Regarding the previous issue of buying Jue Mo's life for 100 million US dollars, Zixuan just sent a name to Jue Mo and ignored it. There are some things that others cannot interfere with.
Jue Mo originally stayed at Zi Hao's place to eat and drink, but after receiving the news from Zixuan, he locked himself in the room. He didn't see anyone for a whole day. Even Xiao Ying walked into his room through the window.
Without saying a word, Xiao Ying has always had a bad temper and little patience. If it were normal times, she would have started fighting with Jue Mo. She couldn't stand this look of death, but she said something to Jue Mo.
After saying this, I was completely stunned.
"The person who bought my life is my father, my biological father." There was no warmth in Jue Mo's voice, as if he was talking about someone else's business, but the ridicule in his eyes was too deep, even for Xiao Ying's hard heart.
Everyone couldn't help but feel distressed.
After that sentence, there was a whole day of silence. Xiao Ying wanted to speak several times, but she didn't know how. She also knew that there were many things that no one except himself could understand. The so-called understanding was just
Just understand.
It was the first time that Xiao Ying saw such a depressed Jue Mo. He always loved to play tricks and seemed to have no worries. For the first time, she knew that he was not carefree, but had just abandoned himself. He was a person without self.
How can there be trouble?
The next day, Jue Mo disappeared. There were signs of fighting in the room, but there were also clues left by Jue Mo. However, the clues did not tell Xiao Ying who took him away, but just told her not to worry, he would be back soon.
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Almost no one knew that Jue Mo had left Italy, been taken to Germany, and was under house arrest in a very ordinary town in Germany.
No one talked to him, nor tortured him. He was just put under house arrest and provided with three meals a day, but his freedom was restricted. Jue Mo seemed to be calm and stayed in the town eating and drinking well.
He didn't seem to be worried about his situation at all.
It wasn't until the third day that someone finally opened the dark door. When he saw Jue Mo sleeping against the corner, he was obviously startled. The man looked very similar to Jue Mo. They both had beautiful and handsome facial features.
However, he looks a few years older than Jue Mo and looks very calm.
"Mo..." The man stepped forward and kicked Jue Mo who was sitting on the ground. He frowned, as if he didn't like the musty smell in the room.
Jue Mo moved, slowly opened his eyes, raised his head and looked at the man's face, and after a while he murmured, "You're here."
Very plain, as if he had expected it, very indifferent, like treating a stranger.
Such Jue Mo and such tone made the visitor stunned again, staring at Jue Mo closely, for fear that he was disguised as someone else.
"Don't look, it's me." Jue Mo rubbed his forehead, stood up leaning on the wall, and asked casually, "Why, that person wants to see me?"
"Yes, father wants to see you." The man pondered for a moment, nodded, and looked at Jue Mo with complicated eyes, as if he wanted to persuade him, but he restrained himself.
"But, I don't want to see him." With a serious tone that was a bit joking, Jue Mo leaned against the wall. He had not been exposed to the sun for several days under house arrest, and his skin was a bit whiter than usual, showing a fragile look.
Look.
"Mo, don't be willful." The man frowned, his gloomy face showing warning, his handsome eyebrows were drawn together, and a flash of anger flashed in his eyes.
"Chenghui, you know, my meeting with him is just to make him speed up his desire to kill me." Jue Mo sneered, with a nice curve on his lips, and counterattacked, "Don't you still expect us?
Can we reconcile?"
Seeing the man's silent expression, Jue Mo smiled and said, "You can't be so naive now, right? If he and I reconcile, do you think we will get to this point?"
They are probably the only father and son in the world who can turn against each other to such an extent. The son wants to destroy everything his father has, while the father pays to kill people. They are so incompatible. Does Cheng Hui still think that there can be reconciliation between them?
?
"He has changed, Mo." Cheng Hui frowned stubbornly, obviously lacking in confidence.
Has it changed? Jue Mo rubbed his nose and smiled. If that person had changed, he would not have arrested him here and put him under house arrest, nor would he have paid for his life. He must have hated him deeply.
Just like Jue Mo treats him.
When the king meets the king, it’s a dead end.
This is also the reason why Cheng Hui tried his best to cover up Jue Mo's whereabouts for so many years. Both of them are his closest relatives. He doesn't want to betray anyone or get hurt.
"If mommy is still here..." Cheng Hui clenched his fist, knowing that Jue Mo didn't like hearing him mention mommy, but he still said it.
"Get out." Jue Mo interrupted Cheng Hui's words, his face ashen as an iceberg, "Cheng Hui, if you think you can control me by locking me here, then you made a mistake."
Cheng Hui's face was ugly, and he darkened almost immediately. He pursed his cold lips tightly. After a while, he calmly spoke again, "Do you still want to try his method again?"
Jue Mo tilted his head and looked at the ground, as if he was caught up in some memory. Half of his face was hidden in the shadows, looking a little charming. He chuckled. How could he forget? That person indifferently treated all his favorites.
He smashed everything he owned and threw his favorite puppy into the swimming pool to drown, leaving him standing aside and watching.
"Cheng Hui, I am no longer the Cheng Mo I was before, the weak young man who could only hide in the corner and cry. Do you think he can control me so easily?" Jue Mo's tone was indescribably weird.
And sarcasm, with a hint of weirdness.
"Mo, why do you need to disobey him?" In Cheng Hui's view, even if Jue Mo has grown up to this point, he is still no match for his father. There is nothing that this man who is so cruel can even give his wife to his enemy can't do.
From?
"Do you think that since I escaped, I will go back and become his pawn?" Jue Mo raised the corners of his lips, and his eyes flashed with joy.
Cheng Hui frowned. He had known for a long time that he would not be able to persuade Jue Mo. This younger brother was just like his cruel father. He seemed casual but was actually a terrifyingly stubborn person.
"Tell him that if he wants to see me, come by yourself. Or you can choose to knock me out or kill me." Jue Mo turned around and smiled strangely at the white wall, "Anyway, he can't do such a thing.
It should be very familiar."
After clenching his fists, Cheng Hui looked at Jue Mo who looked tough and had nothing to talk about, so he could only return angrily and leave with a sigh.
Jue Mo, who was facing the wall, raised the corners of his mouth slightly. He had already begun to look forward to what kind of expression his father would use to face the man who had been abandoned by him but now suddenly wanted to reuse him.