delicious life

Chapter 128

Secretly, it didn't take much time.

Duan Feng asked the old servant who worked in Ji Zhai some things about his father before his death, including some living habits of his father who lived in this old house more than ten years ago, verified the contents of the diary, and locked himself in the old house. In the room, after careful consideration of what happened more than ten years ago, they came to an unexpected conclusion, but enough to turn the two aristocratic families upside down.

Duan Feng felt that the thin diary in his hand was heavy.

He didn't know where Shi Ya got the diary, and he was eager to cover it up, but he let it fall into his hands by accident.

This diary fell into the hands of the Ji family. For the Shi family on Shi Ya's side, it was definitely a huge hidden danger and an earth-shaking disaster.

Duan Feng thought about sending this diary directly to Mr. Ji, but felt that now is not the time.

The origin of the diary must first be investigated, then the handwriting must be checked, and then the real date must be confirmed, which will take a long time in between.

Even if the old man really believed in the things recorded in the diary, at most Shi Ya would be replaced, and there would be dozens or hundreds of women like Shi Ya, which would give him a splitting headache.

The most important thing is that my freedom is restricted, my actions are frustrated, and I can't collect first-hand information. I can find strong evidence at the first time and strengthen my own weight.

Just when Duan Feng was at a loss, a turning point came in front of him.

In a state of doubt and alertness, Duan Feng met Zhao Hongxiu, a rival in love who had no good intentions for Mo Ci.

Although the Ji family restricted him from going out, they did not strictly restrict Duan Feng from meeting other visitors.

During the time when she was restricted from going out and did not go to work in the company, only the company's female assistant came to visit Duan Feng, and no one else came to visit Duan Feng.

I don't know how Zhao Hongxiu persuaded the servant who informed him to risk disobeying Mr. Ji's order to inform him about the visit.

While Duan Feng was puzzled, his understanding of Zhao Hongxiu deepened.

"Don't be surprised why I came to you." The other party's first sentence was not meant to be pleasant, "It took me a lot of effort to convince your servants here."

"What do you want to do?" Duan Feng asked sharply, interrupting Zhao Hongxiu's words.

"A verbal agreement with you," Zhao Hongxiu did not show any displeasure at Duan Feng's blunt post, and said quickly, "A very cost-effective agreement, you pay the price you should pay, and I will give you what you want , How about it, would you like it?"

"The price... what do you exchange with me?"

Duan Feng lowered his voice, looked directly at Zhao Hongxiu who proposed to exchange opinions with chilly eyes, adjusted the angle of his head, and appeared calm and calm, and in terms of momentum, he was not inferior to the other party.

"Information, a piece of internal information that the Shi family fabricated accounts behind their backs, evaded taxes and evaded taxes, and made up for profits and losses."

Zhao Hongxiu nodded at the table, and there was more playfulness in his long and narrow eyes.

"The Shi family is our Zhao family's secret partner for many years... Although this information is precious, it is not as useful in my hands as it is in yours. I want something precious from you as a It's easy to exchange."

"I'm afraid it's more than that." Duan Feng's lips were tightly pursed, and the line of his jaw was tense. The conditions offered by Zhao Hongxiu were indeed attractive, but what Zhao Hongxiu said later was the important purpose of his coming here.

"You react very quickly..." Zhao Hongxiu paused, playing with the teacup in his hand, "The premise is that you promise to marry Shi Ya, and after the wedding, I will hand over the documents to you intact."

"What did you say!" Duan Feng was suspicious of Zhao Hongxiu's unrelated request, and his tone was fierce, and he quickly understood what Zhao Hongxiu meant, "You asked me to marry Shi Ya, you... what do you want to do to Mo Ci!"

Seeing Duan Feng grasping the center of the topic and a series of reactions, Zhao Hongxiu applauded, "As expected of my opponent, he immediately raised the key to the question. I think... If you are married, don't Will it be sad to say goodbye, and then separate from you?"

"Bastard!" Duan Feng gritted his teeth, clenched his fists, stood up from the chair, looked down at Zhao Hongxiu, suppressed his emotions, and stabbed Zhao Hongxiu with inexplicable anger in his eyes.

"You can marry Shi Ya first, and then use this information to divorce... I just want to do a little test for the two of you. If Mo Ci insists on separating from you, he will be mine."

"He is not something that can be exchanged! I don't agree with your conditions. You, get out of here immediately!"

When it comes to Mo Ci, Duan Feng can no longer remain calm, he is always stable like an enraged beast, roaring, letting the enemies who break into his territory back out of his territory.

"You always want to get married. Now, you have been revoked from your position, your actions are restricted, and you cannot meet with Mo Ci. Marriage with Shi Ya is an inevitable result... In the end, I am at a loss in this deal, so I will bet on it." , How sure is Mo Ci of you!"

Zhao Hongxiu stood up determined to win, pointed out Duan Feng's sore spots without hesitation, tidied his clothes smartly, and turned around, "Think carefully, don't run away at the wedding, I will send the information to you only after the wedding ceremony is completed. in your hands."

After finishing speaking, Zhao Hongxiu let out a sneer, shrugged his shoulders, ignored Duan Feng who was offended by him, and left Ji Zhai like a gust of wind.

99、chapter27...

I thought I could keep this matter from my father for a while, but I didn't expect my father to come back so early when he knew the truth.

Although Mo Yan concealed everything related to the photo, the paper could not contain the fire after all.Mr. Mo, who was convalescing in the hospital, knew the whole story from his old friend, Ji Jifeng, the head of the Ji family.

From unbelievable to gloomy, after the old man Ji left, the old man suppressed his anger, sat quietly for a long time, and called Mo Ci, who was acting as a substitute in the company, to the hospital.

On the hospital bed, Mr. Mo was dressed in a plain hospital gown. After recuperating for a few days, a livid color appeared on the old man's face, which had just recovered.

His cheeks were sunken, revealing his high cheekbones. Mr. Mo was leaning on the hospital bed, with angry and depressed sparks in his eyes.

"A Ci, I heard that you are with a man, is this true?"

The old man has always been straightforward. In the education of Mo Ci and Mo Yan brothers, he has never been subtle and euphemistic. He only asked yes or no, and then made a decision.

Looking at his youngest son who was much taller than him and had already grown up, Mr. Mo felt an anger of being concealed and deceived.

He never thought that one day, he would hear news about his son from someone else.

As soon as the words fell, Mo Ci, who originally wanted to ask about his father's health, swallowed the words that were about to slip out of his mouth, opened his mouth in surprise, and could no longer disguise himself with the concerned and worried face before, his expression changed almost instantly.

"Dad, why do you ask these..."

Mo Ci's words were roughly interrupted by the old man.

"So it's true?"

"I'm sorry, Dad."

Mo Ci's body stiffened, his face turned blue, and he could no longer calm down his emotions.

Treating his father, Mo Ci not only has the son's respect for his father, but also has an unspeakable apology.

I want to repay my father for his upbringing, and try my best to repay his father's expectations for me.

However, since his eldest brother discovered his relationship with Duan Feng, Mo Ci discovered the gap between reality and imagination.

The eldest brother didn't say clearly that his father would find out one day.

You can hide it for a while, but you can't hide it forever.

In the past few days, he struggled with the choice of living up to his father's expectations and separating from Duan Feng.

Any choice will hurt the most important person to him.

He has experienced two lives, tasted the pain of losing everything, and tasted the sweetness of having everything.The family affection and Duan Feng's affection were all obtained in the process of God giving him another chance.

He couldn't just give up the other side, Mo Ci almost lowered his head when the old man asked, nodding in recognition.

He didn't dare to look at the expression on his father's face, even if it was a little bit of disappointment and disgust, his emotions would burst like a flood and vent crazily.

"...Say it again!" Mr. Mo obviously didn't believe what he heard with his own ears.

Even if his old friend took out an intimate photo of Mo Ci with another same-sex, his first reaction was to feel dazzled.

Even if Mo Ci had been indiscreet in his private life before, he wouldn't be so confused as to get together with a man!

The old man stared, his chest heaved violently, pointed at Mo Ci with trembling hands, and shouted in disbelief.

"You bastard, if I hadn't revealed it today, how long would you want to keep it from me?!"

Mr. Mo's emaciated body trembled during his illness, his thin arms trembled in mid-air, he pointed at Mo Ci's nose and scolded, his lips trembled, and his sunken eyes flared.

The more hope I place on my youngest son Mo Ci, the less I want to see him live up to my expectations.

As early as when his wife passed away, he made an oath in front of his wife's bed that he would make his children successful, happy and happy.

After so many years, whether he sternly reprimanded or persuaded the children to leave space for them to grow up freely, he always has a heart of expectation for the healthy growth of the children.

This serious illness made the old man come into close contact with life and death on the operating table.

Life and death are hanging by a thread, and the old man's concern and expectations for his children have reached a level of trepidation. Only when he sees his two valued sons get married happily can he let go of the high hanging heart in his heart.

Happiness is not this path of no return with no future.