The atmosphere in the chairman's office was very serious. An Jie was sitting on the boss's chair, resting his chin on his hand, waiting impatiently for An Shaotian's answer. At this time, in addition to his distrust of An Shaotian, there was more in his eyes.
ridicule and indifference to it.
"I should have told you about Xuan'er earlier, but the time was never ripe, so I delayed it until now..." An Shaotian has the unique charm of all outstanding middle-aged men, combining elegance and maturity. He can
It is said to be the dream in the hearts of all women. As a chairman and president of Qianhui Group worth hundreds of billions, it is normal for him to occasionally have a few women around him. But because An Shaotian once promised An Jie
An Jie's mother promised not to get married until An Jie was underage. Therefore, although An Shaotian has been around many women over the years, no woman has ever shaken An Shaotian's promise to An Jie's mother before she died.
's last words.
Now that Anjie has grown up, and Caiwan and Xuaner have returned to China, it seems that he should give the mother and son a title.
"Is that why you have been maintaining a relationship with Lingya to protect the mother and son just now? An Shaotian, you are very powerful. I should have thought that you would not be able to fulfill your mother's last words." An Jie suddenly felt miserable, and he had already
The deceased mother was very pitiful. They were all deceived by An Shaotian. Even Lingya, the calculating woman who finally made her mother angry to death, was also deceived by An Shaotian!
"Why didn't I fulfill my promise? It is precisely because I took care of my relationship with your mother that Caiwan has been living in the United States with Xuan'er alone for so many years." An Shaotian really didn't know when An Jie would understand him.
His mother's death was not what he wanted to see at the beginning. It really wasn't. After so many years, he would feel pain when he thought about it and would have trouble sleeping and eating...
"Care? If I care about you, I won't betray my mother." Anjie brought up the old matter again. After so many years, this matter was like a thorn in his heart, a pain that he dared not touch. This kind of pain was too painful.
It is unforgettable, too cruel and intolerable.
"An'er, I have been repenting for this matter for ten years. Can't you forgive me?" An Shaotian's mood seemed very decadent. He knew that all this was his own fault. He
He should make up for it. But why does Anjie still refuse to forgive him after he has done so much in the past ten years?
"Yes, after ten years, maybe I should forgive you. But you can't use Lingya as a blind eye. In order to make Xiao Tong drop out of school, the condition you gave me was never to marry Lingya, ha... haha, until
Just now, I was really touched by your promise. But An Shaotian, you are too calculating. You used me, you used your biological son, even if you didn't let Xiao Tong drop out of school.
You will not marry Lingya under this condition." An Jie felt that he was completely fooled by his biological father. He thought that his position in An Shaotian's heart was so important, even though their father and son had never gotten along harmoniously in the past ten years.
However, An Jie at least believed that An Shaotian would not use him as a weapon: "Your ultimate goal is to marry that woman just now? Right?" At this time, An Jie's eyes were red, with a hint of anger and a hint of humiliation.
There is even a hint of resentment and disappointment.
"An'er, you have grown up and are no longer a child. You should think about it for me from my perspective. I am old and need someone to take care of me. Do you understand?" An Shaotian felt his chest tightening.
It’s uncomfortable, why does his son always regard him as a tit-for-tat enemy? Why doesn’t Anjie understand the principle of being a good match? If the young chairman of Qianhui Group married a lowly commoner, what would happen to him?
It will really become a joke to the entire city of Hawaii.
"Humph, are you also afraid of being lonely when you grow old? Didn't your mother die alone? That mother and son are just the victims you used to kill your loneliness in your old age. An Shaotian, in your heart you
Who did you love? Who do you care about? Ah?" An Jie was completely angry. He stood up from the chair with a sudden movement. There seemed to be thousands of resentments in his body. He pointed at An Shaotian's nose and roared.
Yes, if there was only the resentment with wounds between him and An Shaotian before, then now there is a lot of hatred added to this resentment. This hatred is like a gap that can never be crossed.
, forever pushing the father and son who were so close ten years ago to the north and south poles.
"Pa—" An Shaotian's lips pursed violently. He raised his hand and gave An Jie a slap in the face. He will always be a sinner in front of An Jie, but people who have served their sentences are not released after serving their sentences.
That day? And why does this invisible cage on my body have to imprison me for the rest of my life?
"You are ruthless and powerful. Everyone is plotted and used by you. They are all your chess pieces and your code... This is the real An Shaotian..." An Jie suddenly put his hands on the desk
All the documents were swept to the ground. This slap in the face had completely interrupted the father-son friendship between himself and An Shaotian: "An Shaotian, this is the last time you teach me a lesson, do you know? If you dare to do anything,
Once, I will definitely let you taste the power of my fist."
Opening the office door with a bang, An Jie sped away. As a man, he shouldn't have shed tears, but at this moment his heart was really weeping silently. He should care about An Shaotian as his father.
It was like this before, it is like this now, and maybe it will be like this in the future. However, An Shaotian's slap in the face completely shattered all of An Jie's illusions and expectations for An Shaotian.
On the way back, Anjie was almost racing on the highway at a crazy speed of 200 meters per hour. He suddenly felt that his life seemed to have no meaning. His mother passed away, and his father was estranged from him and was about to form a family with another woman.
What about yourself? Apart from being disappointed, what else will you have in the future?
However, what is the meaning of his life? Anjie suddenly felt as if his life had been pulled out of his head, and he was confused...
The speed of 200 meters per hour, no, to be precise, it should be the speed of 230 yards. At this time, Anjie was galloping forward at a speed of 230 yards per hour.
"prick--"
Suddenly, a big truck came oncoming, a huge truck.
"Boom——"
A deafening sound boomed at the highway intersection, and Anjie's BMW was hit by the large truck filled with heavy objects and crashed onto the guardrail on one side of the highway intersection.
At this moment, the rain suddenly cut through the sky and drifted down, and Anjie fell unconscious in the driver's seat of the BMW.