no, even if she wants to cry, it is only because she is so happy now.

Back in Shennan City, Su Mo didn't choose to stay in a hotel, but returned to Qingshui Bay.

Dad said, no matter what time, this is her home.

Together with the two servants brought from Malaysia, they cleaned the house that no one had lived in for more than three years. Then, the servants went to buy vegetables, and Murong Qian cooked for Su Mo and Xiao Su. dinner.

While eating the delicious food, Su Mo suddenly thought of the table full of seafood that Ji Yixuan cooked for him when he was in Nanwan Fishing Village.

For more than three years, she has never cared about all the people and things in the past, as if she has completely insulated from all her past.

Now, I don't know what happened to Ji Yixuan.

She disappeared suddenly and there was no news for three years. Does Ji Yixuan also think that she is dead?

If she really died, Ji Yixuan would be very sad.

"What's the matter? The food doesn't suit your taste?!" Seeing Su Mo suddenly in a trance, Murong Qian asked on the opposite side.

Su Mo pulled back her thoughts, looked at Murong Qian and smiled, "No, it's delicious, but I suddenly thought of Ji Yixuan."

From the moment she decided to marry Murong Qian, Su Mo told herself that she would never hide anything from Murong Qian, let alone lie to him.

Even if it is her own concern, she will not hide it.

Murong Qian looked at Su Mo. For more than three years, Su Mo didn't say a word about the people and events in the past.

But the more Su Mo was like this, the more worried Murong Qian was, and the more distressed he was.

Now, seeing Su Mo mentioning Ji Yixuan so easily, Murong Qian was really happy. At least Su Mo was willing to express to him what was suppressed in his heart.

"Ji Yixuan left Shennan City three years ago, and only came back once in the past three years."

"Then why did he go?"

"Mom and Dad, who is Ji Yixuan?" The little guy who was burying his head in the food at the side raised his head and asked curiously with big sparkling eyes.

Su Mo looked at Xiao Su and smiled, and rubbed his soft hair, "Ji Yixuan is mother's brother, so you can't call him Ji Yixuan in the future, but Uncle Ji."

"Ji Yixuan is your elder brother, shouldn't he be called uncle? Why is he called uncle?" The little guy frowned with confusion.

Both Su Mo and Murong Qian couldn't help laughing, and corrected, "Yes, mother's brother, Xiao Su wants to be called Uncle, not Uncle."

"Oh, great, I have an uncle, I have an uncle." Xiao Su shouted excitedly.

Seeing Xiao Su's happy look, both Su Mo and Murong Qian couldn't help laughing.

"Ji Yixuan joined Doctors Without Borders and has been traveling around for three years to help the poorest and most needy patients. Recently, he has been staying in the Middle East." Murong Qian replied with a smile.

Su Mo looked at Murong Qian, who did not expect that he had been able to understand so clearly for her the situation of a person she had never asked about in the past three years.

She wanted to say thank you, but Su Mo swallowed it anyway, because she knew that what Murong Qian wanted was not her "thank you".

After breakfast the next day, Su Mo and Murong Qian took Xiao Su to the cemetery.

Coming to the tombstones of Su Jingzhi and Xia Sangqing, Xiao Su curiously asked why grandpa slept in the cemetery instead of living with them.

Su Mo looked at Xiao Su, with the corners of his lips slightly raised. There was no sadness in his eyes, and he answered Xiao Su's question with the most beautiful legend about heaven.

Thinking of what his mother said to her when she jumped down from the twelfth floor, Su Mo couldn't help but slightly frowned.

At that time, my father must have done something that hurt my mother, so my mother abandoned her so resolutely.

However, after so many years, Su Mo doesn't want to explore the past anymore, so let all the resentment be buried forever.

Another whole night, Gu Zecheng sat alone until dawn, all that appeared in his mind was Su Mo's figure.

From the year when Su Mo lost his mother at the age of eight to the scene where Su Mo fell into a pool of blood, every scene, like a movie rewinding, is as clear as yesterday in Gu Zecheng's brain.

Whenever the yearning for Su Mo is so crazy that he can't suppress it no matter what, Gu Zecheng will go to the cemetery, go to the gate of the cemetery where Su Mo disappeared, and stay alone for a whole day .

So, this morning, after sending Chuchu to school, Gu Zecheng went directly to the cemetery.

When his car slowly drove into the gate of the cemetery, Gu Zecheng noticed that there were five black cars slowly approaching the gate on the mountain, and the one in front was a Rolls Royce phantom.

Rolls-Royce Phantom? !
Gu Zecheng clearly remembered that the car that Tang Cheng accidentally bumped into in Malaysia was also a Rolls-Royce Phantom, and behind that Rolls-Royce Phantom were also four black cars.

At that time, a lady was sitting on the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Suddenly, Gu Zecheng seemed to think of something.

While Gu Zecheng was thinking, the leading Rolls-Royce Phantom had already approached his car, and he looked sideways at the passing car. Just like in Malaysia, he couldn't see anything inside the car.

In just a second, the Rolls-Royce Phantom and Gu Zecheng passed by, followed by four identical cars behind.

At this moment, the thoughts in Gu Zecheng's mind suddenly became more and more intense, he stepped on the accelerator, and Gu Zecheng rushed towards the mountain.

In the Rolls-Royce Phantom, looking at the familiar face passing by with a slight look of astonishment, and then hearing the roaring sound of the sports car, the emotion on Su Mo's face and the bottom of his eyes did not change at all. , as if seeing nothing, continued to tell Xiao Su the story of the farmer and the snake.

Murong Qian looked at Su Mo, originally he knew he shouldn't ask, but he still couldn't help asking, "Gu Zecheng knows you're back, is it alright?"

Su Mo raised his head, looked at Murong Qian sincerely and calmly, shook his head, and replied without hesitation, "It's okay, Su Mo who belongs to Gu Zecheng died in a pool of blood a long time ago. Now, I am Anastasia, MoYung."

Murong Qian smiled, a happy and reassuring smile.

There is a woman you have loved for ten years and want to love for the rest of your life, willing to put on your surname and stay by your side, even if you can just watch quietly like now, Murong Qian also feels satisfied .

Stretching out his hand, across the child, Murong Qian gently caressed Su Mo's cheek, looking into Su Mo's eyes, the tenderness was almost overflowing.

"From then on, you will be my Thea alone."

Su Mo nodded affirmatively, "En."

"Mine, mine, and mine, mom belongs to me and dad." The little guy protested.

Murong Qian smiled, "Yes, Xiao Su is right, mother belongs to both of us."

Kicking the accelerator and rushing up the hill, Gu Zecheng parked the car at the place closest to the graves of Su Jingzhi and Xia Sangqing, then rushed out of the car door and rushed towards the graves of Su Jingzhi and Xia Sangqing.

When he rushed to Su Jingzhi and Xia Sangqing's cemetery and saw a large bouquet of bright white chrysanthemums in front of the tombstone, Gu Zecheng was overjoyed, as if he was crazy, and suddenly knelt down in front of Su Jingzhi, weeping uncontrollably.

"Father, Su Mo is still alive, Su Mo is still alive, right?"

"I knew that Su Mo would be fine, she will be fine."

"Su Mo is back, she's back, great, she's really back."

The second after his own words fell, Gu Zecheng suddenly got up like crazy again, rushed towards his car, then got into the car, stepped on the accelerator fiercely, and chased after the disappearing Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Inside, sat his Su Mo, his wife. This time, he would definitely catch up with her, hold her in his palm, give her all the best in the world, and take care of her with all his possessions.

However, when the car rushed out of the cemetery, there was no sign of the Rolls-Royce Phantom, and even the four black cars that followed had long since disappeared.

Taking out his mobile phone, Gu Zecheng immediately called Tang Cheng, asking him to find out the whereabouts of Su Mo's Rolls-Royce Phantom as quickly as possible.

Although Tang Cheng on the other end of the phone was surprised, but when he heard Gu Zecheng's 12 urgent voice, he didn't hesitate for a second, and immediately sent someone to check all the surveillance videos within a dozen kilometers near the cemetery.

However, just like three years ago, from the second before Gu Zecheng called him this morning, all the surveillance videos of all the road sections near the cemetery were missing, and none of the surveillance footage was captured.

Listening to Tang Cheng's report, Gu Zecheng was completely stunned.

Why is this happening?Why is this happening?

If the "Madam" sitting in the Rolls-Royce Phantom in Malaysia is the same person as Su Mo sitting in the Rolls-Royce Phantom today, it means that Su Mo has married someone else .

No Moer
No, no, no.
After the ecstasy, MadeIn's desolation and pain completely overwhelmed Gu Zecheng again.

Twice, twice he passed Su Mo, he couldn't see Su Mo, but Su Mo could definitely see him.

However, Su Mo left without stopping.

Su Mo hates him!

His Mo'er hates him!

His Mo'er must have hated him to the core!
Yes, how could his Mo'er not hate him?

Leaning back in the chair, Gu Zecheng trembled all over because of the extreme pain and self-blame.

Two weeks later, Thea Group's first flagship store in Shennan City opened grandly. The scene was grand and unprecedented. Gu Zecheng even led all the senior executives of the Sikou Group to go to congratulate in person.

When the bosses of other companies saw Gu Zecheng kissing him and ran away, they followed suit and ran to congratulate him.

"Mr. Gu, I really want to thank you for coming here today. It really makes our store more prosperous!" Lin Yihan came to Gu Zecheng with a glass of wine in his hands, smiling brightly and meaningfully, "I respect you. "

The corners of Gu Zecheng's lips curled up, he raised the wine glass in his hand to touch Lin Yihan lightly, and took a sip, "Where, getting to know Mr. Lin is something that many people wish for."

Lin Yihan smiled, "Mr. Gu is over the top."

Gu Zecheng's eyebrows moved slightly, his gloomy eyes became darker, he still smiled and said, "I don't know, can I have the honor to meet Thea's real big boss?"

For two weeks, Gu Zecheng used all available methods to prove that the same person was sitting in the Rolls-Royce Phantom in Malaysia and the Rolls-Royce Phantom that appeared in the cemetery, and this People are the real big bosses of Thea Group - Anastasia, MoYung, the powerful Mrs. Murong.

If these three people are really the same person, then what will he have to do to win back the heart of Su Mo, who is now Mrs. Murong? Take care of it.

What's more, he had broken Su Mo's heart so deeply.

Lin Yihan stared at Gu Zecheng, the pain in his eyes was extremely gloomy, no matter how much Gu Zecheng suppressed it, Lin Yihan could easily see through it.

The corners of Lin Yihan's lips curled slightly, and Lin Yihan looked at Gu Zecheng with a smile that was not a smile, "Don't worry, Mr. Gu, the future is long. If you want to meet my boss, there will always be a chance."

Gu Zecheng lowered his eyes to conceal the extreme panic and fear in his heart at the moment, chuckled, and looked at Lin Yihan after a while, "If that's the case, then we will see you another day, and we will bid farewell today."

After saying that, Gu Zecheng strode away without stopping for a second, and the executives behind him followed closely.

Because he was afraid, afraid that he would no longer be able to control his emotions, he frantically called out Su Mo's name here, and frantically wanted to dig three feet to find Su Mo.

He can't do that, he can't do that again, he will never hurt Su Mo again, not even a tiny bit.

Back in his office, Gu Zecheng could no longer suppress the boundless pain and self-blame surging in his heart, took off his suit jacket and threw it on the sofa casually, and then took out a blade from the drawer without any disinfection treatment , directly rolled up his sleeves, and slashed fiercely at his arm.

Dazzling and enchanting, it snaked down the arm that already had more than a dozen scars in an instant, drop by drop, falling on the bright white floor, smudged, like the blood flower that bloomed on your ice surface , suffocating.

Tang Cheng, who came to the door of Gu Zecheng's office, saw the bright and enchanting curves on Gu Zecheng's arm, and immediately called Amy and Xia Shasha from the secretariat to get the medicine.

The medicine box was placed in the cabinet of Amy's desk. After taking the medicine box, she and Xia Shasha rushed to Gu Zecheng's office immediately.

"Brother-in-law, why are you like this again? If my sister sees it, she will feel distressed." Xia Shasha looked at Gu Zecheng's arm and blamed her with distress.

In the past three years, smoking, alcohol, marijuana, and sleeping pills have completely failed to solve Gu Zecheng's pain. When Gu Zecheng's self-blame and pain filled his chest but could not be released, Gu Zecheng could only use this self-harm method to relieve his pain. Eliminate one ten thousandth of pain and self-blame.

When the [-]/[-]th of the pain, self-blame and guilt that had been eliminated was soon full again, Gu Zecheng would use the same method to resolve it again.

In the past three years, Gu Zecheng's arm has been cut countless times. Some of them have healed long ago without any traces; So obvious, it was only a few days left.

Hearing Xia Shasha's words, Gu Zecheng couldn't help laughing, laughing loudly, the laughter was full of endless pain and resentment, resentment towards himself.

"Does your sister really care about me?" Gu Zecheng asked Xia Shasha, and he was also asking himself.

Although Tang Cheng and Amy have long been used to this kind of Gu Zecheng, every time they watch it again, they will feel more distressed.

Opening the medicine box, Amy took out the medicine and gauze, came to Gu Zecheng, and skillfully began to help him treat the wound.

Gu Zecheng closed his eyes, a hot and humid liquid slipped out of his eye sockets.

The most painful thing for him was not that he couldn't see Su Mo, but that Su Mo saw him, but he was a stranger to him.

Perhaps, Su Mo didn't even care about hating him.

This is what he is most helpless and afraid of.

Xia Shasha looked at the tears falling from the corners of Gu Zecheng's eyes, lowered her eyes secretly, but still lied and lied to herself, "Yes, my sister loves you so much, is so kind, and is so magnanimous, she will definitely forgive you. "

Gu Zecheng laughed at himself, the tears slipped into his mouth, it was really bitter and astringent, but he knew that no matter how bitter or astringent his tears were, it would not be the same as Su Mo lying in a pool of blood watching him hug another woman and leave without hesitation. When I went, the tears that fell from her eyes were one-tenth of the bitterness.

Su Mo, I'm sorry, I'm sorry
After the wound was treated, Amy and Xia Shasha withdrew.

Gu Zecheng stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, lit a cigarette, and smoked vigorously.

"Still haven't found anything?"

Tang Cheng frowned, looking at Gu Zecheng's lonely back, he sighed a long time in his heart.

"No, that morning in the cemetery, no one saw what or who the people in those five cars looked like."

"Have you found out the identity of the person sitting in the Rolls-Royce Phantom that you hit in Malaysia?"

"No, it was only found that the car drove into the underground garage of Thea Group, but the identity of the person sitting in the car could not be found."

Gu Zecheng took a deep breath of the cigarette, and then exhaled the smoke in one gulp, his deep black eyes were filled with gloom.

"There's no need to look any further." Because in that Rolls-Royce Phantom, the only person sitting could be Anastasia, MoYung.

Tang Cheng naturally guessed what Gu Zecheng could think of.

"Boss, do you really think that Mrs. Murong is Su Mo?"

"Or else?"

"Perhaps it's just a coincidence. I've checked. In that cemetery, there are still several important people buried. Their descendants are all powerful now. Maybe the person sitting in the Rolls-Royce Phantom It's not Mrs. Murong at all."

"How do you explain the white chrysanthemum in front of the tombstone?"

"Maybe it's just a friend of Mr. Su's."

"Enough!" Gu Zecheng roared angrily, "Whether it is or not, I must see this Mrs. Murong, no matter what."

Tang Cheng's tightly knit brows have not been loosened, and now they are even tighter, "Okay, I get it."

(End of this chapter)