If Gong Shaoming wants to take over the Gong family legitimately, the fastest way is to send Mr. Gong to the west...
Gong Shaoming seemed to have expected that he would ask this question. There was a smile on his lips. He looked at Mr. Gong with burning eyes and said in a meaningful tone, "In seven months, father should be a grandfather."
"..."
Mr. Gong was suddenly startled and put down the tea cup in his hand. His calm eyes looking at Gong Shaoming had a crack in his eyes.
Gong Shaoming stood up from the chair, turned around and walked towards the outside of the tea house.
"Kaier is your eldest brother after all, let him live."
Gong Shaoming paused in his steps without looking back, but his voice was as cold as the ice and snow of a month, "He will never let me go in a different place, but I can guarantee that the Gong family is in my hands. The surname will always be Gong!"
His slender eyes narrowed and he strode away.
"..."
Mr. Gong looked at his leaving figure, his old eyes slightly red, and looked at Uncle Qi standing next to him, "Old Qi, I have a grandson."
But I am about to lose a son...
"Congratulations, brother."
Uncle Qi remained expressionless. He could see Mr. Gong's sadness and looked a little cold-blooded. "Young Master is responsible for his own fault and has nothing to do with anyone else."
The Gong family, no matter how they fight, should not forget their duty, let alone the Gong family's blood flowing through them.
"Yes, I also know that he brought it upon himself, but why is it that I am not responsible for what he is like today?"
Otherwise, how could he turn a blind eye despite knowing that Gong Shaokai had done so many evil things...
It’s the father’s fault if he doesn’t teach him.
Mr. Gong became much older in an instant. He took out a seal with the word "Gong" engraved on it from his arms and threw it on the table. "Take it and give it to him. Consider it a gift from me to my grandson. After living for half my life, I will give it to him before he dies." I can still hold my grandson, so God has treated me well."
"..."
Uncle Qi was startled, then reached out to pick up the things on the table, turned around and left.
****
Leave the Gongjia Villa.
Gong Shaoming drove all the way to the direction of the Ou family's ancestral home.
He parked the sports car less than 500 meters away from Ou's house, opened the roof of the sports car, and looked in the direction of An Moran not far away.
He took out a cigarette from his body, lit it gently, and took a strong puff.
The big hand is holding the seal of the head of the Gong family, his eyes are extremely knowing.
He will never forget that when the man called father appeared in front of him for the first time, he was a bodyguard with a cold face and a noble aura, but tears filled his eyes when he saw him for the first time.
Even if it was only a few seconds, he felt the father's love he had never had before.
Even if he refused to return to the Gong family, Mr. Gong never forced it. He only said that his fate was decided and he could not avoid it...
If there is anyone in the Gong family that Gong Shaoming cannot attack, he is the only one.
Gong Shaoming looked down at the seal of the head of the Gong family in his hand, his eyes getting darker and darker. He himself didn't know if Mr. Gong insisted on never giving up the throne, would he kill his father and seize the throne...
He brought the cigarette to his lips and took another strong puff. The smoke swirled around him, making his handsome and feminine face even more charming.
His eyes fell on the ancestral house of the Ou family not far away, and his pupils tightened, "Ranran, I will take you and your child home soon."
After stubbing out the cigarette butt and throwing it to the ground, he started the engine of the sports car, turned the car around arrogantly, and drove away.
